Dave and Brian go over "Disaster Time" plus what was happening 20 years ago, 1996's best albums, Laurel MD, and historical tidbits POW! Then they compare Ben & Jerry's with Filipino Corn and Cheese ice cream, smoking crack at the old 9:30 Club, watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer before Circle 9 practice, and the Baltimore Colts, O's, and Ravens. Quote of the week: "States rights is an umbrella for any old weird shit you wanna do."
DISASTER TIME
Dawn comes from the outside she's got no insider's touch
Society's fringe, she's raring to binge, on drink and drugs and lust
She lives life by the moment, she falls in and out of love
She's randommer still, insane, if you will, no below or above
Angel White's kind of silly he's deserted in an urban maze
He sees stars in the sun, depressingly fun, imploding guns ablaze
He lives life for the dying he's got no insider's touch
Society's fringe, a bombastic cringe, existence is never cltuch
It's just disaster time
The sky melts patiently
The hovering evil lurks for you and me
It's a catastrophic world
Where we don't amount to much
We're sacrificial lambs for such and such
The last time I saw Elvis that sumbitch grew a beard
He gave up the pills, he got into stills, it really ain't that weird
He's stalking Dawn and Angel he put 'em in a book
Society's fringe a bloody syringe as if love is all it took
I done seen all three dancing I seen it clear as day
Nightmarish hued, horror imbued, beautiful in its way
Obsessed with this fucking opera I'm walking through its streets
Society's fringe, gutbucket hinge, write, learn, play, repeat
Dave Linantud - guitars and vocals
Brian Lutz - bass, engineering, and mixing
C.J. Johnson - drums
Produced at Possum Studios
Dave and Brian can't get the proper levels! "Hello hello hello hello hello." They tackle headphone intricacies, pining for sitars and bagpipes, merchandise design, and foody stuff.
Quotes: "Wormwood hallucinigates you."
"Let me tell you everything CM Punk has always said!" D to B natch.
DESPERATION WALTZ
Try us. If you got a reason I don't ant to hear it.
Buy us. You can't afford to just even get near it.
Slide show. Pictures of nothing and nothing plus hearsay.
Pride low. Come up for air and then watch it turn our way.
Closed up. In both physical and emotional ways.
Nose up. A false display of hope why it's still a display.
Comfort. Meted out just like a pill from a doctor.
Sore sport. It's you and it's me and it's us and it's them.
Waltzing to me, desperation.
Waltzing to me then away.
Creep show. Just like a sign on a motionless freeway.
Held low. Again and again while a sign flashes "no way."
Outside. And inside and outside and inside again.
False pride. Hell it's as good as the real thing and then some.
Waltzing to me, desperation.
Waltzing to me then away.
Waltzing to medesperation.
Waltzing to me.
Stop.
Come here. But then again just gotuen back around.\
Fun here. Or there or wherever it's good to be found.
Control. Buy it or sell it or let it just sit.
Hello. And goodbye at the same time the same time the same time.
Waltzing...
Dave Linantud - guitar and vocals
Brian Lutz - bass, engineering, mixing
C.J. Johnson - drums
Recorded at Possum Studios spring 2016
It's the conclusion of Act 2! Also, it's the U2 strum where we couldn't get the bagpipes. Also, it's the state of the Blues according to SFP. Also, it's totally awesome that there's WAY more female bands than back in "the good old days." Also, Dave bores Brian with a VERY SMALL amount of NASCAR talk.
SHADOWS
Long stemmed rose in a vase that knows of a mournful and regrettful melody
In a city by the shore in what used to be Baltimore there was a boy no laughter flying free
Now that boy is a man long stemmed rose in his hand
To his beloved he gets down on his knee
She then just laughs a little but worse than that
He cracked her and watched her flying free
I saw them walking outside again
"I'll never love you" is what she said to him
I saw them walking in from the clouds
The shadows in the windows growing dim
I saw them walking outside again
"I'll never love you" is what she said to him
I saw them walking in through the clouds
The shadows in the windows growing dim
Dave Linantud: guitars vocals
Brian Lutz: bass
Ryan Bowen: drums
Produced by Possum Studios
My notes on this are sketchy. Dave and Brian try to figure out how to stage the Big Opera and then go into an overview of Act 2 which concludes MONDAY! And talk about Ween.