Saturday 7 July 2007

Mascara Snakes

Taken from "Beard of Lightening" 2003

"THE CRITICAL STAGE IS RAINING DOWN
LOST EMOTIONS BEING FOUND
ORIGINS OF CROWED HOUSE
MAKE A SHORT LINE SHORTER

HIT PAUSE ON LOST
PRONOUNCING DEAD ON RED
GET THE FEEL ON ME
COPS ON THE NIGHT OF THE NO-SHOW

WEAK THE ATTACK
ON WHAT NEW MOVES
STRADDLE THE HOUR GLASS
WITH STRANGE LADIES

BUT THIS IS MINE AND I WILL TAKE IT BACK
CONCENTRATION ON MY FREE MAN’S BLUES
COME SEE THE OCEAN UP ON THE HIGHWAY
COME SEE THE STRONGMEN AND MASCARA SNAKES
THEY WANNA HIT YOU AND RELIEVE YOU
NO DOORS ARE OPENING OR CLOSE BY
THAT’S WHY I’M FOCUSING

I AM GOD’S BROTHER, HIS SOULMATE AND TEAMMATE
HE PASSES ME INFO-MATION
AND I RECIPROCATE"

Starts off with some fantastic riffing before changing pace to the more random jazz structure of Phantom Tollbooth noodlings. The format of the lyrics almost class against the structure of the music. This song has its moments and skips along at a fair old pace. Probably a highlights from one of my least favourite Pollard offshoot albums.

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