Kappa Phase: 2002(2)


MAYBE (Never) [jaunty rag] Santa Rosa, CA 5 Feb 2002

[descending chromatic C-G, then C-F-C-F...] Maybe it's the time of year, maybe it's the knife Maybe it's the tragedy, that we know as life Maybe it's my fever dream, maybe it's my wife -- [chorus:] Maybe, maybe never, maybe never, maybe not -- Maybe it's the time of day, maybe it's the mood Maybe it's a better way, maybe it's a nude Maybe we're all swept away, maybe we're subdued [chorus] -- [instrumental] [repeat chorus 85 times under this chanting:] Time, or timeless; Space, or spaceless Energy, or energyless; Mass, or massless Thought, or thoughtless; Care, or careless Fear, or fearless; Love, or loveless Love, or loveless; Love, or loveless -- Maybe it's the open window, maybe it's the door Life is just a musical you don't need tickets for Maybe it's the certainty; maybe, either, or [chorus]

LOST IN PLACE [slow reggae] Santa Rosa, CA 5 Feb 2002

Lost in, chemical sorrows / Lost in, a million tomorrows Boston, or maybe the Barrows / Lost in, chemical sorrows - [chorus:] Lost in place, lost in space, lost in grace - Lost in, the celebrations / Lost in, invisible nations Charting your imagination / Lost in, the celebrations [chorus] - Lost in fatal stimulation / Lost in some regeneration Trying out confabulation / Lost in fatal stimulation [chorus] - Lost in, electric dreams / Lost in, forgotten scenes Living, beyond your means / Lost in, electric dreams [chorus] - Lost in [...] / Covered, with oily sheens Rainbows, and hot machines / Lost in [...] [instrumental] - Lost in your shuffled genes / Tasting, some new vaccines Testing, the guillotines / Lost in your shuffled genes [chorus] - Lost in, the sweet sixteens / Cheating, the slot-machines Escaping the limosines / Lost in, the sweet sixteens [instrumental]

HAIRLINES IN MY SOUL [folksy] Santa Rosa, CA 5 Feb 2002

I was 9 years old when the comets came The hillsides below disappeared in flames The TV antennas all melted down As glowing dust covered our town I was 9 years old when the comets came Does anybody remember my name? -- I was 12 years old when I fell in love With long shiny hair and hands in gloves She came from below and she came from above She used me every way she could think of I was 12 years old when I fell in love Was it a push or a shove? -- [bridge:] Don't mark the years, that's just space Don't mark the memories, they're just a trace Don't count the scars that cover my face Just count the hairlines in my soul (soul, soul) -- I was just 17 when I left forever Screaming down streets in earthquake weather Running from the future, running from the past Running from the first, running from the last I was just 17 when I left forever Have I gotten any better?

OF COURSE [polka] Santa Rosa, CA 5 Feb 2002

Once upon a time there was a girl and a boy The lived on opposite sides of the world He loved green and she loved blue She got the flu and he got warts Of course, they didn't dance too much Of course, they didn't talk too much Of course, of course, of course -- Once upon a time this girl and boy Jumped for joy like flickering moths Tore their clothes off in their rooms Groomed themselves with tender care Of course, they didn't stare too much Of course, they didn't stand too much Of course, of course, of course -- Once upon a time this boy and girl Blew their brains out, just like that They felt too fat, they felt too strange Their names are written down somewhere Of course, they didn't bleed too much Of course, they didn't need too much Of course, they didn't hurt too much Of course, they didn't learn too much Of course, of course, of course Of course, of course, of course

JUST FOR THINKING OF YOU [waltz] Santa Rosa, CA 8 Feb 2002

Just for thinking of you I ripped the feathers from my flesh Bleeding into the dawn Just for thinking of you - Just for thinking of you I drowned a dozen kittens in the bath Mewing your name Just for thinking of you - Just for thinking of you I tore the leeches from my ass Blood thickening within me Just for thinking of you - [break:] I thought of someone else; it hurt I saw Mendocino in the dirt I moved my life into your yurt - Just for thinking of you I had my dogs put to sleep My stars stand Just before your midnight creep Just for thinking of you Just for thinking of you

AT THE CORNER [3-chord C&W] Santa Rosa, CA 11 Feb 2002

The night is bright and full of stars The day is dark and full of rain Her mind is waiting, full of nothing Her heart is shaking, full of pain - [chorus:] She's at the corner of walk and don't walk She's at the corner of talk and don't talk She's at the corner of cry and don't cry She's at the corner of shout and work it out - The glass is bright and full of gin The cigarette smoke's bright and hot The situation's in a knot The situation's all she's got - [chorus:] She's at the corner of walk and don't walk She's at the corner of talk and don't talk She's at the corner of hope and don't hope She's at the corner of cry and want to die - It's time to face another day The SOB has got to pay, he's moved away The flesh like silk, the tears like wine Another tear, another line - [chorus:] She's at the corner of walk and don't walk She's at the corner of talk and don't talk She's at the corner of give and don't give She's at the corner of live and don't live - [break:] Nothing in the rules says that anything's fair Nothing in the glass survives out in the air Nothing in her heart tears her further apart Nothing in the night ever seems so right - [chorus:] She's at the corner of walk and don't walk She's at the corner of talk and don't talk She's at the corner of spill and take a pill She's at the corner of kill and don't kill

