For fear of everything the ancient pilgrim moaned
Alive forever brings whatever else was loaned
There is a specialty that no one does dare speak
Here in the aftermath of creaking banshee shrieks
Inside your crumbled world know you're not alone
Outside the insular lonely people roam
Dreamers and malcontents and rebels scared to win
If even everywhere there's that humming din
Like a bird with everything insaide
Plummets shivering shores collide
If it ain't true than we're forever blue
If it is I must oblige
I feel so bad you see 'cause I can't get wat I want
With the assumption that our languages just taunt
Here on peripheral like lightening in the sea
And forged in question marks a language I can't speak
Hell, man, it's everywhere a humming tired ennui
Of shit that's happenstance we're chosen randomly
Directions all a joke salvation is a lie
Flyin' like a bird, you see, says "say hey bye bye."
Like a bird that soars across the sky
Keep on flying 'til we die
A new born curse
A worn out universe
Love and life fall from my eyes yeah
Embrionic sludge suck it down tonight
Down the delusion make you feel alright
Just don't wanna know just don't want to see
Just don't want to care just don't want to be
Listen, man, I dig everything is wrong
Such a stupid thought put it in a song
It's a pennt ante world that don't amount to shit
Ain't got the guts to die so numb yourself to it
Here's to you again
Pain will never end
Time to say "goodbye and hello nanobytes"
