Almanac Music: Matt’s Musical Musings – Kate Ceberano
I knew Kate Cebrano for a brief while. We went on a date once, I think, talked about another a few other times, even though I knew I was too scruffy, too lost. To awkward for any relationship, and would be for years.
I had no fucking clue about norms.
Soon, I’d ripped off some money from some bad people, and went bush, setting up in an old dairy shed for a home, with wide cracks in the walls and bush rats and birds in the roof, and snakes in the walls. And she went on to become even more famous. Which was superb. She is a superb woman, full of life, giving. Was wonderfully driven, talented. Protective of her big, happy clan.
All I was capable of was to write and roam.
A few years later, I was walking down a city street, in the middle of the day, in work hours. It felt weird, almost wrong, to not be buried in bush and chainsaws. To have this time.
A tradie’s ute passed, window open, his arm dangling out the window, as if owning time. His radio was on, loud, playing one of Kate’s songs as he worked his way up the street. Her voice echoing off walls, through doors and shops and vets and bulk billing doctors and commission flats and houses and bus stops as he went. A ripple, filling a scene, creating a perfect moment in time, as it boomed, then faded with motion.
A part of the everyday, of a never-ending summer arvo, as sure as bricks and mortar and kids eating one-dollar icy-poles on their way to the baths, and bird calls at dawn.
To this day I wish Kate the best. Her voice was superb, like her. I’m sure they both still are.
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Yep, she’s great is Kate Ceberano. But about your home territory, Matt, if you’re still living in the Otway Ranges and playing footy in the Colac District F.N.L. How on earth do you get home on a rainy Saturday night, around all those bends and twisty turns with rain whistling down all around you. We struggled through there on Tuesday morning on the way home from Apollo Bay to central Vic. and it was tough enough on a summer’s morning let alone a winter night.
Haha, random! I love driving. The ebb and flow of the roads are half the charm.
Though I have turned a corner on the real blowy nights and ploughed into a fallen tree more than once! Hope you enjoyed your stay. We are set further back in the mountains than the Bay.
Matt