It's time to shake things up. For those sick of my references to Melbourne's Weddings Parties Anything, what can I say? I'm incorrigible, I'm the Jehovah's Witness who won't leave your door. I'm the used car salesman who won't accept "No". I'm sure Ed and Mick will provide other analogies. Hey Ed, at least I'm not pushing Bob Hillman this time.

Here's the song's set-up, escaped convicts in Tasmania, hunger and mutual suspicion develop, in A Tale They Won't Believe. Best damn cannibalism song ever! Turn up your bloody speakers and scare and spouse and kids.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OnNqxI5EdiI&feature=related

Peter T.