Let them pull the load you have earned that right
With everything you done and everything you know
Give yourself to it you deserve it tho
You won't come back again
Won't feel anything
Let that tonic breath let it fill your soul
Let it make that real let it gain control
Here's to nowhere friends
Never ever ends
She hates her clothes and so she walks around with nothing on
She's all butt naked at the mall she gets arrested, son
Spends the night in jail
Only thing she wears
Is just the ti foil on her head
The shrink think's she's crazy so he tries to fill her head with drugs
He don't believe the foil transmissions from her kitchen rug
Wall to wall by the sink
Don't make no sense
Just another reason she's insane
She tells the shrink exactly just what he does want to hear
Her plans have gotten bigger and she sees her time is near
Hit's a temporal note
A subsonic wave
And now the doctors are her slaves
Tin Foil Girl she knows exactly how to make some money fast
Makes the doctors clone a formula that makes the highs just last
Sells it to the numb' Cause they hate their lives
Just enough to start her own damn bank
When she multiplies the algorythm it's now on its own
Keeps on making shit be new it knows the sequence of the clone
Tin Foil gets her cut
Parties like it's life
And then becomes the president
She gives a speech up on the mall in downtown Washington
Just tin foil on her head and nothing else got no clothes on
Cut's her promo well
Hits the buller points
The pundits duly play their parts
Because she's turned us into marks
And only did it for a lark
We need a second Noah's Ark
Yeah
Well if it's true
Then she'll force it out of her mind
Congratulations
Fucking up for the umpteenth time
They say it's wrong
Spaceships guns and boobies ain't got no home
But it's a song
Can't forget the future when the past ain't ever known
She has an Elvis on her dashboard and a Dawn in pendant heart
And a dog tag of a fella who was there to play a part
When she spreads her legs and kisses everything goes down in flames
Just because it's life and death don't mean that this here ain't a game
Well had she known
She never would have entered but then she did anyway
Infatuation
That's for little punk ass mealy mouth with nothing much to say
But then that's us
Just a bunch of followers just glad to be alive
It's in the rulebook
Right after the chapter that says how to shuck and jive
Gimme a one shot dagger
Destined to blow my mind
No in between
Either the top or the bottom line
Singing on down the line
Spaceships
Guns
And boobies
On the interstate Charlene was just a rebel
Wrong as long as you're the one carrying a badge
In the aftermath of that sky blue El Camino
When she took one hell but it didn't hurt too bad
Now a polarized consensus leaves a girl without her senses
The aftermath was thus as much as but
She fought for what
Just to make it clear Charlene's Remote Control
You could see this swerve like a heel turn telegraphed
If you didn't know the scent of burnt rubella
Has a healing cypher and a myth just do the math
chorus
in the place where the bison thunders echo
lead that fuel gas her up and get go oh no
So the time space loop in the multiverse of stoners
Making stories up so the moon becomes the sun
Here's a reprobate sexier than Cleopatra
Let her fill your lungs up and smoke that son-a-gun
chorus
Fifty damn years on down the road
I was driving late at night
Under pollution lights
But it didn't stop the sun from coming up
To interrupt
Everything I seen
And everyone I known
My young self stumbled by
Too drunk too wonder why
Ain't no stars in the sky for the nowhere ones
That never won
Beat you black and blue
Bleed a drop or two
I see it in my sights
I glimpse it in the night
I don't know what is right for the nowhere ones
That never won
We're the nowhere ones
That just begun
00 Otis Redding
05 It's the science fiction western.
10 If there's ten songs he put a shaker on nine of them.
15 ...And he played in the Sprouts?
20 Paul bought it.
25 That was for six!
30 It just doesn't feel right.
35 Nothing is to be dismissed.
40 It might not be my chair.
45 You have some riffs.
50 I smoked pot at the first Circle 9 practice.
55 They were surfing in Tahiti.
60 He...he...he...he....
05 - "They're not in the teens."
10 - "Don't talk about it. You just got to do it."
15 - "Twenty years ago it was an island."
20 - "Interdimensional is more along the lines of what's going on."
25 - "...I don't recommend psychedelics to those people."
30 - "Double you, oh, oh, ee, are; 'wooder.'"
35 - "I can dig through my bag and find it."
40 - "I found my notebook from 2003."
45 - "You're doing sepia toned nostalgia."
50 - "January 31st (2003) the Ottobar Clash Tribute Show.
55 - "I got 7 gigs listed on here. I am a nerd."
00 - "That's how I roll, man. I'm a songwriter."
BLOOD
Roam, suckers, roam through the markets of Chin Pau
With you races full of hope and your pockets full of dollars
Roam, suckers, roam with the freedom of life blood
Sucking face with grace in a love that's blessed by turmoil
Mourn, sucker, mourn 'cause you spit on family blood
And you turned your back on Momma, she never turned her back on you
Mourn, sucker, mourn with your shoulder slinging nine
And that bullet by your heart which your brother broke on purpose
Roam, sucker, roam
Laugh, sucker, laugh, 'cause revenge is blood that boils
And the reason why it is is the reason why we're here
Laugh, sucker, laugh 'cause your life's a twisted mess
Let's look back in anger to how we got here
Roam, sucker, roam
Oh, precious blood
Relinquishing its hold on what's to be
Oh precious blood
New day rising bloody still blood still bloody still
Blood flows through our veins
Picture - "Blood Heart" by Philip Roberts
Dave - vocals, guitars
Brian - bass, engineering, mixing
Andy - drums, percussion
Ian - mastering
THE TALE OF THE EL CAMINO
The tale of the El Camino
She's waltzing and drafting on air
Time and relative dimension in space
With a consciousness tied to my hair
With the breeding of an overhand punch
That pukes up a paisley gold flight
In the form of a youthful arachnid
Opportunity's also called plight
Around and away we go in the bed of an old Chevrolet
Straightening the hill flattening the curve
Doing it all night and day
Okay
Some say that the car has a conscience
Some simply say that she's a truck
Stock 305 bolstered by a warp drive
And a temporal matrix of luck
Remote Control found her in the portal
But she's been around lo many years
Here's what she did 'fore the Big Opera Grid
Just a matter of grinding them gears
Chorus
Dave - guitars, mandolin, vocals
Brian -bass, engineering, mixing
Andy - drums, percussion
Ian - mastering
00 - "Kuh-veet"
05 - "All he stuff that we did is now finding it's way into the digital media."
10 - "Get the starty going."
15 - "...the funky funky beef get lickin' on the chicken."
20 - "Sobrattic Sunjam song"
25 - "What is that thing that I cannot place?"
