...Chris and I are no longer playing at 7th Avenue Bar & Grill in Midland. I heard the news today from my manager, who heard it from our agent, who heard it from the pub. Ouch... a little bit. Last year around May or June, Chris and I started playing at the Guildford hotel. It was unusual to say the least but the gig... worked. We had some cool people frequent a very characteristic pub and we had fun... it showed. We messed around so much during our set together that we usually only played about 4 or 5 songs. The crowd didn't seem to care, they were happy for the interaction I think. Then August 31st happened... The Guildford hotel burnt to a crispy shell in the wee hours of the Sunday night. We played on a Tuesday night, so we were without a gig; a gig we really enjoyed. Happiness came a fortnight later in the form of the 7th Avenue bar & grill. A family owned pub with a great restaurant and a nice vibe inside. They wanted to take the same show as the one from the Guildford. Awesome. We acquired another Tuesday residence. We didn't quite make a year there, but in that time we've met some really cool people. Father Andy Jackson who followed us willingly from the Guildford over to 7th... Andy & Mandy Osenton who I think are just too awesome, and got me to play their extremely funky as wedding... Tiny and Lyn who are a story unto themselves; they both breed dogs, big dogs, and have the doggy tattoos to match. Tiny has one of those 'ironic' nicknames because he is a mass of a man. Mohawk, tatts, black t-shirts, and a kill you glare... but he is such a nice chaperoony. Phil, Stewart and Chad... or Fellatio, Stewbot and ... well... Chad are also another story. Three mates that frequent the 7th on a regular basis. Very cool dudes with very doused livers. Phil works as a projectionist which is one of those jobs I was always fascinated with... being a movie lover I always wanted to do that... Stewbot works for Optus but works for the ladies a whole lot more... and Chad, well he's a footy lad with a few darker points to him than he lets on. A rapscallion on the outside, thoughtful insecure man on the inside. When you do a regular gig like that, it doesn't stay 'a gig' for long... it's more of a 'club' or something. As you can see, you get to know the regulars fairly well. It's never taken for granted. I reckon I'll miss the boys behind the bar quite a bit too. Josh, Ben and Lachy... severely cool dudes who were a little too accommodating to mine and Chris' alcoholic needs. So, there's no hard feelings... the economic times are what they are... I'm just a bit bummed I'm going to miss out on seeing some of my mates at 'the pub' on a regular basis. We'll be back there... mark my words. Love Court.
Posted: 2009-07-10 03:02:15Author:admin

When 'Big' hits the shelves, I'll sit in the back of an open top late sixties classic car and have confetti drizzled down from the tops of buildings. When 'Big' hits the shelves, Paul McCartney will call me and say 'Hey, I heard your album... it's great... we should hang out, eat tofu, record together and play Skipbo. When 'Big' hits the shelves, MacDonald's will change the name of their Big Mac to simply 'Big'. When you take the top part of the bun off, you'll distinctly hear 'Epaulettes'. It's all part of a cross media promotion. When 'Big' hits the shelves, everyone with one of those caution signs that reads 'Baby On Board' will change the sign to read 'Big On Board'... meaning that currently in their CD player... my album will be pumping out tasty and delicious melodies. When 'Big' hits the shelves, small planes will fly over the major cities in Australia with a banner in tow of a mobile phone number. When people ring the number they will hear a prerecorded message of Hillary Duff in tears declaring how incredible 'Big' is and how it has had a profound impact on her life... When 'Big' hits the shelves, one of the Wiggles will put on a noticeable amount of weight... when questioned about it in an interview, he will respond 'I love Courtney Murphy's album 'Big', this is my homage to him.' When 'Big' hits the shelves, a national holiday will be declared so we can all stay home and listen to 'Big'. On an aside, KRudd will pay careful attention to the lyrics and every time I say the word 'Everyday' on the album, he will drink a big shiny f*ck off Margarita in honour. I love our Prime Minister. When 'Big' hits the shelves, Dan Murphy's the liquor merchant stores will change their name for one day to 'Courtney Murphy's' and just sell Tequila, Triple sec, fresh lemon and lime, VB and my record. Oh and ice. When 'Big' hits the shelves, a big group of models will walk the streets and whenever they see someone wearing Epaulettes... give them a big kiss on their cheek. I believe a big group of models is referred to as a 'charm'... the same as a group of Hummingbirds. When 'Big' hits the shelves, the Australian cast of 'Chicago' will change the song 'All I Care About' to 'Thinking About You Naked'. When the song gets to the lyric '...and it's freaking me out like Jandek...' Jandek himself will actually walk from one side of the stage to the other, stopping in the middle to tip his hat and give the audience an unnerving creepy glare. When 'Big' hits the shelves, new rounds of ammunition will be issued to the troops in Iraq that when shot will produce a distinct whistling sound that sounds uncannily like the opening to 'She's Not One Of Those Girls'. When 'Big' hits the shelves, for a period of time the gambit 'Big Time' will be confusing to all hearing it... possibly because most people will think it is indeed the time of day when one must listen to their favourite ex-idol album. When 'Big' hits the shelves, I will drink from the crisp waters of the Te Waikoropupu Springs to cleanse my body and mind ready for the next album... which will be demanded heavily from me. J.K. Rowling will call me and invite me to join her seminar 'Expectations & Follow-ups: How To Avoid a Sophomore Slump'. Previous attendees of this seminar are Alanis Morissette, the writers of 'Lost' and 'Heroes'... and just recently... Dan Brown. I plan to doze off in the middle of said seminar. When 'Big' hits the shelves, I will hold a party. You're invited. This party will be called 'Album Launch'. Just for a wacky party name. I'll more than likely get my band to set up and play heaps of stuff... like the entire track listing of the album. I'll have copies of the album there, so I can sign a copy for your mum and have a photo with you... I know how the kids are into those things these days. The party will go... like... FOREVER...long. When 'Big' hits the shelves, I'll market a line of colourful little pebbles that you can scatter around your bathroom just before you have a dinner party... and when your guests ask 'what are those little colourful stones in your bathroom... you can answer 'Oh they're just little rocks in my head'. Not only will you be breaking the ice... you'll become a party favourite; and everyone will think you're cool because of your taste in music... and obviously your sense of humour. 'Barratuesdy'... there's one for free. When 'Big' hits the shelves, Rove will play the opening riff to 'The Actress' the next time a famous Hollywood actress walks out for an interview... ... ... that's actually not a bad one. Love Court.
Posted: 2009-07-06 21:22:47Author:admin

