Crystal Thomas & the Flowers of Evil

by Crystal Thomas

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2008 - Debut studio album

The Flowers Of Evil released their debut album in October 2008 on Stovepipe Records, distributed through MGM. It is also available to download through Musicplug & Itunes.

The Flowers Of Evil’s self – titled, debut album was recorded in Matt Walker’s studio - the 8 Track Shack - recording their debut album, with Matt at the helm as mentor and producer. The album also features guest performances by Conway Savage (Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds), Rui Pereira (The Drones), Matt Walker, Jen Anderson and Liz Stringer.

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released October 3, 2008

Digipak
Produced by Matt Walker
Recorded @ the 8 - Track Shack
Engineered by Dave Manton
Mixed @ Jim Moginie’s studio in Sydney by Dave Manton and Matt Walker
Mastered by Colin Wynne at Thirty Mill Studios, Melbourne
Cloud artwork by Kerrie Levier
Photograph by Tony Mahoney
Design by Myf Walker

Crystal Thomas: Vocals, Guitar, Piano & Clarinet
Matt Walker: Guitar, Piano, Tambura & Backing Vocals.
Clare Moore: Drums, Percussion, Vibes and Backing Vocals
Tim McCormack: Electric and Upright Bass. Backing Vocals
Matt Green: Guitar, Mandolin and Samples
Conway Savage: Vocals on No Vacancy
Rui Pereira: Sonic Landscaping Guitar on Beauty and The Magician and Pretty Pink Clouds
Dave Manton: Organ, Backing vocals and samples
Jen Anderson and Liz Stringer: Violin, Viola and Cello on No Vacancy and Last Night’s Stars

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Crystal Thomas St Kilda, Australia

Who is Crystal Thomas?

Crystal has spent fifteen years in Melbourne's music scene, has written and recorded two EPs and released two studio albums.

She's collaborated with musicians including Bill Chambers, Conway Savage, Claire Moore, Matt Walker, Spencer P Jones, Mick Harvey, Tex Perkins and Don Walker.

A music project dawning takes her to new territory musically and geographically.
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Track Name: Tom Foolery
Tom Foolery

Two O’clock Monday morning
Foveaux Street was like a ghost town
Except for a handful of us
Liquored to the eyeballs
Making our presence felt
Doing the fandango
A Sunday night lock in down at the X
An old bar transformed into fun house
Debauchery at it’s finest and most ridiculous
The love addicts brought the circus to town and made the carnival start
Stalking the floor boards under a dim red glow in the back room
There you were
With kohl lined eyes that smeared and melted into panda eyes by the nights end
Shirtless and unloading your lusting pleas into the microphone all hungry and predatory
An aura of fornication and brutality
A silver snake spine wrist chain made from the vertebrae of a python
And inked skin
One tattoo, two bluebirds with the words
‘To my one and only true love’ yourself
Cause you can’t trust women to stick around

I’ve been missing you
Love and kisses to boot

When the X closed it’s doors for the night
The love addicts and an entourage of drunken weirdos’ sprawled out
Onto Foveaux Street
Heading towards Joes
In the kitchen the fluros’ were buzzing
And cockroaches were on the prowl investigating left overs
We were handing around a rolled up five dollar note thanks to generous Joe
Everything was strange, distorted, thrilling, grimy.
I was wearing my route 66 boots and an evening dress
You said “hey, great boots baby”
You were wearing a pair of snakeskin boots and scarlet pants
You said “ lets swap boots for the night”
You wrote your number on my arm
Said “ call me tomorrow and we’ll swap back”
But we never did.
This was an alternate world, a parallel universe
Where the stars twinkled brightly
And the ocean roared along with the night owls
And the music never stopped
And daylight never came round to shed light
On the darkness.
Sometimes I long for that carnival to start
The neon frowns to fade into the blackness
And the warm,
The warm embrace of the night
The judgements and criticisms of daylight to pale into insignificance
Under the dim red glow in the back room
To shed the suits off business types and lull them into the funhouse
Bare and brazen.

I’ve been missing you
Love and kisses to boot

You coloured in the world
With big bloody red brush strokes
Memories and snapshots of hard drinking, hard love
And bruised hearts on torn sleeves
There were belly laughs and open arms
There was always something crazy going on
We’d feast on each Others words
Declarations through clouds of camel cigarettes and bourbon soaked vocal chords
And thankyou for introducing me to Peking duck

There’s no one like you
Love and kisses to boot
And Kisses to boot baby
Kisses to boot
Kisses to boot
There’s no one like you
No one like you
No one like you
Track Name: Madhouse
Madhouse

You are on the outside looking in
Through the smoke and through the mirrors
You reveal yourself
Only in song
And it’s a beautiful thing
And it’s absurd
You were Naïve
But you got tough
And you made me see

Had I remained a stranger to your song
Would I have been drawn to this?