30 - "I didn't know the rule was you had to be tere for all my overdubs."
35 - "Porky wrote the 'Brian's Theme Song' melody."
40 - "I really didn't think it was possible."
45 - "It's super narcissistic."
50 - "If you pay attention you've known about it for ten years."
55. - "Wait 'til you hear what we do to it."
00 - DBTs bringing us into the pod casted into the realm.
05 - "Fucking Gettysburg just happened."
07 - Dave's birthday is on 9/11
10 - Remote Control is the Gettysburg Nurse.
15 - "Yeah the wackadoodle thing."
25 - "You call a shawl a shrug?"
30 - They became outlaws in the west.
35 - "I can't help it if you guys make up boring parts to an awesome song."
40 - "Yeah it's an ungly part of war."
45 - "I's evolved from all that."
50 - "There's a little hippy community repurposing those row homes.
55 - "CSS Virginia had everybody singing on it."
60 - SFPBW
Brian adds to his encyclopedic take upon the intertwined nature of good ole B'more players.
1. Stars and Bars
2. Let's Smoke Some Reefer.
3. Drivin' Again
4. Day To Day
5. To Be a Badass
6. Joh MacKaye Am I
7. Open Road
8. Let Me Plug Your Product
9. Home Is Home
10. Dirty Shame
11. Piano
Dave Linantud - guitars and vocals
Brendan Tobin - bass, engineering, mixing, mastering
Ryan Bowen - drums
LOVE AND HATE
Love and hate
Congregate
Celebrate
Love and Hate
THE BALLAD OF DAWN AND REMOTE CONTROL
Dawn don't feel so good
'Cause nothing's understood
And she's been wasting time
And she's been forced to find a new time
Barely holding on
Tracking footsteps in the rain
Of a darkness spawned
Never going home again
She's insane
Midnight's broken
The highway's spoken
"I don't have a soul"
Thought Remote Control
Heaven's cruelest joke
Crossroads sign is broke
Dawn breathes reprieves
Remote just eaves
Dawn burns best at night
When she feels it's right
From her flows a glory
Hellkind's meanest story
Dawn wakes up beneath Remote Control
Knows that she's there just to play her role
Naked oozing love she becomes night
Leaves her drooling walks out through the night
To the show
Remote Control never will wake up
Dawn's spent ashes combust and erupt
Become one with everything and sing
Desperate for the hope tomorrow brings
To the show
FREAKS IN THE MAINSTREAM
She's reading Dharma Bums
Preaching with a gun
Haiku in the sun oh my sweet Jesus
Flower petal burns
Crash a sharp right turn
Nothing's what you earn when you're in pieces
Maybe she met you
Made you join her crew
Poetry for you that's nothing special
Crack the whip and dash
Where the sorrows clash
Happiness is what she did embezzle
Naked on the TV screen
Dawn hit the mainstream
I saw her on the magazine
Freak in the mainstream
Everybody's angst
Is all but a prank
Payed by you on you in times of vigor
Dogma by the ton
Everyone got one
Shouting it about al full of rigor
So be a Dharma Bum
Suck your goddamn thumb
Curl into a ball that's like a fetus
Where's her zen cash crew?
They don't know what to do
Baby, we just need someone to lead us
Give me fish I'm on my knees
Freaks in the mainstream
I saw her on the magazine
What does it all mean?
