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A Scourer from Mataura

 
Jon Gadsby      c. 1973


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This is a teenage university student's half-belittling, half-awestruck account of his first experience of the factory worker's life, working as a freezing-worker in a small rural New Zealand town during the Vietnam war era.   

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Mataura, Southland, Godzone Land

We don't drink Martinis in Mataura
Fancy city clothes are never seen
We don't have no comforts in Mataura
'Cos we like living rough and being keen.

 

We don't have no rock-band-playing hippies
We can't tolerate their kind at all
You can hear the music of Mataura
Slim Dusty at the Gore Young Farmers' Ball.

              

And I'm proud to be a scourer from Mataura
A place where life is good and living's free
A bloke can wear his singlet in the lounge bar
Singing God Defend New Zealand and D.B.

 

We don't have intellectuals in Mataura
Encouraging the usage of the brain
The folks here can't afford to do much thinking
They always end up crippled from the strain.

 
                    Mataura mill workers 1973

And I'm proud to be a scourer from Mataura
A place where life is good and living's free
A bloke can wear his singlet in the lounge bar
Singing God Defend New Zealand and D.B.

                 
Mataura freezing workers 1925                    

We don't stand for poofters in Mataura
Our men are weak on brain but big on brawn
We like to keep our women in the kitchen
And weekends let them out to mow the lawns.

                    

And I'm proud to be a scourer from Mataura
A place where life is good and living's free
A bloke can wear his singlet in the lounge bar
Singing God Defend New Zealand and D.B.
Singing God Defend New Zealand and D.B.
In Mataura, down in Southland, Godzone land.

 Godzone Land - the Mataura River headwaters    

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C We don't drink Martinis in Mataura
Fancy city clothes are never G seen
We don't have no comforts in Mataura
'Cos we like living rough and being C keen.

We don't have no rock-band-playing hippies
We can't tolerate their kind at G all
You can hear the music of Mataura
Slim Dusty at the Gore Young Farmers' C Ball    

And I'm proud to be a scourer from Mataura
 A place where life is good and living's G free
A bloke can wear his singlet in the lounge bar
Singing God Defend New Zealand and Dee C Bee
D
We don't have intellectuals in Mataura
Encouraging the usage of the A brain
The folks here can't afford to do much thinking
They always end up crippled from the D strain.

And I'm proud to be a scourer from Mataura
A place where life is good and living's A free
A bloke can wear his singlet in the lounge bar
Singing God Defend New Zealand and Dee D Bee
E
We don't stand for poofters in Mataura
Our men are weak on brain but big on B7 brawn
We like to keep our women in the kitchen
And weekends let them out to mow the E lawns.
       
And I'm proud to be a scourer from Mataura
 A place where life is good and living's B7 free
A bloke can wear his singlet in the lounge bar
Singing God Defend New Zealand and Dee C Bee
E7
Singing God Defend New Zealand and Dee C Bee
E7
In Mataura, down in Southland, Godzone E land.
From the Taieri High School Songbook
(Taieri Print, 1984)      

Mataura

The Mataura River flows from the Garvie Mountains and across the Southland plains between Gore and Invercargill. A waterfall on the river supplied electricity and rinsing water for a paper mill built in the 1870s on the east side of the falls. 

In 1893 a livestock butchering and export freezing works was built on the west side of the falls. The small town of Mataura grew up to service these industrial plants and to house the men working there.

The paper mill closed in 2000 and its workers moved to a new medium-density fibreboard plant nearby, but the freezing works has been rebuilt and enlarged, and is now huge.


Alliance Freezing Works, Mataura

Scourers at Mataura

One of the hardest jobs at the freezing works is wool pulling, removing the fleece from the pelt so it can be washed clean. The pelts are painted with a mixture of sodium sulphide and lime on the skin side, and left overnight for the solution to destroy the roots of the wool. The word puller is a misnomer as, in fact, the wool is pushed off the skin as it lies over the curved 'beam' board. Apart from the physical effort required, the man's importance lies in his skill at accurately classing the wool. Unfortunately the photos below do not capture the smell or noise in that concrete tomb.


 
Wool-pullers, Mataura Freezing Works, 1984.
Mike Jones, Les Palmer, Gary Phillips, Don Sutherland, John Coster, Dale Cameron and Kevin Williamson.


Kevin Williamson, (closest to camera) John Coster, Les Palmer and Don Sutherland.


Jon Gadsby

John Gadsby was born in Derbyshire, England, in 1953, and when his family migrated to New Zealand, he went to school in Invercargill. In 1971 he went to Dunedin to study law at the University of Otago, and in the university holidays he worked at the Mataura Freezing Works.

Scourer in Mataura was a boastful but bemused account of his time at Mataura, and he sang this song in the university Capping Revue in 1973. It was later recorded (by John Hore?) and played on the radio.

Finding more satisfaction in writing, communication and comedy than in law, Gadsby dropped out of university part way through his final year, and went to work at Radio Otago. He entered television with David McPhail in the comedy A Week of It in 1977-79, before the pair went on to the successful and long-running political satire McPhail and Gadsby.

He wrote many more brilliant songs (and sketches, articles, children's books. etc), but the best-remembered is his very early Scourer. He died of cancer in 2015.

A Scourer From Mataura

Gadsby's Scourer is a New Zealand adaptation of Merle Haggard's Okie From Muskogee. In 1969, at the height of the anti-Vietnam War protests, Haggard and his band members passed by Muskogee in their bus, on their way to a concert for army officers at a military base, and after cracking jokes about the place ("I bet they don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee, eh! Heheh"), they composed Okie From Muskogee as a spoof in about 15 minutes.

But when they sang it to the soldiers that night, their audience started whooping and cheering, and came up on stage demanding they sing it again, ...and again, ...and again. The Silent Majority were no longer silent. It was songwriter Haggard's worst ever song, and his biggest ever hit. Telegraph

Young Jon Gadsby would have been influenced by the same songs and similar protests in New Zealand. He was still an Invercargill teenager and Dunedin law student when he began earning money to pay for his studies by working in the scouring plant at the Mataura freezing works, where he would have been teased for his dress and attitudes by the full-time workers there.

Like Haggard, Gadsby wrote his verses for the university capping revue as a joke, mocking their anti-intellectualism, but as an acute observer and communicator, he caught the factory workers' lifestyle perfectly, showing how sacrificing 2000 hours a year in a noisome concrete tomb (where they had to close off their brains to stay sane) gave them access to a simple communal lifestyle, and a home in a beautiful land amidst wonderful rivers and mountains. God's own land indeed.

Consequently Scourer from Mataura became an anthem for small town factory workers, has stayed the best-remembered of Gadsby's works, and is why its lyrics were printed in a South Island high school’s songbook.

And unwittingly, it is also the proud boast of a lad who has done the hard graft of a real money-earning adult job for the first time, thus becoming a real man.

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