Track: Ned Kelly in the Haunted Estate Artist: Franky Windmills Album: Haunted Estate (Style: Very slow lo-fi hip-hop dub, booming subterranean sub-bass, eerie Clint Eastwood style melodica hook, heavy vinyl crackle, metallic armor clanks, and sleepy, deadpan Gorillaz-style vocals) (Intro - Heavy vinyl crackle, a haunting melodica riff drifting through tape-delay, accompanied by slow, heavy iron footsteps: CLANG... CLANG... CLANG...) "Yeah... knocked on the door at midnight... A ghost in full body armor... Franky Windmills... Ned Kelly’s in the living room..." [Verse 1 - Sleepy, deadpan talk-singing over a slow dub-beat] Floating through the hallway, metallic and cold Sitting on my sofa with a story to be told Takes off his iron helmet, drops it on the floor Said "The police in Glenrowan were an absolute bore" He’s sitting in my spookhuis, pouring out some tea Explaining nineteenth-century outlaw history Got a phantom bushranger living in my space Telling tales of shootout scenes with a straight face I asked "Do you want a snack or a glass of red wine?" He said "Nah mate, just a bulletproof mind!" [Chorus - Floating, dazy chorus with wide tape-delay reverb and layered vocals] Ned Kelly in the haunted house, sitting in the dark Spinning outlaw stories, leaving his mark I ain't happy, I'm feeling fine Got iron armor and ghosts on the mind Yeah, the bushranger's talking late into the night... Underneath the flickering hallway light... [Verse 2 - Sharper, fast-spoken delivery with echoing rimshots and deep sub-bass] He told me 'bout the siege and the iron armor plate How he forged his own helmet just to fight against fate Spitting campfire stories while my ceiling starts to drip Taking quiet sips from an old hip flask on his hip He said "Franky, these walls got their own kind of stress Maatschappij is corrupt, life’s a big mess They put ropes round our necks, try to keep us in line But a specter in iron stays free all the time" I just nodded my head, leaned back in my chair Listening to an outlaw talking to the air! [Melodica Solo - The iconic, melancholic melodica theme plays slowly over heavy tape-delays, a deep thumping sub-bass, and subtle echoes of clanking iron] [Bridge - Music drops to just a deep bassline, soft hi-hats, and a tired whisper] Sun’s coming up... Mist on the floor... Ned stands up... Walks to the door... (Sound of a heavy iron helmet being lifted and clicked into place: CLANG-CLICK!) "Such is life, Franky." [Chorus - Full band explodes back in with rich, lo-fi warmth and layered vocals] Ned Kelly in the haunted house, sitting in the dark Spinning outlaw stories, leaving his mark I ain't happy, I'm feeling fine Got iron armor and ghosts on the mind Yeah, the bushranger's talking late into the night... Underneath the flickering hallway light... [Outro - Slow dub fade out with echoing melodica riff, vinyl noise, and heavy iron footsteps receding] Ned Kelly... Haunted Estate... Franky Windmills... Out! (Fade to silence)
