Enjoy.
(photo of this beautiful Vancouver skyline taken by my friend Niki Shirazian)
Monday, February 27, 2012
Saturday, February 25, 2012
Friday, February 24, 2012
Why
Why
Why can't you try to be happy?
Why must you always be sad?
Why spend your only life waiting
to have what you know you can have?
Why spend your only life hoping?
What a torture to be always blue, darling
Why spend your only life waiting
to do what you know you can do?
What's the worst thing that could possibly happen
to you?
Mmm
Why spend your only life hopin',
What a torture to be always blue, darlin'
Why spend your only life waiting
To do what you know you can do?
Why spend your only life waiting
To do what you know you can do?
Ooh
- Josh Ritter
From the forthcoming EP "Bringing In The Darlings", available on February 21.
Marilyn Manson & The Spooky Kids - After School Special (Demo)
Apparently this was the fourth cassette the band were to sell publicly. Recorded and released in December of 1991.
The cover features a photograph of a young Jeffrey Dahmer.
1. Negative Three
I think this is a really good example of what MM & The Spooky Kids were all about, albeit being straightforward and having no special effects (like voice samples and all that). And it's strange because this reminds me of Warner's later work (circa Eat Me, Drink Me). I hope you enjoy listening this song as much as I do. His voice sounds really good here.
Give me your hand I'll never
Give you flowers
Your touch can't begin to
Satisfy my...
I can't save you from me this time
You can't save you
Nothing comes between you and I
Don't know what you see
In my negativity
I know, you know
It's one part you three parts me, yeah
Don't know what you see
In my negativity
I know, you know
Three parts me
Show me your scars
Show me your broken mirrors
Your dreams can't begin to
Satisfy my...
I can't save you from me this time
You can't hide from me
Can't hide what's inside
In your mind
Don't know what you see
In my negativity
I know, you know
It's one part you three parts me, yeah
Don't know what you see
In my negativity
I know, you know
Three parts me
Don't know what you see
In my negativity
I know, you know
It's one part you three parts me, yeah
Don't know what you see
In my negativity
I know, you know
It's one part you three parts me, yeah
Don't know what you see
In my negativity
Always has and always will be
Three parts me...
Three parts me...
2. Lunchbox
This is the first demo of Lunchbox, a later version (they changed the intro and the chorus entirely [making them much better, in this blogger's opinion]) of which would appear on Portrait of an American Family.
I could not get around embedding the song, so click on this link to hear it in a a song-sharing website
Why don't you eat these!
Shut up! I'm making my lunch!
Shut up! I'm making my lunch!
Bring you down
I'm making my lunch!
I'm making my lunch!
On we plow
The big bully try to stick his finger in my chest
Try to tell me tell me he's the best
But I don't really give a good god damn cause
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well now
Now, I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well now
Now, I got the on we plow!
On we plow
On we plow
Some day, I wanna grow up to be
A big time rock and roll star
So no one fucks with me, yeah
Shut up! I'm making my lunch! I'm making my lunch!
I got the pencils in my pocket try to put me down
Want to go out gotta get down
To the playground gonna throw down at the playground
I wanna go out
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker
Pow pow pow
Pow pow pow
Pow pow pow
Pow pow pow
Some day, I wanna grow up to be
A big time rock and roll star
So no one fucks with me, yeah
Some day, I wanna grow up to be
A big time rock and roll star
So no one fucks with me
Some day, I wanna grow up to be
A big time rock and roll star
So no one fucks with me, yeah
3. Choklit Factory
This references Dahmer's (the notorious Milwaukee serial killer) working at Ambrosia Chocolate Factory and his monstrous murders. And it's a psychedelic horror-film type of song; sends chills down my spine as I listen and read the lyrics.
The samples in the song are from the movie Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory.
He sought salvation
In the darkness of the choklit
Sweets soaked insecurities
And sugar teased his need to kill
Peel back, the faces
We hide within our choklit shell
Some know indulgence
Some know and some go much too far
Where's the-where's the choklit?
They came hypnotized by
The promise in his somber grin
He saw s-s-s-something
In the weakness of their skin
Peel back, the faces
We hide within our choklit shell
Some know indulgence
Some know and some go much too far
Little suprises around every corner but nothing too dangerous
Is it raining is it snowing?