THE LIGHT
And when the lights go down
We're lying naked on the ground
And when the lights come up
We mean to interrupt
And when the light does bend
Then we're you're only friends
And when the light does fade
We sing our serenade
SINKITTUP
In my fantasy dance billions
Chilling in a skinless ville
Come forth and feel the beating of the drums
When orgasmic screams of passion
Happen and the waves crash at
A distant forest fire that's just the sun
In an ancient land a man stood motionless
He called forth all the powers of the devil
To his hand
In a modern time cry people looking for a savior
Find the strength to live
You got it
Form a band
Sinkittup
War torn like a tenement
It's all a big experiment
There ain't no wrong or right when you hate god
Evil seeps like rotting corpses
Lectured on in college courses
Piling up as if it were not odd
Sinkittup
Underneath the circus tent
There sits a man his back is bent
And in his hand his only son he holds a knife
He says "hey, son, go on and do
the job it's just begun
and slice the trapeze rope it's all, yeah, just a life"
Sinkittup
Inside a cab a slab of meat
Drives aimless through the city streets
He works for nothing gunfight all the time
Then one fine day he snaps
And wraps his hand around a nine and zaps
A gas and go quadruple murder crime
Sinkittup
Walls of water feed corruption
Deconstructed interruptions
Naked timeless tunnels of the soul
Band and pop and cry
The sky shines on newborn forgotten son
To teenage momma born from rock and roll
Sinkittup
THE VACUUM OVERTURE
Welcome to the Vacuum
A song for all the hearts that are departed
Welcome to the vacuum
JUDGEMENT DAY
Walking through ancient Rome everything's the same
So I turn my back to the riverbed and children and their games
Hello, friends, I'm here to please to break the wickid ways
Life's a myth and so is this and so is judgement day
I seen too soon another swoon running from a gun
I felt the world shrivel up hell I'm only having fun
Interviewing Dawn on judgement day
Subadai took Europe's sons and put them in a grave
Built a world on top of them vanished in the haze
The Khan he sighed 'cause he was bored and turned his mind to east
Crushed their souls, drank from bowls, took pleasure in the feast
Interviewing Dawn on judgement day
"What you done?" asked Caesar's son and plunged the knife in deep
The Gallic ones were slaughtered by the Roman Nobilise
Nobody lived to tell the tale history turned her back
IRL for you and me it started in Iraq
Interviewing Dawn come judgement day
WELCOME TO THE VACUUM
A song for al the hearts that are departed
A prayer for those who never got it started
A valentine for all the broken hearted
A joke for all the bitterness departed
A blindman's leap into a void suggestion
A glimpse of hope for all thoise in depression
No answer to the everlasting question
Bask, become a target, no regression
Welcome to the vacuum
WORLD LEVITATION
If the world were perfect the dodo would live
Brotherhood and sisterhood woud be the words to give
Laughter would float endlessly up through a tearless sky
Giant trees would shade a peace that never says "goodbye"
In a world levitation
Don't stand in line to find regeneration in all human kind
You need no explanation
Feel free to see reality and be for what you want to be
Although I know the show won't start
Take aim and touch my bleeding heart
If the world were perfect I wouldn't lose my keys
War would be a rhyme for door and there would be no need for peace
A skinless man and woman would be all that we would need
Money would be funny and we'd all say "what is greed?"
But all the time my optimism fades
And I get too hung up to struggle for the shade
The world seems so unkind
Build the nerve to climb out of this hole
If the world were perfect I wouldn't sing this song
If the world were perfect we'd be one big dancing throng
In a world levitation
CRY FORGOTTEN ONES
Packed in the slave ship side by side
The slave ship Captain enjoy the ride
They bought and sold him flesh on leash
From his home on the African beach
And they trade his heart for gold
What the white man sold
The war was fought bondage gone
1860s protest song
General Lee to MLK
Elvis Presley in the USA
And the time she rumbles on
Hatred not long gone
And she knows what she knows
At he dawn of our millennium
Bottled water and titanium
