Bio

Melody Pool is a young artist with an old soul.

Her debut album, The Hurting Scene, sends the listener time-travelling to coffee houses in the late ’60s, with songs reminiscent of early Joni Mitchell and Jackson Browne.

Crowdfunding enabled Melody, from Kurri Kurri in NSW, to make
The Hurting Scene in Nashville with producers Jace Everett and Brad Jones.

After releasing the album independently, Melody the went on to sign with Mushroom Music Publishing & Liberation Music who re-released The Hurting Scene in July 2013. She toured with Californian duo The Milk Carton Kids, who then invited Melody to tour Europe.

“The Hurting Scene is one of the most accomplished debuts by an Australian singer-songwriter for many years,” stated Iain Shedden in his 4½-star review in The Australian.  “A star is born,” declared Stack magazine.

Tales of lost love, infidelity and asserting independence,
The Hurting Scene contains a dozen original songs that are beguiling and bittersweet. “I’m in love,” Melody sings, “and you’re to blame.”

Jace Everett said simply: “The Hurting Scene will break your heart.” Melody dedicated the album “to anyone living on the hurting scene”.

These are songs that will break your heart. And soothe your soul.

Melody Pool won the Telstra Road To Discovery (Songwriter Category) in 2013, an initiative proudly supported by the Mushroom Group

Music

Shows

Date Location City Tickets
July 11, 2014 San Francisco Bath House Wellington Buy Tickets
July 12, 2014 The Tuning Fork Auckland Buy Tickets
July 17, 2014 Beavs Bar Geelong Buy Tickets
July 18, 2014 Fitzroy Town Hall Melbourne Buy Tickets
July 19, 2014 Caravan Music Club Oakleigh Buy Tickets
July 20, 2014 Major Tom's Kyneton Buy Tickets
July 24, 2014 Grand Poobah Hobart Buy Tickets
July 25, 2014 Royal Oak Hotel Launceston Buy Tickets
July 26, 2014 The Wheatsheaf Adelaide Buy Tickets
August 2, 2014 Newtown Social Club Sydney Buy Tickets
August 3, 2014 Lizotte's Newcastle Buy Tickets
August 6, 2014 Armidale Club Armidale Buy Tickets
August 7, 2014 Black Bear Lodge Brisbane Buy Tickets
August 8, 2014 St. Martins Parish Hall Mullumbimby Buy Tickets
August 9, 2014 No. 5 Church Street Bellingen Buy Tickets
August 10, 2014 Lizotte's Central Coast Buy Tickets
August 12, 2014 The Front Gallery Canberra Buy Tickets
August 14, 2014 Ararat Hotel Ararat Buy Tickets
August 15, 2014 Harvester Moon Bellarine Buy Tickets
August 16, 2014 Baby Black Cafe Bacchus Marsh Buy Tickets
August 17, 2014 The Bridge Hotel Castlemaine Buy Tickets
August 23, 2014 X-Wray Cafe Fremantle Buy Tickets
August 24, 2014 Settler's Tavern Margaret River Buy Tickets
August 26, 2014 Ellington Jazz Club Perth Buy Tickets

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Lyrics

Pretty Little End

Call me crazy but I like it sometimes, crying sometimes

On the bed of another man

‘Cause I feel so angry, feel so lonely

Bitterness raging in my gentle hands

 

And I rarely weep because I hate to feel weak

And I rarely smile because I hate denial

So what’ll you do with me, your little old lady?

(We’re gonna mess with you, mess with you, mess with you now)

 

Once a free bird gets her wings all tied

And her spirit gets broken and her soul gets tired

And her hope is a token that she’ll never find again

Ain’t that a pretty little end?

 

Call me crazy but I chuckle sometimes, laughing sometimes

On the bed of another man

‘Cause I feel insane, I feel out of my brain

Like I’m clutching to anything that seems like our plans

 

And I rarely lie but I rarely tell

And I rarely try and I rarely fail

So what’ll you do with me, your little old lady?

(We’re gonna mess with you, mess with you, mess with you now)

 

Once a free bird gets her wings all tied

And her spirit gets broken and her soul gets tired

And her hope is a token that she’ll never find again

Ain’t that a pretty little end?