Is a hurricane a blowing?
Not a speck of light is showing
So the danger must be growing
Are the fires of hell a glowing?
Is the grizzly reaper mowing?
Yes the danger must be growing
For the rowers keep on rowing
Not showing signs of slowing
Any sign that they are slowing
Faster faster faster faster
Faster faster faster faster
Faster faster faster faster
Faster faster faster faster
Jeff saved for later
His prizes of iniquity
Polaroids to covet
And bones to hide in 213
Peel back, the faces
We hide within our choklit shell
Some know indulgence
Some know and some go...
4. Cyclops
A later version of Cyclops also appeared on Marilyn Manson's debut full-length album, Portrait of an American Family.
I think this version is much stronger though, as the vocals sound really sinister, yet unstable, and it's all basically a dark, raw and eerie nightmare.
And Berkowitz's guitar really comes out into the foreground here. I've always liked his style.
We are all evil inside
We are all evil inside
Cyclops woman got one eye in her head
Mascera-clotted vision she is fed
Cyclops woman can't see nothing at all
She got a pin-prick spiral hole
We are all We are all evil inside
She can't see nothing, nothing at all
She can't see nothing, nothing at all
Cyclops woman dying in her shell
Guilt got her trapped in nailed in well
Cyclops woman is the eye of the world
Who's reflection's in the re-ti-na?
She paints her eyes blackest of all
She paints her eyes blackest of all
Dialate
Dialate
We are all evil inside
We are all evil inside
We are all evil inside
We are all evil inside
I noticed all their demo tapes had strange stuff written in the credits
The After School Special liner notes end thusly:
ADDITIONAL PRAISE GO TO THE FOLLOWING FOR
INSPIRATION AND OR GUIDANCE.
dr. suess
willy wonka
little richard (the night stalker)
william s. burroughs
samie youth
jeff dalmer
scooby doo
charles manson
The cover features a photograph of a young Jeffrey Dahmer.
1. Negative Three
I think this is a really good example of what MM & The Spooky Kids were all about, albeit being straightforward and having no special effects (like voice samples and all that). And it's strange because this reminds me of Warner's later work (circa Eat Me, Drink Me). I hope you enjoy listening this song as much as I do. His voice sounds really good here.
Give me your blood, your tears
Your high school pictures
Your words can't begin to
Satisfy my needs
Your high school pictures
Your words can't begin to
Satisfy my needs
Give you flowers
Your touch can't begin to
Satisfy my...
I can't save you from me this time
You can't save you
Nothing comes between you and I
Don't know what you see
In my negativity
I know, you know
It's one part you three parts me, yeah
Don't know what you see
In my negativity
I know, you know
Three parts me
Show me your scars
Show me your broken mirrors
Your dreams can't begin to
Satisfy my...
I can't save you from me this time
You can't hide from me
Can't hide what's inside
In your mind
Don't know what you see
In my negativity
I know, you know
It's one part you three parts me, yeah
Don't know what you see
In my negativity
I know, you know
Three parts me
Don't know what you see
In my negativity
I know, you know
It's one part you three parts me, yeah
Don't know what you see
In my negativity
I know, you know
It's one part you three parts me, yeah
Don't know what you see
In my negativity
Always has and always will be
Three parts me...
Three parts me...
2. Lunchbox
This is the first demo of Lunchbox, a later version (they changed the intro and the chorus entirely [making them much better, in this blogger's opinion]) of which would appear on Portrait of an American Family.
I could not get around embedding the song, so click on this link to hear it in a a song-sharing website
Why don't you eat these!
Shut up! I'm making my lunch!
Shut up! I'm making my lunch!
Bring you down
I'm making my lunch!
I'm making my lunch!
On we plow
The big bully try to stick his finger in my chest
Try to tell me tell me he's the best
But I don't really give a good god damn cause
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well now
Now, I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well now
Now, I got the on we plow!
On we plow
On we plow
Some day, I wanna grow up to be
A big time rock and roll star
So no one fucks with me, yeah
Shut up! I'm making my lunch! I'm making my lunch!
