Eta Phase: 2000(2)


FORGIVE & FORGET (folksy) Forestville CA 7 Jul 2000

Forgive my for whatever / Forget about the you-know-what (Never forget, never forgive) Forgive my my trespassess / Forget aout my fuckups (Never forget, never forgive) -- {chorus} Too bad I'm not the forgiving sort / Too bad for you I never forget what's in my heart / I never do -- So temper my tempatations / Triangulate my tribulations (Never forget, never forgive) Excuse my execrations / Pardon my painful expectations (Never forget, never forgive) {chorus} -- Is the future as blank as the past? How can a slate be wiped clean? (Never forget, never forgive) Is life always too venal? Is anything forgivable? (Never forget, never forgive) {chorus}

MILLENNIUM SONG (tango) Forestville CA 10 Jul 2000

Coyotes ripped my flesh - I laughed aloud Drinking in the sunset's pale perfume "I like that in a man," Madonna said From a darkened corner of her room Whips crashed - knives slashed - teeth gnashed Precious fluids poured from my body Another day in Vegas, another night Another song to raise the Jubilee Millennium, millennium, millennium -- And 2000 is just another year And Saint Stan's is just another beer Millennium, millennium, millennium -- Why do you laugh like that? Why d'ya cry? What's your favorite universe of pain? Have those sensations taken you away? And will I ever see you again? Coyotes ripped my flesh - I ripped right back We ran, we howled, we cracked, we craved Another day on Earth, or some planet Another escape from the {happy} grave Millennium, millennium, millennium -- And the century is just another time And perjury is just another crime Millennium, millennium, millennium

DIGIDERATA (techno) Forestville CA 18 Jul 2000

Digital heart, digital mind, I'm encrypted in digital time Digidemeanors, digidelights, digital days and digital nights Digiridoos and digiridon'ts, digital wills and digital won'ts Digital flowerpots, digital blooms, digital lives in digital rooms -- Digital music by digidelay, digital prayer and digital prey (Digital prayer & digital prayer & digital prayer & digital prayer...) -- Digidecievers and digital truth, digital Judges and digital Ruth Digital fog is filling my head, digital women are filling my bed Digital life and digital death, digital eyes and digital breath Digital smiles with digital teeth, digital pain and digirelief -- Digital dumpster - trash, trash, trash, trash Digital dollars - cash, cash, cash, cash Digital focking - flash, flash, flash, flash -- Peace and joy and happiness for you and for me Falling like diamonds from a binary tree Health and wealth and wisdom in the home of the free Digital destiny, digital destiny, digital destiny -- Virtual chedder, virtual swiss, virtual Venus, virtual bliss Virtual you, virtual me, virtual meta-reality Virtual strength, virtual weakness, simulated tenderness Simulated deep-deep kiss, simulated nothingness -- Digital ride, digitallatio, digitalinguis, digitalnoia Digitality, digitalority, digitalinity, digitalosis Digital, digital, metadigital, digital, digital, metadigital Digital, digital, metadigital, digital, digital, metadigital...

WHAT DO I SEEM LIKE TO YOU? Graton, CA 20 Jul 2000

[Sound-piece: drums, like Rhythm Of The Saints; starting quiet, then gets louder:] Ta-ta-ta-ta-da-da-da-da (several times) [Voices on one side, singing:] Ears, nose, fingers, toes / Nostrils, tongue, foot, fun [Voices on the other side, singing:] No kissee, no luckee / no kissee, no luckee. [Singing, first one side, then the other, then both overlaid, drums increasing, then fade the voices. And then start singing on top of the drums:] Well, I'm a-staring in your eyeballs I see my face reflectin' there I see myself lookin' back at me I see ya somewhere inside -- [chorus:] What do I seem like to you? -- There's no limit to the distance There no limit to the ten-derness There's no fire in the forest There's more gorillas in the mist [chorus] -- Well, I'm tastin' your breath Right now, you taste a lot like me You're breathin' out an you're breathin' in You take another breath again [chorus] -- So I'm sampling your senses Lookin' straight in your eyeballs I taste your taste and I think your thoughts What do I seem like to you? [chorus] [Then go off in a technobabble chaos of "What do I seem like to you?" repeated & echoed & chopped / sliced / hacked / slashed / mixmastered, and fade...

VOTE EARLY, VOTE OFTEN (rappish) Hacienda, CA 21 Jul 2000

I think I'll go and vote a few times today Natural Law and the American Way Veg-e-tarians and K.K.K. I think I'll go and vote a few times today (uh uh uh) -- [chorus] Vote early, vote often (da da da da da) Vote early, vote often (da da da da da) Vote early, vote often (da da da da da) Vote early, vote often (da da da da da) -- I think I'll go vote for some political swine What's mine is theirs and what's yours is mine I think I'll go vote for some political swine As long as they give me a bottle of wine (uh uh uh) [chorus] -- I vote so much, I wear out my arm I vote so much that I lose my farm I vote cause the candidate is fuzzy and warm I vote cause I can't do me no more harm (uh uh uh) [chorus] -- I vote for Republicats, I vote for the Greens I vote for realities, I vote for my dreams I vote for the candidate with nice face paint I vote like a moron & I sin like a saint (uh uh uh) [chorus] -- I vote for the Anarchists, they're so much fun I'll vote for a politician on the run I vote for the living and I vote for the dead I vote with my heart and I vote with my dickhead (uh) [chorus]