I apologise peoples. It's been way too long to be amusing... I've got heaps to talk about, but now is not the time... I promise within the next 48 hours I'll have a corker blog for you to read, but as it's 4:18am... I'm going to bed now... Big loves... from the big dude.
Posted: 2009-06-30 06:18:18Author:admin

I don't know who I've told and who I haven't so I figured I should just do a blog about it and then everyone knows.... COOL? Are we all going to be OK with that? Cripes Shirl, y'know I just try me hardest sometimes I do... So Bleu (he who is King) was over mixing my 'rekerd' and he mentioned that there might be a little room on my album for some extra vocals and that when he first listened to the tracks he thought it was a little reminiscent of Chicago with the horns and what not... So, he asked his good mate Jason Scheff if he'd sing on 'Salvation Jane'... Now, Jason Scheff for the last 24 years... has been the lead singer/ bass player of Chicago... CHICAGO people!!! When Peter Cetera left the band in 1985 Jason filled his rather large shoes... and how's this imagery for the analogy... Jason's toes have now poked holes in the ends of those shoes.. If you haven't gotten into Chicago... basically I say to you... WHAT?!? My last car (I refer to 'My Ex-Peugeot') was called 'Chicago'. It was 'Chic' it was a 'car' and it could definitely 'go'. Not only that, for about the first 9 or 10 months of owning the car, the 6 stacker CD player in the boot ONLY had Chicago discs in it. That's how much I'm into Chicago. So I digress... Bleu has done a rough 'Scheff' mix of 'Salvation' and sent it up in to the WWW for some love from Jason... WITHIN 24 hours that thing was back into Bleu's laptop with some absolutely sublime yet distinctive Scheff harmonies. Blown away is an understatement... understatement of the century.... uh? See what I did there? Not only has Jason Scheff heard my material, but he's SINGING ON IT!!! A couple of days later, Bleu did the same trick again, this time we had the track back within 12 hours of Jason getting it... unbelievable... I'm literally shaking my head while I'm writing this... So 'Second Best' and 'Salvation Jane' both have Jason Scheff singing on them. Which I think is just 'killer' as Bleu said all the time. Can't wait for you all to hear it. I just hope everyone gets a chance to... 'Big' being a REAL album and all. Not some 'one album wonder' fluff that comes and goes by the CD shelves... I want everyone to know... ... I'm no One Album Wonder. Love Court. P.s. Buy my album when it comes out?
Posted: 2009-06-12 15:24:57Author:admin

I wish I could draw. My Dad is a great drawer. Mum paints great, and I guess draws pretty damn well too. So many people I know draw really well... I can't draw to save my life. My Grandma Coral was a wood burner. We used to have one of her works hanging up in our house when I was a kid. Do you know the poem 'The Desiderata'? It stand for 'desired things' in Latin... anyway, this rather lengthy prose poem was calligraphically burned into a piece of wood, as well as a fantastic drawing of an old broken down cart if I remember rightly... man she could not only draw.. she could draw with a smouldering soldering iron in her firm little grasp. So it can't be that hard then in theory... if my frail little grandma could do it... so could I surely? Nope. I've tried drawing simple still life stuff, going back to high school days. Flowers and vases kinda stuff... I SUCK! Norman Rockwell.... I mean.... right? RigHT? That guy could draw... Yep... a drawing of exceptional realism. If I could draw, this would be the kinda stuff I would want to draw. And you know what? I'm sure there are people even in Australia that can draw in a very realistic way like Norman Rockwell... right? Surely in amongst 21 million we've got someone who can draw realistic yet ever-so-slightly caricatured drawings of people and places in Australia. I'm putting the challenge out there. If you can draw pretty damn well, why not give this style of drawing a go... I can't do it. Luckily I can write songs instead. That's a consolation prize I'm afraid. Wish I could draw. Love Court.
Posted: 2009-06-07 16:07:40Author:admin