I got the pencils in my pocket try to put me down
Want to go out gotta get down
To the playground gonna throw down at the playground
I wanna go out
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker
Pow pow pow
Pow pow pow
Pow pow pow
Pow pow pow
Some day, I wanna grow up to be
A big time rock and roll star
So no one fucks with me, yeah
Some day, I wanna grow up to be
A big time rock and roll star
So no one fucks with me
Some day, I wanna grow up to be
A big time rock and roll star
So no one fucks with me, yeah
3. Choklit Factory
This references Dahmer's (the notorious Milwaukee serial killer) working at Ambrosia Chocolate Factory and his monstrous murders. And it's a psychedelic horror-film type of song; sends chills down my spine as I listen and read the lyrics.
The samples in the song are from the movie Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory.
There was strange was a man there, I think he was the Tinker
He was standing right behind me looking up at the factory
Just before he left he said
"Nobody every goes in, and nobody every comes out"
He was standing right behind me looking up at the factory
Just before he left he said
"Nobody every goes in, and nobody every comes out"
Where's the choklit? Where's the choklit? Where's the choklit?
One boy entertained by
The torments of another soul
Touching was confusing
And he found he was all alone
The torments of another soul
Touching was confusing
And he found he was all alone
He sought salvation
In the darkness of the choklit
Sweets soaked insecurities
And sugar teased his need to kill
Peel back, the faces
We hide within our choklit shell
Some know indulgence
Some know and some go much too far
Where's the-where's the choklit?
They came hypnotized by
The promise in his somber grin
He saw s-s-s-something
In the weakness of their skin
Peel back, the faces
We hide within our choklit shell
Some know indulgence
Some know and some go much too far
Little suprises around every corner but nothing too dangerous
Is it raining is it snowing?
Is a hurricane a blowing?
Not a speck of light is showing
So the danger must be growing
Are the fires of hell a glowing?
Is the grizzly reaper mowing?
Yes the danger must be growing
For the rowers keep on rowing
Not showing signs of slowing
Any sign that they are slowing
Faster faster faster faster
Faster faster faster faster
Faster faster faster faster
Faster faster faster faster
Jeff saved for later
His prizes of iniquity
Polaroids to covet
And bones to hide in 213
Peel back, the faces
We hide within our choklit shell
Some know indulgence
Some know and some go...
4. Cyclops
A later version of Cyclops also appeared on Marilyn Manson's debut full-length album, Portrait of an American Family.
I think this version is much stronger though, as the vocals sound really sinister, yet unstable, and it's all basically a dark, raw and eerie nightmare.
And Berkowitz's guitar really comes out into the foreground here. I've always liked his style.
We are all evil inside
We are all evil inside
Cyclops woman got one eye in her head
Mascera-clotted vision she is fed
Cyclops woman can't see nothing at all
She got a pin-prick spiral hole
We are all We are all evil inside
She can't see nothing, nothing at all
She can't see nothing, nothing at all
Cyclops woman dying in her shell
Guilt got her trapped in nailed in well
Cyclops woman is the eye of the world
Who's reflection's in the re-ti-na?
She paints her eyes blackest of all
She paints her eyes blackest of all
Dialate
Dialate
We are all evil inside
We are all evil inside
We are all evil inside
We are all evil inside
I noticed all their demo tapes had strange stuff written in the credits
The After School Special liner notes end thusly:
ADDITIONAL PRAISE GO TO THE FOLLOWING FOR
INSPIRATION AND OR GUIDANCE.
dr. suess
willy wonka
little richard (the night stalker)
william s. burroughs
samie youth
jeff dalmer
scooby doo
charles manson
Top 5 R.E.M. for Feb 24
5. Radio Free Europe
4. The One I Love
3. Drive
2. Nightswimming
1. Imitation of Life
4. The One I Love
3. Drive
2. Nightswimming
1. Imitation of Life
Ilko Birov - I Want You
the I Want You song
I want you
baby, I want you for good
I may not know what that entails
But I'll figure it out, and if that's all I ever do
I'll do it
I want you
darling, I want you and it hurts
If I don't live for the moment, why am I really here?
