C0OL PO0L (Beeliar Riddim)

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Songs speaking to the spirit of the Beeliar Wetlands and the vast biodiversity of species that live there. If Roe 8 continues to go ahead, it will destroy intricate ecosystems forever. It will be economically, spiritually & culturally devastating. Shut it down. Listen to the wetland. Connect to country.

In this compilation we have been investigating how we can further establish our connection to this land. Documenting, learning, listening, observing and celebrating these wetlands is really an effort to connect.

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released December 22, 2016

photo by Amber Bateup

Music by Akioka, Cow Cablin, Diger Rokwell, Kirby, James Ireland, Leafy Suburbs, Matt Aitken, Maxy Bills, Mei Saraswati, Nicholas Allbrook, Pia Remund, Rabbit Island, Sam Newman, YLEM & field recordings of around, above & below the Beeliar Wetlands

Poetry by Nandi Chinna

Action Groups
www.rethinkthelink.com.au
www.savebeeliarwetlands.com

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C0OL PO0L Perth, Australia

A compilation by a group of friends, who oppose Roe8 and love the Beeliar Wetlands.

Profits will go to Save Beeliar Wetlands group.

The name C0OL PO0L is an ode to water everywhere...and the name of our car pooling group.
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Track Name: All Organs and Organisms Join in the Protecting of a Wetland
i was lying in my home
trucks were coming
it's been rezoned
i was here
my mum was here
her mum was here
her mum was here
her mum was here
her mum was here
and all the way to the time it was made
by a song or a word
or the body
of a serpent
someone's coming
someone bigger than me
someone's coming
to stand before my tree
before my mother's tree
i don't wanna go
to another planet
i like this one
it's made for us
and everyone
fits in right here
to the song
the old one
the old one
if my friend emlyn were here
he'd have something to say about it
if all the ancient ones appear
they'll have something to say about it
if all the angels appear
that are guiding us
they'll have something to say about it
i have something to say and do about it
Track Name: Wake Up and Get to Work
those who try
those who stretch themselves
those who run
into the horizon

those who sail out
those who take flight

those who try
will be rewarded

those who search
those who have courage
those who are flexible
against all odds

ooh

good luck
or bad luck
really u just have to wake up and get to work
do it

good luck
or bad luck
really u just have to wake up and get to work
do it
Track Name: Nuytsia (Moojar)
John Charles Ryan for Griffith Review 'A very striking parasite'

"Indeed, to appreciate Nuytsia and its sweet side is to know the tree from the roots up – to avert one’s gaze from the easy magnetism of its flowering canopy and to become subterranean, at least figuratively. One of the world’s largest mistletoes, Nuytsia is half plant, half parasite. Its rootlets, known to botantists as haustoria, feel discerningly in the earth for various hosts, while its leaves convert sunlight into carbohydrates, as all good plants do. The tree is more accurately a hemiparasite – a producer and consumer that pilfers nutrients from other fibrous bodies (from banksias and couch grass to utility lines), a perfectly adapted contradiction comfortably at home in the thicket of binaries we impose on the natural world. In other words, as the early twentieth-century botanist DA Herbert put it, Nuytsia exerts ‘the power of independent existence after it has once become established'"

https://griffithreview.com/articles/striking-parasite/
Track Name: Swamp Gospel
We wander through the fog,
through the 'spirits of the night',
rises like 'incense of the earth'
while we try to make sense of this life.

See that tennis court, those manicured lawns?
That used to be a food bowl,
but now it's gone.
And I'm homesick,
calling out like this
for something that I never knew but know I miss.

Secret, sacred places
We've covered up
Wetland traces
sing that swamp gospel loud.

Intricate biophonies
spill onto the street
underneath the road rivers,
living waters seep.

See that tennis court, those manicured lawns?
That used to be a food bowl,
but now it's gone.
And I'm homesick,
calling out like this
for something that I never knew but know I miss.

Secret, sacred places
We've covered up
Wetland traces
sing that swamp gospel loud.

Dedicated to Nandi Chinna and her writings on Homesickness and John Ryan, Environmental Humanities lecturer at ECU.
Track Name: Smoothest Bitumen (You've Ever Licked)
Walking on sunshine
Sailing on saline
Skating the smoothest bitumen you've ever licked
(it's a trick)

The road stops the flow
Just because we wanna go
We look but don't touch
See but don't feel

How does it feel?