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  		<title>Dream Until You Die CD 2006 - Martin Martini and The Bone Palace Orchestra</title>
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    		                &lt;img src=&quot;http://ny-image3.etsy.com/il_155x125.76509627.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    		      			$22.95&lt;br /&gt;					With a sound that fuses funk with junk, circus with jazz and everything from waltz, swing, blues and gypsy in-between, The Bone Palace create another world of sound to enter. Their infectious, old-world grooves and head-high tackle-lyrics have drawn crowds and fans in larger and larger numbers, hooked on the music and the unpredictable nature of their stage show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dream Until You Die CD comes in a presentation slipcase with a lavish full colour 23 page booklet which includes the complete lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Fat Vaudevillian rock&amp;#39;n&amp;#39;roll - it will be interesting to see what another 10 years of hard living will do to Martin Martini&amp;#39;s nascent freak-show grotesquerie of art, words and music. Often compared to Britain&amp;#39;s Tigerlillies and Australia&amp;#39;s Mikelangelo and the Black Sea Gentlemen, there are indeed common threads. Throw in a dash of Brecht and Weill, Talking Heads and dirty gypsy lift music, and you get a fair idea of what this junk circus is all about. Fresh from recording his new album, Martini corralled two choirs, one made up of kids, for the macabre Clowns Will Eat Me, and the other, a 45-strong drunk man&amp;#39;s chorus (literally), for another called Poor John, about a cook who goes mad. Menacingly attractive, there is something of the wild-eyed malevolent pied-piper about Martini and his crew of misfits and ne&amp;#39;er-do-wells. Expect to be seduced and appalled in equal measure.&amp;quot; Lily Bragge, The Age Arts Review 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;One gets the feeling if Martin Martini had his way every Bone Palace Orchestra gig would be played under a circus tent to an audience of sideshow freaks, carnies and itinerants.&amp;quot; Dee Sharp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Without Grace&lt;br /&gt;2. April&lt;br /&gt;3. Merrily We Roll Along&lt;br /&gt;4. Dream Until You Die&lt;br /&gt;5. Get On The Moth&lt;br /&gt;6. That&amp;#39;s What Its All About&lt;br /&gt;7. Poor John&lt;br /&gt;8. Stock Exchange&lt;br /&gt;9. Clowns will Eat Me&lt;br /&gt;10. Take Your Skin Off And Dance&lt;br /&gt;11. Party &amp;#39;Till The Petrol Runs Out&lt;br /&gt;12. Take This Waltz&lt;br /&gt;13. The World Is Broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check: www.myspace.com/martinmartiniandthebonepalaceorchestra       </description>
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  		<title>We&#39;re All Just Monkeys CD 2008 - Martin Martini and The Bone Palace Orchestra</title>
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    		                &lt;img src=&quot;http://ny-image0.etsy.com/il_155x125.76509736.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    		      			$27.95&lt;br /&gt;					‘Here&amp;#39;s mongrel music - my favourite kind- from Martini and his merry misfits. Playful, angry and perverse.’ Paul Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin Martini doesn’t really trust humans – he prefers animals and chess. ‘I love a game where a horse can eat a bishop. There should be more of that. I love a game where a queen takes pawn. I think all queens should take a bit of pawn. The world would be a much better place if there was just a little more pawn…” His unconventional approach to life mirrors itself in his music. Nobody explained to him that you couldn’t make an orchestra with just a few freakishly talented misfits playing clarinet, trombone, guitar, bass, drums and keys. So in defiance he formed the Bone Palace Orchestra; fusing grooves of jazz, blues, and matchless show-tunes; with good old fashioned rock’n’roll. Bur Martini is uncomfortable with being reduced to such labels: ‘If you tell people you’re gypsy rock, they expect gypsy rock.’ So Martini avoids such expectations and seeks to keep his critics guessing. Indeed, such a reductive term fails to capture the gist of music that makes you want to dance, cry, laugh and yell in equal measures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin Martini &amp; The Bone Palace Orchestra’s second foray into the studio, We’re All Just Monkeys 2008, marks a progression; a real maturity and tightness in their work. Musically they have traded some of their chaos for depth but sacrificed none of their subversion. From a love story between a monkey and a sardine (Monkey and Sardine) to a song that Eddie Perfect has described as the kind of song you’d slow dance to at the wedding of a couple you just know aren’t going to make it (Knife), Martini’s music forces you to really listen rather than just let you take it in passively like a passenger. And like Goerge Orwell, the man he quotes in the liner notes of the album, he refuses to just sit down and shut up. Such an irreverent approach is bound to alienate people. But then, he never did want to waste his life being one of those men that just fitted in. When asked whether his brash, passionate, and at times obnoxious style might often people, and whether this bothers him, he simply smiles his big serial-killer smile and says: ‘we’re all just monkeys…’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracks&lt;br /&gt;1. Monkey &amp; Sardine&lt;br /&gt;2. Knife&lt;br /&gt;3. Dusty Love and Bedlam&lt;br /&gt;4. We&amp;#39;re All Gonna Die&lt;br /&gt;5. I Caught Jesus Sleeping In&lt;br /&gt;6. Bicycles&lt;br /&gt;7. We&amp;#39;re All Just Monkeys&lt;br /&gt;8. Lonely Girl&lt;br /&gt;9. Dancing up the Walls&lt;br /&gt;10. The Men Who Don&amp;#39;t Fit In&lt;br /&gt;11. Drank All My Money&lt;br /&gt;12. Wild Man       </description>
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