THE ETERNITY WALTZ GODZ Forestville CA 24 Jul 2000

(first melody:) I saw Jesus' son in a bistro Smoking a beedee, talking 'bout Proust I shot Jesus' son in the back of the head It's the kinda job I like most - I saw Juno's daughter in Macy's Juggling her time on the down escalator I saw Juno's daughter, she looked so clean She looked like a strawberry cream - I heard Osiris out rattling the windows Don't know if he was scared when the rope broke Osiris just skydived the skyscraper canyons Yelling, "GERONIMO!" -- Thud... - Buddha's cousin walked up to my door Asked me if I'd like to buy a subscription Wouldn't take 'NO', now I'm signed up for 10 years Of ARGOSY and GOOD HOUSEKEEPING - (next melody: How many gods and goddesses does It take 'til the firmament's full of'em? Can the firmament take any more of'em? What'll we do with the extras? - How many demons and devils does It take til the underworld's stuffed, overflowing? Have you whacked any underlords lately? Is that the only solution? - How many spirits can fit in a universe? A meta-universe? A super-meta-universe? Where do the spirits go when they turn The corner, vanishing from your sight? - How many days does it take to fill up your nights? How many nights does it take to fill up your life? How many lives does it take to fill up your head? What else would you rather be doing instead? - (last melody:) The time flows in, the time flows out The time flows under and all about The time goes leaking thru holes and holes The time is all you remember The time is all you remember - The real flows in, the real flows out The unreal flushes your tedium out The unreal tastes like marshmallow pie And how much better am I, am I? And how much better am I? - The dweebs roll in, the geeks roll out The nerds roll under and all about The next wave rolls up and down your spine And where the hell is mine, mine? And where the hell is mine?

THE ANARCHY STOMP (rappy) Forestville CA 28 Jul 2000 *

Da da-da da DAH, da da-da da-da da DAH... Ya do some window-SMASHing, a little store-TRASHing A bit of tire-SLASHing, it's the Anarchy Stomp [boom-boom] -- Da da-da da-da DAH da, da da-da da-da DAH da... Ya break a few windows, flip over some police cars Set fire to the trashcans, it's the Anarchy Stomp [boom-boom] -- Da da-da da-da DAH da, da da-da da-da DAH da... You spill some DNA [boom], you spill a little blood [boom] You're screwing in the mud, it's the Anarchy Stomp [boom-boom] -- Da da-da da DAH, smash the State, smash the State, smash the State Da da-da da DAH, smash the corporations, corporations, too [boom] [sirens, explosions, chanting, bullhorns, modem noise, shouts etc] -- Da da-da da-da DAH da, da da-da da-da DAH da... You start another ListServ, you hold a press conference You organize the rebels, it's the Anarchy Stomp [boom-boom] -- Da da-da da-da DAH da, da da-da da-da DAH da... You're working for a dream, you're working for The People You're part of some conspiracy, the Anarchy Stomp [boom-boom] -- (Smash the State, again...) -- Da da-da da-da DAH da, da da-da da-da DAH da... So out with the OLD exploiters, in with the NEW exploiters, There ain't no power vacuums with the Anarchy Stomp [boom-boom] -- Da da-da da-da DAH da, da da-da da-da DAH da... Power loathes a vacuum, so grab some power now Grab it now, grab it now, do the Anarchy Stomp [boom-boom]

THE HEAT (woodpecker jazz) Forestville CA 31 Jul 2000 *

Da-da da DAH dum, da-da da DAH dum, (da da-da) Da-da da DAH dum, da-da da DAH dum, (da da-da) I feel like some SUN burn, I'm feelin' THE heat, (da da-da) I feel like som AR-son, go burn down THE street, (da da-da) I feel like some HEAT rash, set fire to THE trash, To the TRASH, to the TRASH, to the TRASH, to the TRASH -- Da-da da DAH dum, da-da da DAH dum, (da da-da) Da-da da DAH dum, da-da da DAH dum, (da da-da) Now pull out the LIGHTER fluid, drink it ON down, (da-da da-da) Now spit out the WIN-dow, set fire to THE town, (da-da da-da) Look out for the LIGHT-ning, look out for THE smoke, For the SMOKE, for the SMOKE, for the SMOKE, for the SMOKE -- Da-da da DAH dum, da-da da DAH dum, (da-da da-da) Da-da da DAH dum, da-da da DAH dum, (da-da da-da) My mind is SMOULD'ring, my mind is ON fire, (da da-da) My heart is SMOKING, aflame with DE-sire, (da da-da) A little more FAREN-height, a little MORE flame, What's your name, what's your name, what's your name... -- Da-da da DAH dum, da-da da DAH dum... -- [slower] Da, da, dah, DAH, da, dah You'll combust, under certain conditions / Spontaneous, or otherwise Let's avoid, premature, ignition / Let's try, to enjoy, the ride... [resume] -- Da-da da DAH dum, da-da da DAH dum, (da da-da) Da-da da DAH dum, da-da da DAH dum, (da da-da) We turned into PLAS-ma, we're starting TO glow, (da-da da-da) So hot when we're COM-ing, so hot where WE go, (da-da da-da) We're totally VAPOR-ized, so say good-BYE fast, It's a gas, it's a gas, it's a gas, it's a ga-ASS... -- Da-da da DAH dum, da-da da DAH dum, (da-da da-da) Da-da da DAH dum, da-da da DAH dum, (da-da da-da)

OCEANSIDE OVERTURE (Mozartian) Graton, CA 1990? - 31 Jul 2000 *

[major] Come along my love with me, we will make away by sea From Diego to Seattle, we'll skedaddle on some lumber that we'll straddle as we paddle while we flea Come along my love today, we'll escape across the bay Past the barnacles and urchins and the otters and the merchants who will try to sell us tea-shirts all the way-ay -- [minor] Come along and don't look back, we will carve a nice kayak Out of driftwood from the nether shore, go coasting past the ocean's roar And close a final door upon our past Past the kelp and sargassos, and the Japanese cargoes We'll abandon all our former life, you'll no more be a fishlord's wife And strife will slide away beneath your toe-oes -- (to be continued...)



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