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Rating: Free associations of ideas, objects flying disconnected.
Recurring thoughts but not sequential, here music occupies space, not time.
Anarchic psychedelia escaping on a thirty-five millimeter film. There's no need to search for a meaning because there isn't one. Emotions, palpitations floating in the air, extremely painful electric shocks, there is something majestic and childish in this film called Tette, surreal and understandable, concrete and elusive, illogical. It's an impersonal work, morbidly full of itself, embarrassing.
I feel ashamed to identify with this music, yet it's part of me.
Sounds and concepts are distorted and wrapped in radioactive fog. The sensations are dilated and amplified, the chromatic contrast is at its maximum. The abrasive chops of Donahue and Grasshopper's guitars are thrown into the mud by Thorpe's flute. The worst noises are also the most childish, they suckle milk from the breasts. The nursery school choirs and background carousels take on a threatening, cumbersome aspect. The schizoid sentimentality of Yerself Is Steam is here brought to an extreme consequence, the result is a raw diamond, an imperfect universe of sounds.
Everything is excessive:
There is only one thing in Boces that I think we should have extended more.
(words and thoughts inspired by the incomprehensible notes in the booklet)
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
03 Bronx Cheer (02:49)
have you seen her running 'round (have you seen her)
and the way she wears her hair (running 'round)
if you see her out tonight (have you seen her)
tell her I don't care (running 'round)
tell her I don't care (running 'round)
have you heard she's coming down (have you seen her)
with every sickness in the air (running 'round)
if you see her out tonight (have you seen her)
tell her I don't care (running 'round)
tell her I don't care
tell her I don't care (running 'round)
I don't care
I don't care
(kumbaya, kumbaya, have you seen her, let her know)
and if you get alone let her know that I don't really care
and if you get alone let her know that I don't really care
have you seen her running 'round
and the way she wears her hair
if you see her out tonight
tell her I dont care
tell her I dont care
tell her I dont care
tell her I dont care
I don't care
I don't care
(kumbaya, kumbaya, kumbaya)
05 Downs Are Feminine Balloons (06:30)
ya gotta give me a scene from your battle sky zone [scars, oh?]
i don't know
go blur the things that matter to me most
friend or foe [from the foe?]
your fume, baby
soon, baby
kaboom, kaboom, kaboom
tonight I'll dig tunnels to your nightmare room
and if there's one thing I can't stand
it's up
and if it's one thing I can't stand
it's up
should have known better than to do that stuff
that stuff can mess you up (can mess you up)
that stuff can mess you up
and if there's one thing I can't stand
it's up
and if there's one thing I can't stand
it's up
kick in the crawl from your watering hole
wailing woo
my mind pines for fluid filled eyes
what to do
your fume, baby
soon, baby
kaboom, kaboom, kaboom
tonight i'll dig tunnels to your nightmare room
and if there's one thing i can't stand
is up
and if there's one thing I can't stand
it's up
and if there's one thing I can't stand
it's up
and if there's one thing I can't stand
it's up
should have known better
than to do that stuff
that stuff it can
mess you up
09 Continuous Drunks and Blunders (00:48)
"Space Patrol, uh... I gotta be brief. I said 'cheese!' My elastic's all stretched out. She's a gas powered witch, over."
10 Girlfren (04:41)
[anyone want to help with this one? a lot of mumbling/scat.]
I hold you in my arm...
...
now I know...
...
hold you in my arm
then I feel your charm
..in the sky don't mean no thing, no
....
..gone our separate ways
....
..woke up this morning
....from the foe
..gone our separate ways
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