Bio

Melody Pool is a young artist with an old soul…

After delivering one of the most acclaimed Australian debut albums of recent times, Melody Pool returns with her stunning second album Deep Dark Savage Heart (out 29 April 2016).

 Deep Dark Savage Heart is Melody Pool’s story, taking the listener to a deeper, darker place: “I feel like I’ve really stood my ground with this record. I didn’t ever expect to make an album filled with pop hits. It’s always going to be me playing guitar and singing the truth.”

“I’m really proud of this album,” Melody says. “It really shows where I’m at – or where I was at – and how I wanted it to turn out.”

After the success of The Hurting Scene, Melody moved to Melbourne from Kurri Kurri NSW, her first time living away from home. She also toured with The Milk Carton Kids through Europe and performed two massive shows supporting the Eagles, before returning to Nashville to make Deep Dark Savage Heart with producer Brad Jones, an American who has worked with several Australian artists including Ben Lee and Missy Higgins. “Brad’s like a nutty professor in the studio,” Melody smiles. “He’s always up for trying new things.”

Music

Shows

Date Location City Tickets
May 13, 2016 Shadow Electric Melbourne Buy Tickets
May 18, 2016 Grand Junction Hotel Maitland Buy Tickets
May 19, 2016 5 Sawyers Newcastle Buy Tickets
May 20, 2016 Paddington Uniting Church Sydney Buy Tickets
May 21, 2016 The Front Gallery Canberra Buy Tickets
May 26, 2016 Old Museum Brisbane Buy Tickets
May 29, 2016 Trinity Sessions Adelaide Buy Tickets

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Lyrics

Deep Dark Savage Heart

I am sinking every single day

No more blinking, you’re just stepping away

I’m growing into deep dark

Looking less like your sweetheart

 

Once I was all that glittered in your eyes

Golden heart, I was yours, you were mine

We’re growing into deep dark

Feeding terror that now we part

 

And I’m cursed by your savage heart

 

Look at love, how it’s suffocating me

Suffocating us, there is more room to breathe

You would light up from a mere spark

Now the ash is cold, it’s deep dark

 

And I’m cursed by your savage heart

 

Deep dark

Looking less like you’re sweetheart

Feeding terror that now we part

I’m growing into deep dark

Old Enough

Heal me, heal me; come as my saviour

Believe me, I’m weary and god how I crave ya

Starve me and carve me in all of your sculptures

I’m already prey to societies vultures

And I’m old enough to know we’re all enemies

 

One hand, silken; laid upon my breast

The warmth of your breath to breathe in my open chest

Mess me, undress me, and search beneath the faded wound

Tear it; I’ll bear it, just to taste the other side of you

I’m old enough to know its just chemistry

 

Silence has taken on, hot as the sun

And I feel our cheeks splitting from the passion we’ve summoned

And all of the shit I used to promise myself

Has flown out the window in one holy spell

And I’m old enough and I am a woman now

 

Heal me, heal me; come as my savior

Believe me, I’m weary and god how I crave ya

And I’m old enough and I am a woman now

Southern Nightshade

Under the southern nightshade

Once was a promise I made

Tied to an endless price paid

I was under the southern nightshade

Blessed with the beauty I’d craved

Left in a soulless pride haze

 

Even though we firmly yearn

Sure our pain will go unheard

We are still a bleeding bird

Singing out our only word

 

Help, help, help, help little swallow

Breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe through your sorrow

Grieve, grieve, grieve, grieve, you are hollow now

 

Weep, weep, weep, weep growing willow

You no longer sleep on your pillow

When you’re set alight, smoke will billow down

 

Even though we firmly yearn

Sure our pain will go unheard

We are still a bleeding bird

Singing out our only word

 

Under the southern nightshade

Once was a lover I laid

Pure with a heart of spun lace

Richard

Richard, you scald me

Richard, you owned me

Scattered my body across the stones

Gave every reason

To why weren’t living

To all of the rules you laid within our happy home

And I was so young then

I wasn’t eighteen

Naïve and ignorant that love could take on hate

 

Now I’ve no body, I’ve only a soul

So won’t you lay down beside me when you go?

 

You were my whole world

I was just your bad girl

Teaching you how to tread through life without regret

And your mother spat at us

She knew of my mistrust

She knew of the pain that you could do but not done yet

 

Now I’ve no body, I’ve only a soul

So won’t you lay down beside me when you go?

 

So Richard, here we are

Body to soul

Dancing with who to start

And where you will go

But something is telling me

You’re struggling too

And you’re fine with leaving me

When you cross through

 

Now I’ve no body, I’ve only a soul

So won’t you lay down beside me when you go?

Black Dog

All I can taste is cigarettes

And the kiss you left upon my lips

I’ve left a number of old regrets

From my silken white legs to my hips

 

People often say there’s no time in a day

But there’s way too much time for me

I’m empty and aching; my whole world is shaking

And the black dog has sat at my feet

 

Nobody sees what I do to me

Nobody sees when I’m crazed

The contempt that I hold for my own defeat

And the guilt I feel masked by my rage

 

You waltz in the room in your drunken perfume

And you touch every inch of my being

Until the bitter sun rises and shows our disguises

You stretch while I’m left there bleeding

 

And you step away ‘cause you’re part of the day

And I sleep ‘cause I’m part of the night

And you say my chains will soon break away

And I’ll join you one day in the light

 

You push me and pull me, you ride me, you thrill me

Then turn every inch of me down

And I have nothing and no one

So what could I owe to one man who is craved by the crowd?