 

Once a free bird gets caged by love and gets burned

Ain’t that when the freedom gets off and the chains are earned?

The chains are there for good

Once a free bird gets her wings all tied

And her spirit gets broken and her soul gets tired

And her hope is a token that she’ll never find again

Ain’t that a pretty little end?

Royal Queen (Mary)

Mary, you’re a royal queen of late

And I’m yet to see you make a mistake

And I’m just a poor man’s wife but I’m a chance you’ll have to take

 

I’ll iron your dresses with creases in place

And brush your golden hair when you’ve finished your day

And Mary, I will hide every dish that you break

 

I heard you cry from the hallway one night

When his anger took the best of him and his hands we’re a’fly

And in the morning I tended to your poor swollen eye

 

Mary, you’re a beautiful smile to them

But to me, you’re a little girl, hiding a sin

And him; his passion will grow to be something you hate

 

But I’ll hold you sweet Mary; you were once like me, you see

I know your Papa; he was a teacher to me

And he asked me to take care of his little baby

 

I heard you cry from the hallway one night

When his anger took the best of him and his hands we’re a’fly

And in the morning I tended to your poor swollen eye

 

Mary, you’re a royal queen of late

And I’m yet to see you make a mistake

And I’m just a poor man’s wife but I’m a chance you’ll have to take

Substitute

Strung along out on a desperate whim

Taking friend’s advice to settle him

But where’s a lover go when all has gone?

Darling, no one is that strong

 

Robbing many men of winter coats

I tell them I am just a little cold

They offer, but they never get me home

Darling, no one is that strong

 

Your eyes, they fill my mind

And I leave my heart behind

While I try to find a substitute for you

But these souls behind these faces never do

 

Do you want to see how sad I’ve been?

Or do you want me just to give you in?

And will, or are you giving me in too?

This thing is just so hard to do

 

Your eyes, they fill my mind

And I leave my heart behind

While I try to find a substitute for you

But these souls behind these faces never do

 

Can I be selfish for a little while?

And just pretend that we will go these miles

I’m sorry if I pain when you move on

But darling, no one is that strong

 

Where’s a lover go when love has gone?

Darling, no one is that strong

Reckless Road

You made your way into doubt again,

And I would do most everything

To rip you right out of where you came and fill you back up again

Lift your head when it’s dragging down

A man of sense should know by now

A loving woman’s got a brazen mouth when it comes to a careless hand

 

Keep on your reckless road, who am I baby to be jealous and cold?

When all you do is just break my hold and leave me feeling wrong?

You know I ain’t been bad to you, so who am I baby to be sad and blue?

When all you do is just wreck my mood from the reckless road you’re on?

 

I miss you baby like I’m dead inside

But I know you’re just the type

To keep me hanging without my pride to let me lean upon

You’re pushing me for a silent day

When I’m never one without a word to say

Yet I’m never one for the bitter hate that’s boiling in my blood

 

Keep on your reckless road, who am I baby to be jealous and cold?

When all you do is just break my hold and leave me feeling wrong?

You know I ain’t been bad to you, so who am I baby to be sad and blue?

When all you do is just wreck my mood from the reckless road you’re on

 

I can’t think that there’s ever a time when I imagined you wouldn’t be mine

When you finally crossed the line you stayed behind so long

But look now it’s plain to see that you ain’t got nothing on me

When it comes to really feeling that sadly you’re still alive

 

Keep on your reckless road, who am I baby to be jealous and cold?

When all you do is just break my hold and leave me feeling wrong?

You know I ain’t been bad to you, so who am I baby to be sad and blue?

When all you do is just wreck my mood from the reckless road you’re on?

Who am I to be mad at you, when all you are is fucking cruel?