With lyric labourers’
Labouring in vain
A melody merchant
Sings to an ashtray
The last remaining pleasures
Sold for a song
Your downfall
Was my sing-A-Long.

See the loners and the gypsies and the odd-balls
See the starry-eyed fame chasers, reflection gazers
The scammers, the schemers, the leeches, the preachers
The jokers, the conmen and the people full of holes.
Listen quietly when the wind blows

Had I remained a stranger to your song
Would I have been drawn to this?

Had I remained a stranger to your song
Would I have been drawn to you?
Track Name: No Vacancy
No Vacancy

You loved me
You loved me
You loved me
You eyes danced with mine

And I loved you
I loved you
I loved you
Under a neon sign

And we loved
We loved
We loved
A shroud of secrecy

Over two bodies
That would buzz
Like neon
Motel signs

No vacancy
No vacancy
No vacancy
Your eyes danced with mine
Track Name: Beauty And The Magician
Beauty And The Magician

She’s a sweet young thing
With a red ripe heart
I’m just an old magician
With a bag of tricks
She moans so softly
you're too good to be true
Baby girl that’s cause I aint
but I know a trick or two

Love without the magic
Is just a pretty picture
Magic without the love
Is just a bag of tricks

She knows where I’m sore
Her hands are healing
I could make her believe
Almost anything
I call the shots
And she plays along
She gives herself
So endlessly

Love without the magic
Is just a pretty picture
Magic without the love
Is just a bag of tricks

I’m dashing and daring
I’m cunning and clever
I brighten up the colours
Of her world
See romantic love baby
It leaves you wide open
But she looks so pretty
When she’s weeping
As I’m leaving

Love without the magic
Is just a pretty picture
Magic without the love
Is just a bag of tricks
Track Name: Little Blue Flowers
Little Blue Flowers

Jack watches his pretty neighbour
Idle plough, wasted labour
Hat on his heart, darkening fields
Lonely crops that jut won’t yield
Dirty fingers and sun baked skin
A working mans stench and a hip flask of gin
Heavy lids lift in sunken sockets
A handkerchief and blade in his left pocket

Where she lay, so still
Little blue flowers bloom
In seeds, dirt and agony
Little blue flowers bloom

The wind danced around her legs
Whipping, taunting and teasing up her dress
Her hands full of pegs and wet clothes
She bit her bottom lip as he approached
Water dripping her grip so tight
Her knuckles started turning white
He said do you live here alone?
He broke her defences like little bird bones

Where she lay, so still
Little blue flowers bloom
In seeds, dirt and agony
Little blue flowers bloom

He saw a thousand sorrows unfold
She’s a beautiful disaster and I’m way too old
But he could smell her hair like new mown hay
It made him fell a certain way
Her pink skin dusted in washing powder
Her dress was white with little blue flowers
It hung at her knees and split open
Like an invitation

Where she lay, so still
Little blue flowers bloom
In seeds, dirt and agony
Little blue flowers bloom
Pitchfork eyes and grinning
The washing line spinning
The wind moaned the trees’ groaned

Where she lay, so still
Little blue flowers bloom
In seeds, dirt and agony
Little blue flowers bloom
Track Name: Last Night’s Stars
Last Night’s Stars

When moonlight it spills
Across your skin
Without speaking a word
It’s time to begin
In a pattern of shadows
Desire remains
One kiss before dawn
And all will be changed

When moonlight spills over the world
And the edges are smudged
When the light is muted
I have a new sense of distance
I float through ten crowds hanging on
To last night’s stars
Though the day is bleaching
It won’t stop these feelings
Coming on
Come on

Come on
The endlessness of evening
Come on
The urgency of night
Come on
Allowing you concessions
When you dim the light

This morning
I am dressed in dreams
If not for you
This world I never would see
Floating through the rush of one hundred long faces
When the sun is bleaching last night’s stars from the ceiling
Hang on
Hang on
Hang on
To whatever you can
Hang on
Like they’re invisible
Hang on
In Monday morning’s black and grey
I am dressed in dreams

Come on
The endlessness of evening
Come on
The urgency of night
Come on
Allowing you concessions
When you dim the light

Stay
Stay the whole night
And don’t
Run away
In the light
And if last night’s stars weren’t real
I don’t care
Close my eyes
And I’ll find you there

Come on
Come on
Come on
Track Name: Afterthoughts
Afterthoughts

Gentle kisses
Gentle lies
Fingers pressing
Into thighs
Bodily percussion
With lips and limbs
Talking pretty stories
As you reel me in
I knew not of the hook
I didn’t see the line
In the heat
Tangled like twine
Your body all
Caught up in mine
Fingers pressing
Into thighs

He said,
“Why do you, Close your eyes when I’m making, Making love?”
Love to you, I’m aching love. Aching in the shadows of.