TOO MUCH [bouncy moderate jazz] Santa Rosa, CA 12 Feb 2002

Too red to see the fire in your heartline Too red to see your fire / Too red for the fire Too red for desire, too red for the fire - Too blue to see the ice in your future Too blue to see your time / Too blue for the rain Too blue for the pain, too blue for the rain - Too old to see the gold when you smile at me Too goddam old / Too old to feel the cold Too old for the fold, too old for the cold - [break:] I never felt you looking at me Except when I was undressed I never felt you feeling for me Except when you were unblessed - Too white to see the night when you vanished Too white for the spite / Too white for the night Too white for the light / Too white for the night

I DON'T EVEN KNOW KNOW YOUR NAME
(No-Name Blues) [blues] Santa Rosa, CA 13 Feb 2002

Doncha see me here, baby doncha see me lookin' down Doncha see me here, baby doncha see me lookin' down I ain't even here, baby I ain't even in your town - Doncha see the light, baby doncha see the fiery flame Doncha see the light, baby doncha see the fiery flame I don't even see ya, baby I don't even know your name - Doncha feel the wind, baby doncha feel it blowin' down Doncha feel the wind, baby doncha feel it blowin' down I ain't even here, baby I an't even in your town - Don't it feel like death, baby don't it feel like rain Don't it feel like death, baby don't it feel like rain Listen to te wind, baby listen to it call your name

WE'LL DO IT [techno] Santa Rosa, CA 13 Feb 2002

I loved you long ago, you were so ceramic You floated out of history, just like the Merrimac I sat and screamed and screamed, I was in a panic We'll do it, we'll do it, we'll do it - The morning was almost more than I could take Your smile was just so natural, so like a snake Sometimes I want to burn, sometimes I want to bake We'll do it, we'll do it, we'll do it - Your time will come too fast, your time will come and go You sit there listening to that old old radio show When we gotta blow, when we gotta blow We'll do it, we'll do it, we'll do it modern

NEVER BEFORE AGAIN [buzz coplas] Santa Rosa, CA 14 Feb 2002

Never before have I wanted any messiah (messiah) Never before have I wanted any blood, any blood, any blood Never before again - I thought of you naked in the garden (garden) I thought of you washed in the flood (flood, flood) Never before again - The rain is a drumbeat in my heart, on my head The pain is a perfume of the bright, of the dead Never before again - Never before have I run from your emotions (emotions) Never before have I refused the gun, the gun, the gun, the gun Never before again - I thought of you dancing in the jungle (jungle, jungle) I thought of you living on the run, on the run, on the run Never before again - Your flesh is hot sandpaper scraping on my wounds Your flesh is a library hidden in my room Never before again - Never before have I run from the touch of you Never before have I run from the touch of you Never before again - I thought of you bleeding in the river (river) I thought of you driving the fatal hovercraft Never before again - The rain is a mantra in my pancreas (pancreas) The pain is a meal I am trying to digest Never before again

FOOD FIGHT has moved here

ALL ALONE [fast punk] Santa Rosa, CA 19 Feb 2002

I'm high on glue, I'm high on glue, I'm high on glue And I'm thinking of you, I'm all alone - I'm smoking crack, I'm smoking crack, I'm smoking crack Cause you won't come back, I'm all alone - I'm eating 'ludes, I'm eating 'ludes, I'm eating 'ludes For your attitude, I'm all alone - I'm shooting crank, I'm shooting crank, I'm shooting crank Cause ya didn't spank me, I'm all alone - All alone [10x]

BAD TIME BLUES [blues] Santa Rosa, CA 26 Feb 2002

Time waits for no-one, and I just can't wait for you Time waits for no-one, and I just can't wait for you There's no time left, and I just don't know what to do - You say you're leavin', you say you're gonna go back home You say you're leavin', you say you're gonna go back home The ticket's paid for, the flesh is cold against my bones - There's blood on the road, there's blood in the air There's blood in my dreams, and you're always there [instrumental] - Now there's no time left but bad time, that's all I'm goin' thru Now there's no time left but bad time, that's all I'm goin' thru Time waits for no-one, and I just can't wait for you Time waits for no-one, and I just can't wait for you



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