Packed in the ghetto side by side
His father owned his father they're side by side
Neither one can make the rent
Hatred raging action spent
Cry forgotten son
CRY ON
I can walk away disgusted
It ain't us against them
It's us against us
It's friend against friend
So you know everything
So you have got it done
So your world will live on
Cry forgotten son
Your world is so mapped out
From what your father planned
Smile at the face of sickness
It bites the other hand
'Cause your world ain't my world
But my sun is your sun
And I guess that it always was
Cry forgotten ones
YOUR WORLD AIN'T MY WORLD
Your world ain't my world
Killing for your god
Written in the scriptures
Your word is a lie
People work and people play
People sing and people dance
People love and people hate
People live and people die
Your world ain't my world
Dave Linantud - guitars and vocals
Brian Lutz - bass, engineering, production
Wilmer Berry - drums
Joe Gallagher - spiritual assistance
Ian Burke - mastering and sound effects
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1. Another Spot from Act 11 Dawn City
2. Paranoid from Act 11 Dawn City
3. Won't You Come Back Home from Act 12 Westward
4. Town To Burg from Act 12 Westward
5. Hey, Groupie from Act 12 Westward
6. Fund the Triumvirate from Act 12 Westward
7. Remote Control from Act 13 Space and Time
8. Let Her Know from Act 13 Space and Time
9. Seven from Act 13 Space and Time
10. Portal from Act 13 Space and Time
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Act 11 Dawn City and Act 13 Space and Time
Dave Linantud - guitars, vocals, mandolin, banjo
Brian Litz - bass, engineering, mixing
Andy Och - drums and percussion
Ian Burke - mastering
Act 12 Westward
Dave Linantud - guitars, vocals, banjo
Brian Lutz - bass, engineering, mixing
Wilmer Berry - drums
Ian Burke - mastering
1. Meltdown from Act 9 Atlantis
2. The Roar Of the Drunken Gods from Act 9 Atlantis
3. Atlantis from Act 9 Atlantis
4. Karma Wrecker from Act 9 Atlantis
5. Frontline from Act 10 Battle
6. Hell On Earth from Act 10 Battle
7. Rust from Act 10 Battle
8. Meltdown Heavy from Act 10 Battle
9. Dawn City Overture from Act 11 Dawn City
10. Atom Bomb from Act 11 Dawn City
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Act 9 Atlantis and Act 10 Battle
Dave Linantud - guitars and vocals
Brian Lutz - bass, engineering,mixing
Sharon Santos - drums
Ian Burke - mastering
Act 11 Dawn City
Dave Linantud - guitars and vocals
Brian Lutz - bass, engineering, mixing
Andy Och - drums and percussion
Ian Burke - mastering
1. Epilogue from Act 6 Baby Blue
2. The Orphan from Act 6 Baby Blue
3. Tidalwaves from Act 7 Hopeless
4. Homeless from Act 7 Hopeless
5. Fuck the Herd from Act 7 Hopeless
6. All Fall Down from Act 7 Hopeless
7. How Do You Like That from Act 8 Breakdown
8. Crank It Up You Fucking Whores from Act 8 Breakdown
9. Edge City from Act 8 Breakdown
10. Highway Home from Act 8 Breakdown
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Act 6 Baby Blue
Dave Linantud - guitars and vocals
Brian Lutz - bass, engineering, mixing
Andy Och - drums and percussion
Ian Burke - mastering
Act 7 Hopeless
Dave Linantud - guitars and vocals
Brian Lutz - bass, engineering, mixing
C.J. Johnson - drums
Ian Burke - mastering
Act 8 Breakdown
Dave Linantud - guitars and vocals
Brian Lutz - bass, engineering, mixing
Wilmer Berry - drums
Ian Burke - mastering
1. The Glow from Act 1 Dawn
2. If I Die Tonight from Act 1 Dawn
3. Dreamgirl from Act 2 Angel White
4. Shadows from Act 2 Angel White
5. Desperation Waltz from Act 3 Old Man Blues
6. Disaster Time from Act 3 Old Man Blues
7. Dawn's Eulogy from Act 3 Old Man Blues
8. Baby Blue from Act 3 Old Man Blues
9. Bring the Mall from Act 6 Baby Blue
10 Why from Act 6 Baby Blue
Act 1 Dawn
Dave: guitars, vocals, bass
Brian: engineering, mixing
Ryan: drums
Drew: mastering
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Act 2 Angel White
Dave: guitars, vocals
Brian: bass, engineering, mixing
Ryan: drums
Rob: sax
Drew: mastering
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Act 3 Old Man Blues
Dave: guitars, vocals
Brian: bass, engineering, mixing
C.J.: drums
Ian: mastering
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Act 6 Baby Blue
Dave: guitars, vocals
Brian: bass, engineering, mixing
Andy: drums
Ian: mastering
o - What do we got here? Sunken treasure.