And all the hell you drag me through on the reckless road you’re on

Lion On The Loose

Lately I’ve been talking to my friends about love and other things

About trials and aching’s we’ve been having

And I’ve come to the conclusion that your love is an illusion

That I’ll never find again

 

Keeping up with your daily moods is like

Keeping up with a lion on the loose

And you bore me with your antics and you hang me with your noose

But I’m such a fool for you

 

Lately I’ve been seeing you less ‘cause I think that it is best

In the middle of this mess we’ve been making

So I’m lighter with love, but don’t hate you enough

Still I want you too much

 

But keeping up with your daily moods is like

Keeping up with a lion on the loose

And you bore me with your antics and you hang me with your noose

But I’m such a fool for you

 

Baby, I’m so tired of being caught in your web

But it was you who dragged me down into your warm, humble bed

You let me in, you broke me down, you had your fill, you spat me out

Now I’m drowning

 

Lately I’ve been going quite insane, this thing is nothing but a game

Which is really such a shame in my eyes

But darling quite honestly, if who you want is not me

Then you’re the fool in disguise

 

Keeping up with your daily moods is like

Keeping up with a lion on the loose

And you bore me with your anguish and you hang me with your noose

But I’m such a fool for you

On The ‘Morrow

It’s midnight on a Thursday night

And the pages I write will be dust tomorrow

To settle in and make me sting

With a solid aching so hollow

 

So let me die on the ‘morrow

I swear if this pain takes me more I’ll be dead anyway

And our love was a product of sorrow

Though I didn’t know it ‘til today

I’m in love, I’m in love and you’re to blame

 

I spoke to a senior in the store today

He was buying a valentine’s card for his wife

Who had passed away many years ago

And I got home that evening and I wept for my life

Feeling my worth would never amount to enough to make me

A mother or a wife

 

So let me die on the ‘morrow

I swear if this pain takes me more I’ll be dead anyway

And our love was a product of sorrow

Though I didn’t know it ‘til today

I’m in love, I’m in love and you’re to blame

 

So let me die while I’m sleeping

I swear if this pain takes me more I won’t wake anyway

And our love has amounted to nothing

Though I didn’t know it ‘til today

I’m in love, I’m in love and you’re to blame

Henry

Henry, do you feel awake in the morning?

Henry, do you tend to break come the light?

For I feel the same, though I’m not to blame,

To have lost my heart’s desire

Henry, you’ll be lonely for a while

 

Trust me, I wouldn’t take you back in a heartbeat

And mostly, I lie awake at night with my rage

You loved me so though you strayed, yes I know

And frankly I’m straying now

Henry you’ll need to move along somehow

 

I was born in the midst of a waning moon

And as a child I wandered through the dark and the gloom

And it spilled into my womanhood and now I’m sad for most of the time

But there’s beauty in a woman who is bound to herself

And there’s no beauty in a woman who won’t respect herself

But they’re your choices babe, and the choice to live without you is mine

 

Truth be told, I’ve kicked and screamed so loud, I brought the whole house down

And I completely blame you for that

H, it’s courage, courage, courage that you lack

 

Henry, you had everybody on your side

And strangely, you threw it all away for just a night

I thought you had sense but your last pretence was to shatter my forgiveness for good

Henry, you did what I thought you never would

 

I was born in the midst of a waning moon

And as a child I wandered through the dark and the gloom

And it spilled into my womanhood and now I’m sad for most of the time

But there’s beauty in this woman who is bound to herself

And there’s no beauty in that woman who won’t respect herself

But they’re your choices babe, and the choice to live without you is mine

You made your choices babe, so the choice to live without you is mine

Xavier

Xavier’s a sad man, he sings in a bad band

He sleeps in the morning and weeps in the night

Xavier’s a hard case; he lies to his own face

Has dreams that he won’t chase, has dreams that he’s dying

 

I ain’t been sad or as low, as low as you be

Xavier don’t roll your eyes at me

Xavier don’t roll your eyes at me

 

I was just a young child; saw tears from my friend’s eyes

But always kept my own dry, never letting go

But Xavier, you push me, and ‘cause of that you did lose me

But baby I cried, oh Lord did I cry, oh Lord did I cry

 

I ain’t been sad or as low, as low as you be

Xavier don’t roll your eyes at me

Xavier don’t roll your eyes at me

I ain’t been bad or as cold, as cold as you seem

Xavier don’t turn your back on me

This isn’t how it’s always meant to be

Xavier don’t turn away from me

 

It’s too late to set you free

Xavier don’t roll your eyes at me, Xavier don’t turn your back on me

Xavier don’t turn away

Xavier don’t turn away from me

 

I ain’t been sad or as low, I ain’t been bad or as cold

All Of The Love

I gave my heart to a preacher’s son; I tip my hat to the lonely ones

I cry most nights, I’m a sheltered soul, and a selfish woman, Lord I know

I turn my back to the brave at heart, and to the lovers on the boulevard

For my husband, he won’t look at me, and I’m so trapped while he’s so free

 

Now all of the love I’ve ever known has gone

All of the love I’ve ever known has gone

 

I’d sell my soul in the blink of an eye just to be a bird up in the sky

I’d sell my soul to never cry again

 

My children they have left our home and they have families of their own
and I see them once or twice a year, but would they miss me if I wasn’t here?