 

Break my hands; I can’t, I cannot break them myself

I see my own mind and the poisoning of its health

Help is beyond me; help won’t come from someone else

 

You waltz in the room in your drunken perfume

And you touch every inch of my being

And you grab my hand; reassure me again

That knowledge is so often freeing

 

And you say my chains will soon break away

And I’ll join you one day in the light

But I’m empty and aching; my whole world is breaking

And the black dog is holding me tight

Romantic Things

You are drawn to the swell

To the shelter where I dwell

Form a circle in the air; let me unlock everywhere

 

That you have locked, you have bound

You have run and I have found

You’re a trail, I’m the mountain you can climb upon and find

 

Something echo and sing

Rhythms float through everything

Paint with gold trace my clothes

Let them fall right off my shoulders

 

And let me lie with you

And let me cry with you

 

Break the glass with your hands

Don’t you love romantic things?

Toughen up; take the gloves

I remember everything

 

You are locked; you are bound

You are lost and I have found

Something more within your stride

You find everything I hide

 

I got lost, in my mind

Now I feel nothing divine

But I can change; you can try

You can open up my mind

 

And let me lie with you

And let me die with you

How Long

How long, how long will you rest in my bed?

How strong, how strong I have been to have said

‘You can linger as long as you like, I’m not trivial’

How brave, how brave is a swallow that flies

I am a raven scouring the skies

Lingering as long as I like, I’m not critical

 

Pretty little baby with the messed up dream

Crying on my shoulder like I’d help your scene

Honey you surround me until I’m ready to feast

 

How grave, how grave is a swallow that flies

I am a raven scouring the skies

Preying on all that I like, I’m not critical

 

Honey you’ve been screaming to the skies for me

I will pick you up but I was born to be free

Crouching in your silence, you are giving in tenderly

 

How long, how long will you rest in my bed?

How strong, how strong I have been to have said

‘You can linger as long as you like, I’m not trivial’

 

Honey you’ve been screaming to the skies for me

I will pick you up but I was born to be free

Pretty little baby, you surround me, I am ready to feast

 

How long will you rest in my bed?

Love, She Loves Me

I see your crying face again and I dry your tears again

But it’s another woman’s arms that hold you close

She wakes you in the morning and she leaves your place by noon

And she breaks all of your china and shits in your bathroom

And you say

 

‘Love, she loves me like nobody else

And I love you being with me but she’s good for my health

She fucks me like a demon; she’s poetic when she’s high

And there’s no point believing there is hope for you and I’

 

My god, see that ego, it slaps me in my chest

I wish that I could rip it out to show you you’re just like the rest

This commitment epidemic that you’re all too sick to see

Is so common and so blatant that it’s almost boring me

And you say

 

‘Love, she loves me like nobody else

And I love you being with me but she’s good for my health

She fucks me like a demon; she’s poetic when she’s high

And there’s no point believing there is hope for you and I’
So use me like another one of your little whores

And don’t confuse your raw desire for something more

You tell me she’s the only one that you adore

While I become another one of your little whores

 

Love, I love you like nobody else

And you love me being with you but you’re not good for my health

You fuck me like a demon; you’re poetic when you’re high

And there’s no point believing there is hope for you and I

Mariachi Wind

Come and rip the skin off my bones

My weary heart is sick of being alone

My mind; it reeks of hazard and distrust

But I am bored with having nobody to touch

 

To be growing in the small part of your mind

To be kicking in your shins from time to time

To be stuck beneath the rhythms of your limbs

I want you and all your ugly human things

 

See me through the morning; see me through the day

See me through the ugliness of my neurotic ways

See me dance through summer and see me bloom through spring

And meet me in the midst of a mariachi wind

 

You can tear at my scars

They hold all of who we are

I figure what’s the point of leaving them all healed?

If I’m bleeding I can feel
If I’m broken I can scream it to the skies

But while I’m empty I have nothing but demise

 

So catch me when I’m lonely, tell me to grow a spine

Help me know I’m beautiful and force me to be kind

‘Cause I want to dance through summer and I want to bloom through spring

And you’re the only song on my mariachi wind

 

I long to feel so tired I can’t speak

I long to feel the earth beneath my feet

I want to live the night and meet the dawn

I want to know the words to every song

City Lights

Last prize

Sore eyes

Best dress

Careless

 

I’ve been wandering under city lights

In the hope that I will come alive

But I feel like I am in dead inside

And I could disappear into the night

 

Experts talking

Vultures stalking

Mannequins walking

Perverts gawking

 

I am pressured to show only light

To be filled with all that’s good and bright

But I’m a slave to a darkened mind

And who are you to tell me I’ll be fine?

 

Do you think I could mean something?

Do you think that you could too?

Do you wonder if we’re different?

Or do you think I could be you?

 

Now we only matter if we’re glad

Told to suffer if we’re only sad

I’ve been wandering under city lights

Scared that I will never come alive

Better Days

There’s better days beneath this slowly growing phase

I’m casting out my darker days for something I have never known

Peace with being alone

 

My darkest side; the face that I can hide behind

So willing to throw grace aside for strength that I can barely hold

Strength that I have sold

 

And the wiser me is someone I still strive to me

I wish she could awaken me and give me all the love that I need

Allow it to burn in me

 

There’s better days beneath this slowly growing phase

I’m casting out my darker days for something I have never known

Peace with being alone

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