5 - Sorry to throw you on the train.
10 - Once you're in you can pretty much do whatever you want.
15 - I'm still kind of behind the train.
20 - Or as Ochster would say "Een."
25 - I know these words are English but I have no idea what they mean in that order.
30 - Where does the song take me?
Hey, this is a pretty good encapsulation of Brian and Dave's approach to recording and mixing.
Compress the atom Bomb!
0 - Theme is "The Glow."
5 - Gimme a beat!
10 - It's nice to be in this power trio that's gelled so nicely.
15 - I'd forgotten that he was Leonardo DiCaprio.
20 - Have you been to the Filmore before?
25 - I'd never seen Camper Van Beethoven.
30 - ...like the Who when they did the halftime show.
35 - It was beyond their capabilities.
40 - Utter horseshit so it's like...
45 - Like that roller skating Fugazi song!
50 - "I want to fuck her in the sand."
55 - My sexual luge maneuver.
0 - Today's theme is "Silver and Gold"
5 - Don't forget your anti-psychotics.
10 - And then we added so much stuff.
15 - If you're not learning something you're failing at life.
20 - I Haven't really checked my Facebook.
25 - Let's say the names while we're going to see if we remember them.
30 - You are a Split Lip Rayfield song!
35 - Jimmy here broke a string. What's the band going to do?
40 - If someone gets thrown into something where they're completely unfamiliar they just shut down.
45 - BRIAN'S ON THE COUCH!
50 - Vacalizing is what you call them noisy dogs.
55 - Shout out to the Viceland show HAMILTON'S PHARMACOPEIA.
Time is running out bellowing through the void
Desperate like a beggar methods then employed
Time is running out nebula's running in
Portal to the horizon portal to everything
Galaxial haze ignited
The ruse of the excited
Oft sore and yet delighted
The past was oversited
Time is running out on that we can agree
Dancing with the bohos under the glassened sea
Painting with the artists trusting reason not the gods
Fresh water color started the aforementioned lightening rod
From here to another planet
Through wormhole strings and granite
More fun if you don't plan it
Winged migrational bandits
HO
It's non sequitur season
I know that I have treasoned
I beg one for petition
Spectacular omission
Remote Control is restless she passes through the gate
Psychedelicottically a formal mass debate
Ain't no way for her to choose just where she's going to be
Close your eyes and wish her luck we're where we need to be
Time is running out space is running in
Portal event horizon nothing is everything
0 - Guess we're waiting for the Ecstasy to kick in.
5 - I whistle all the time.
10 - Attention Deficit Disorder Rock
15 - I am the plaster of Paris, the horse hair plaster that's holding to the lathe sticks.
20 - The ancient prewar dance far.
25 - Whatever the fuck Picard said.
30 - Elephantitis scrotum in a stew
35 - The ten year tenure
40 - Brian's on the couch!
45 - My BMI is off the chart.
50 - I'm just lucky that this program has so much shit in i.
55 - I hope this shoots a duck.
When she breaths again 7
When it's new, my friend, 7
When we feel it then, 7
Remote Control leaves
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How it's power taken freeform
How to know if flowers reborn
Can I see forever weeping
Found and found and found and creeping
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Which whatever wasn't freely
Or is amidst dregs kept neatly
Lifeless or worthless or worsely
Evenly unmatched subversely
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Confounding misuse of structures
Of meanings profundity quakes
Happenstance rendered illusion
Organized in pill form and flakes
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Motionless call forth the masters
Watch as they tremble and slurring
How like the others of fables
Unlike their rivals and cursing
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Undo the timeless guerillas
Fighting a self war of trusted
Timeless like oceans of legends
Forfeit succumb if we must not
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Til we meet again 7
Til it's new, my friend, 7
Til we feel it then 7
Now it's meant to bend 7