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Sing a little ditty with Sadie, the all singing all dancing queen of the burgeoning underground show tunes scene. Her songs hark back to the war years, a simpler time, when singing prowess was often overlooked favouring instead sharp and biting lyrics centred on drinking, dancing and prostitutes long passed their used by date, sung and danced with all the skill and execution of Florence Foster Jenkins.

Singing Sadie



01 lets say we call her lil 1:45
02 Everyone In Town Wants You Dead 1:58
03 If You Seek A Lady 1:58
04 I Can't Dance 1:35
05 'Til Drink Do Us Part 2:02
06 Baby I Am Not Your Lady 2:24
07 Put Down The Carving Knife 1:55
08 Let's Call 'er Lil 1:45



"Meet Sadie – hailing from the East Coast, she’s just your average all-singing, all-dancing cabaret fruitcake. With her OTT cat scratch voice and brash, nihilistic attitude, she reminds us just why the depression was named so – her spiky little showtunes are like gems gathering dust, on a mantle-piece in some far-off locale. She is so removed from everything that’s going on in pop today yet still she remains uniquely captivating and her tunes have all the dirty attraction of old-time jazz. She is one part Poly Styrene to one part Eraserhead radiator lady – she’s beauty and beast combined. Watch out for her tap shoes because it’d surely sting like a bee if she swung a roundhouse to your shins. Not very really ‘ladylike’ now, but thank heaven’s Sadie’s here to smash your expectations channeling all the misplaced cheeriness of the 1930s. A timeless oddball with no limits and limited dignity. Time machines do so exist!" - Adrian Trajstman.


“This Australian one-woman-show sings in an out-of-control voice that doesn't always hit the "right" notes (but they're usually close enough) humorously dirty lyrics over old big-band records. And then, maybe half-way thru each tune...she tap dances. Well, she tries. It's kind of the dancing equivalent of her singing, like someone randomly dropping silverware on a hard floor.” – WMFU.


"When golden oldies meets golden showers…Songs For Swingers, Sydney-based performer/tap dancer/potty mouth Singing Sadie's debut release, is a highly entertaining seven track trip down that seedy inner city street known as memory lane. With musical accompaniment courtesy of a wide array of 1930s big band records and her tap dancing skills as percussion, Singing Sadie draws the listener into a bawdy world filled with cheerfully miserable tales of haggard old prostitutes, alcoholism, STIs and rejection; as tracks like Put Down The Carving Knife and ‘Til Drink Do Us Part would suggest. Her voice lies distinctly within that endearing/irritating fine line (personally, I’m in the former camp), but either way her vocals only add to the charm of Songs For Swingers. Honestly, would lyrics such as 'Dance because you're chirpy, I hope you get herpes, I'd like to see an axe inside your head' (from opening cut Everyone In Town Wants You Dead) work on ANY level when sung by some personality-devoid octave crazy diva? I think not. One for both the youngins’ and the grandparents, because the musical introductions on each track are long enough to sweet talk the oldies into leaving you their inheritance, before the vocals come in to give them a shock-induced heart attack." - ANDREW TUTTLE