Anyway..
You know? Just to try and find the words
To say
I've been alone, got pushed around, have no intention
of letting your heart down, like the droplets of water
on your windshield
Went to the bridge, that lion's gate. Saw everything
flash behind these eyes , was so surprised.
Then I realized
I need you
dearest friend, I need you and I can't let go
It's every time I turn, every crowded space
Just your face I see
My heart belongs to something
that isn't there
'Cause my heart belongs to something that just
isn't there.
I want you
baby, I want you for good
I may not know what that entails
But I'll figure it out, and if that's all I ever do
I'll do it
I want you
darling, I want you and it hurts
If I don't live for the moment, why am I really here?
Anyway..
You know? Just to try and find the words
To say
I've been alone, got pushed around, have no intention
of letting your heart down, like the droplets of water
on your windshield
Went to the bridge, that lion's gate. Saw everything
flash behind these eyes , was so surprised.
Then I realized
I need you
dearest friend, I need you and I can't let go
It's every time I turn, every crowded space
Just your face I see
My heart belongs to something
that isn't there
'Cause my heart belongs to something that just
isn't there.
Monday, February 20, 2012
Monday, February 13, 2012
Crash
Crash Boom Splat,
above your head
Crash Boom Tiss
to your right and
to your left
You turn your head whilst complaining
My rebuttal pierces your ear
It's a sad, sappy story
Should have from round 1 been made clear
My heart sinks and explodes into itself
I have seen a man drop dead today
The baby has woken up
Oh dear, oh dear
above your head
Crash Boom Tiss
to your right and
to your left
You turn your head whilst complaining
My rebuttal pierces your ear
It's a sad, sappy story
Should have from round 1 been made clear
My heart sinks and explodes into itself
I have seen a man drop dead today
The baby has woken up
Oh dear, oh dear
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Saturday, February 11, 2012
high fidelity five
'Have you got any soul?' a woman asks the next afternoon. That depends, I feel like saying; some days yes, some days no. A few days ago I was right out; now I've got loads, too much, more than I can handle. I wish I could spread it a bit more evenly, I want to tell her, get a better balance, but I can't seem to get it sorted. I can see she wouldn't be interested in my internal stock control problems though, so I simply point to where I keep the soul I have, right by the exit, just next to the blues.
- read in Nick Hornby's High Fidelity
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
You're Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go (2)
I never thought I would share a Miley Cyrus performance or song on my blog, but then again, who could have known she would sing this Dylan classic so well?
Check out this fantastic collection of Bob Dylan songs for Amnesty International: Amnesty USA
For a more laid-back, jazzy version of this song, check out Madeleine Peyroux's version.
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Trying
Search for an angel
Go high and low
Try to find it
before morning comes
Call up Larissa
Tell her she's sweet
Ask her to come over
Think of a song you like
Change the words a bit
Try to change somebody's mind
Tell yourself you're somebody
and nobody at the same time
Don't get lost
Happens all the time
Shout out from the back porch
Shout out from the back porch
Don't make too much noise though
Breath smells bad
feels like acid
You turn her on
Keep your money and your jacket
Get back
Close your eyes and lay down
You're a lamplight on a snowy street
Where only half the lamplights are
alright
Go high and low
Try to find it
before morning comes
Call up Larissa
Tell her she's sweet
Ask her to come over
Think of a song you like
Change the words a bit
Try to change somebody's mind
Tell yourself you're somebody
and nobody at the same time
Don't get lost
Happens all the time
Shout out from the back porch
Shout out from the back porch
Don't make too much noise though
Breath smells bad
feels like acid
You turn her on
Keep your money and your jacket
Get back
Close your eyes and lay down
You're a lamplight on a snowy street
Where only half the lamplights are
alright
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Ilko Birov - Simply More (Tremolo)
Sigh, see you tonight
Sigh
Ah, look through my window
Sunny snowflakes wait
You will come around and knock me off the ground
Sigh
I am feeling lost, never to be found
Sigh
The Song
Sigh
Ah, look through my window
Sunny snowflakes wait
You will come around and knock me off the ground
Sigh
I am feeling lost, never to be found
Sigh
The Song
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