Gentle kisses
Gentle lies
We’re half dressed
In the half light
Your eyes burn
My skins on fire
Let’s keep a score
Of how many times
One, two
Three, four
You say pretty things
You reel me in
I follow lines
Round your crooked face
As the sweat dries
And desire dies.

He said,
“Why do you, Close your eyes when I’m making, Making love?”
Love to you, I’m aching love. Aching in the shadows of.
I close my eyes
Cause I know
I close my eyes
Cause I’m hooked.
Track Name: Pretty Pink Clouds
Pretty Pink Clouds

Remember, the weary service smile
Remember, pamphlets and brochures
Remember, silence heavy and loaded
Remember, being bound by inertia
Remember, arms folded tightly
Remember a fluorescent room
Remember, you’d have called her Violet
Remember, that horribly familiar tune

Powdered coffee in a plastic cup
Confused and inarticulate
I close my eyes and I picture you
And I remember what we used to do
How we used to
Where we used to
How good it used to be.

Everything was sanitised
Remember, you sat hushed and sterilised
Remember, the metal was cold against your thighs
Remember, counting back from ten
Remember, you made it down to five
Remember, your eyes closed like heavy gates
Remember, there was no going back
Remember, blood and water made pretty pink clouds

Powdered coffee in a plastic cup
Confused and inarticulate
I close my eyes and I picture you
And I remember what we used to do
How we used to
Where we used to
How good it used to be.

Plastic coffee in a powdered cup
You held my hair while I was throwing up
I close my eyes and I picture you
And I remember what we used to do
How we used to
Where we used to
How good it used to be.

Remember
Remember
Remember
Remember

Remember me.
Track Name: No Return
No Return

Well I guess I got over your original sin
But you really shouldn’t have done it again
Once is for maybe
Twice is for sure
Once is the couch
Twice is the door

One day one door opens

You thought you were good at sneaking around
Your sneaking turned into the talk of the town
Once is for rumour
Twice is for true
Once is ok
Twice is fuck you

One day one door opens
And you can’t help yourself

The door the door
It’ll slam behind you
So don’t even think to turn
Just keep, just keep
Right on walking
There is no, No return

You thought you made peace the first time round
Now I’ve gone crazy and you’ve gone to ground
Once is for evening
Twice is for night
Once is for talking
Twice deadly quiet.

One day one door opens
And you can’t help yourself
So you walk through that door

You said you were wrong you took the blame
You said you were wrong then you did it again
Once is for talking
Twice it’s all said
Once two are hurting
Twice one is dead

One day one door opens
And you can’t help yourself
So you walk through that door
And the door slams behind you

The door the door
It’ll slam behind you
So don’t even think to turn
Just keep, just keep
Right on walking
There is no, No return

From the time for you to go
There is no return
From the land of shadows
There is no return
From the vale of sorrow
There is no return
From the dark tomorrow
There is no return
From the end of sunlight
There is no return
From eternal midnight
There is no return
From the spiders funnel
There is no return
From the long blue tunnel
There is no return
You’re dead and gone
Track Name: Heat Is Rising
Heat Is Rising

I looked in the mirror
And put some lipstick on
To make me feel pretty
To pretend nothings wrong
There’s dead air in here
And nothing’s getting done
These lonely days all seem
To roll into one
Grief came crawling
As strange aches and pains
I think all of the fighting
Has made me sick today

The sun is rising
The heat is rising
There’s so much I could be saying
But I’m not in the mood

My bedside wind up clock
Tells me I’m alive
It’s almost soothing
Hearing time ticking by
I’ve nothing to show
For all this time alone
The guitar lazy on its’ stand
An inkless pen in my hand
The radio plays
The same mindless songs
This yearning almost bores me
And nothing turns me on

The sun is rising
The heat is rising
There’s so much I could be saying
But I’m not in the mood

The sun is rising
The heat is rising
There’s so much I could be saying
There’s so much I could do