Thursday, Jan 30, 2014 at 22:51
Just to add a trip to Central Australia was a big deal back then. There was a song by Redgum called "Last Frontier" released soon after I went there that captured the spirit of why people like your uncle and I went there. Out of interest,
John Schumann from Redgum was on the Australia Day Honours List 3 days ago.
Lyrics:
There's a corrugated highway Leading north from
Port Augusta
lined with ratted cars that didn't rate a tow
The Salt plains out of
Pimba And your eyes begin to stream
On to
Kingoonya huddled dusty by the road
Romantic notions shattered Like the tyres that didn't hack it
This has got to be the country's last frontier
Where a sports car's next to useless Running cattle grids and river beds
We drove a van from 1963
Someone mentioned walkabout And kiss your job goodbye
Just to see the country shimmer through the windscreen
Drinking beer, telling stories While laughter filled the night
And flexi-time's behind you like a bad dream
You got a flat on Anzac Highway And Lawson on your shelf
Its a Southern Comfort, air-conditioned rage
Where a
homestead's more than just a cheap print Dangling from a wall
And mateship's more than lines upon a page
We went looking for Australia In between the TV lines
'Cause the ABC just couldn't make it real
Colour documentary From a beanbag on the floor:
Never shows as much as it conceals
A stark and blistered
Alice Springs And a river runs with shame
And you wipe the sheets of bulldust from your eyes
Another country's uniform And the mirage it falls apart
To the open gap between the truth and lies
Go and see your country, mate The travel agents scream
Politicians sell it's hard to score a pasttime
Signs and high-wire fences Hold the land where I belong
It's as if I'm in the outback for the last time
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