 

‘Cause now all of the love I’ve ever known has gone

All of the love I’ve ever known has gone

All of the love I’ve ever known has gone

All of the love I’ve ever known has gone

Somebody You’ve Never Met Before

So you’re spinning, cold and lonely, now you’re dancing to a slow and sad tune

That’s turning you off and making you blue

Now you’re crying by the bed on which she laid down beside you

And told you her loving was through

And now she doesn’t need you

She doesn’t want you no more and you’ll never be sure

If it was you, or her, or somebody, somebody you’ve never met before

 

I always want to love the ones who love someone else

And I always go unnoticed to everyone but myself

And I’ve tried to break away and I’ve tried to make them stay but they won’t

 

Baby I’ve tried to be everything you need

And I let myself be used for a chance to let your love inside me

But it’s always seemed to fail us

And I can’t be any more than what I already am

Though I wish I was enough so that you’d take my little hand

And let me love you, let me love you like I know I can

 

But I’ve tried to break away and I’ve tried to make you stay and though you want to

There’s nothing more to say, you just don’t feel this way although you’ve tried to

We’ve tried to break away but we’re stuck inside our every day homes

You’ve tried to break away so you’ll be content to stay but you won’t

 

So you’re spinning, cold and lonely, now you’re dancing to a slow and sad tune

That’s turning you off and making you blue

Now you’re crying by the bed on which she laid down beside you

And told you her loving was through

And now she doesn’t need you

She doesn’t want you no more and you’ll never be sure

If it was you, or her, or somebody, somebody you’ve never met before

 

You don’t want me no more and I’m quite sure

It wasn’t you or me, it was somebody, somebody I’ve never met before

Open Book

On the right of an English highway, there’s a broken chain I threw

Out the window one autumn day when I was sad, thinking of you

And the leaves fell, gold and amber, ‘neath the oak I leaned upon

To forget what I’d been handed and how I’d been strung along

 

There’s an open book, a breeze, and a heart filled just with needs

What a waste I am, what a waste I am indeed

 

On the ground of a Boston blues bar, there’s a Polaroid you took

Back in 1967 when in your arms, I madly shook

And we were bold and young and prideful; didn’t know a pain or two

And God, I wish I could time travel so I could never bleed for you

 

There’s a singer near on her knees, with her words she begs and pleads

And she’s a sight to see, my darling, she’s a sight to see

There’s an open book, a breeze, and a heart filled just with needs

What a waste I am, what a waste I am indeed

 

There’s a light I’m yet to see and let’s hope it’s just for me

‘Cause what a waste I am and what a waste I’ve always been

There’s an open book, a breeze, and my heart filled just with needs

What a waste I am, what a waste I am indeed

The Hurting Scene

Baby you’ve been selfish, baby I’ve been had

Baby you’ve been fiendish, baby I’ve been sad

But honey we’re all just a little prone to that

 

I got my gloves from auction; you got your gloves brand new

I’ve had a few bad years now of being lost and blue

And you’re running on steam you’re yet to use

 

You’re living to get ahead someday

And the way you’re going, you’re bound to stay

The same old empty shell you’ve always been

Try living on the hurting scene

 

I went and told my mother, I went and told my friends

And I feel a little better when they bitch but then

I sleep alone at night, with my rage again

 

You’re living to get ahead someday

And the way you’re going, you’re bound to stay

The same old empty shell you’ve always been

Try living on the hurting scene

 

I canvassed our time and I framed it in my mind

And you betrayed it in spite

How dare I take the hand you gave and love you fearlessly everyday?

 

Babe I used to know you more than I knew myself

Now you’re a stranger to me and I need a little help

To understand that the man I came to love is actually somebody else

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