<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414</id><updated>2011-11-28T01:09:00.792+01:00</updated><category term='Fiction Man'/><category term='Self-Inflicted Aerial Nostalgia'/><category term='Music For Bubble'/><category term='We&apos;ve Moved'/><category term='The Completed Soundtrack For The Tropic Of Nipples'/><category term='Tigerbomb'/><category term='Live At The Wheelchair Races'/><category term='Sgt. Disco'/><category term='Crickets'/><category term='I Am A Scientist EP'/><category term='Choreographed Man Of War'/><category term='Bee Thousand (Directors Cut)'/><category term='Suitcase 2'/><category term='The Planets Are Blasted'/><category term='King Shit And The Golden Boys'/><category term='Lightning Head To Coffeepot'/><category term='Universal Truths and Cycles'/><category term='Vampire On Titus'/><category term='Same Place The Fly Got Smashed'/><category term='From A Compound Eye'/><category term='Standard Gargoyle Decisions'/><category term='Waved Out'/><category term='I&apos;m A Strong Lion'/><category term='Check Your Zoo'/><category term='Superman Was A Rocker'/><category term='Moon'/><category term='Bad Football'/><category term='Alien Lanes'/><category term='Life Starts Here'/><category term='Mag Earwig'/><category term='Ataxia'/><category term='Moses On A Snail'/><category term='Pinball Mars'/><category term='Tonics And Twisted Chasers'/><category term='Mist King Urth'/><category term='You Satisfy Me 7&quot;'/><category term='Suitcase 1'/><category term='Hold On Hope'/><category term='Gringo'/><category term='Under The Bushes Under The Stars'/><category term='Kid Marine'/><category term='Coast To Coast Carpet Of Love'/><category term='Do The Collapse'/><category term='Isolation Drills'/><category term='Five'/><category term='South'/><category term='Calling Zero'/><category term='Propeller'/><category term='Ringworm Interiors'/><category term='Bee Thousand'/><category term='Happy Jack Rock Records'/><category term='The Butler Stands For All Of Us'/><category term='Turn To Red'/><category term='Bigger Trouble'/><category term='Devil Between My Toes'/><category term='Get Out Of My Stations'/><category term='Silverfish Trivia'/><category term='Forever Since Breakfast'/><category term='Selective Service'/><category term='Not In My Airforce'/><category term='Blues and Boogie Shoes'/><category term='Half Smiles Of The Decomposed'/><category term='Motel Of Fools'/><category term='Elephant Jokes'/><category term='The Grand Hour'/><category term='Delicious Pie And Thank You For Calling'/><category term='Beard of Lightning'/><category term='Demons and Painkillers'/><category term='Suitcase 3'/><category term='Fast Japanese Spin Cycle'/><category term='The Pipe Dreams Of The Instant Prince Whippet'/><category term='In Shop We Build Electric Chairs: Professional Music By Nightwalker'/><category term='The Harold Pig Memorial'/><category term='Speak Kindly Of Your Volunteer Fire Department'/><category term='Robert Pollard Is Off To Business'/><category term='Normal Happiness'/><category term='All That Is Holy'/><category term='Sandbox'/><category term='Earthquake Glue'/><category term='Tower In The Fountain Of Sparks'/><category term='Brown Submarine'/><category term='Demo'/><category term='Ask Them'/><title type='text'>A Pollard A Day</title><subtitle type='html'>An Attempt To Review Every Damn Song</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>368</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-7599226018041935244</id><published>2011-07-03T11:04:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T11:06:49.686+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Propeller'/><title type='text'>On The Tundra</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Propeller" 1992&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"On the tundra&lt;br /&gt;We went under&lt;br /&gt;We're going under now&lt;br /&gt;On the tundra&lt;br /&gt;We went to vicious places&lt;br /&gt;Of dark and punished faces&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't shake it&lt;br /&gt;Or outgrow it&lt;br /&gt;??Swung hells?? get open now&lt;br /&gt;Don't we know it&lt;br /&gt;Cause with my second guessing&lt;br /&gt;The subject for the testing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:  Look over our blunders&lt;br /&gt;Our two-fisted wonders&lt;br /&gt;The foxy wildest monster dial is&lt;br /&gt;More peaceful than a human hammer&lt;br /&gt;The great ??king tam?? transmissionaries&lt;br /&gt;Evolving without (about) you&lt;br /&gt;Dissolving without you&lt;br /&gt;As you know&lt;br /&gt;It's just too slow on the tundra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then one day&lt;br /&gt;Maybe today&lt;br /&gt;We'll justify the joke&lt;br /&gt;Make it our day&lt;br /&gt;And blow the total savings&lt;br /&gt;To satisfy our cravings"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic chugging early Guided By Voices with the sort of catchy tune that Bob can churn out whilst having a crap. A brilliant song. Fuzzy and warm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-7599226018041935244?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7599226018041935244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=7599226018041935244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/7599226018041935244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/7599226018041935244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2011/07/on-tundra.html' title='On The Tundra'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-7964896326331410946</id><published>2011-05-16T18:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T18:35:14.633+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Do The Collapse'/><title type='text'>Teenage FBI</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Do The Collapse" 1999&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Someone tell me why&lt;br /&gt;I do the things&lt;br /&gt;That I don't want to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're around me&lt;br /&gt;I'm somebody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone tell my why&lt;br /&gt;I act like a fool&lt;br /&gt;When things don't go my way&lt;br /&gt;And you're around me?&lt;br /&gt;I'm somebody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is good reason I guess&lt;br /&gt;Having it once gone to far&lt;br /&gt;When you clean out the hive&lt;br /&gt;Does it make you want to cry?&lt;br /&gt;Are you still being followed&lt;br /&gt;By the Teenage FBI&lt;br /&gt;Someone tell me why"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A proper hit pop rock song from the mind of Robert Pollard. It just shows with a bit of production Bob can write a Top 10 from another Dimension hit. A great song and famous for its connections to Buffy The Vampire Slayer though never actually appearing on the show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-7964896326331410946?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7964896326331410946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=7964896326331410946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/7964896326331410946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/7964896326331410946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2011/05/teenage-fbi.html' title='Teenage FBI'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-8600810160803767046</id><published>2011-05-16T18:28:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T18:31:44.203+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Demons and Painkillers'/><title type='text'>Do They Teach You The Chase?</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Demons &amp;amp; Painkillers" 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Will the new suits replace me&lt;br /&gt;I'm so worried you'll never see my face again&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I can't stand the thought of not being involved&lt;br /&gt;in you current disgrace&lt;br /&gt;And at the oddlot do they teach you to chase?&lt;br /&gt;And back at the factory will they laugh in my face&lt;br /&gt;when they read all about it&lt;br /&gt;The lacking racking slacking cracking&lt;br /&gt;nagging bragging dragging etc..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An almost gothy or Sisters of Mercy type sound to the instrumentation but then Bobs vocals lift the song with great wordplay "lacking racking slacking cracking". Another gem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-8600810160803767046?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8600810160803767046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=8600810160803767046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/8600810160803767046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/8600810160803767046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2011/05/do-they-teach-you-chase.html' title='Do They Teach You The Chase?'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-6188075761612244558</id><published>2011-04-30T10:58:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T11:00:27.450+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moses On A Snail'/><title type='text'>A Constant Strangle</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Moses On A Snail" 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from "Moses On A Snail" and a song that sums up the album quite well. A slow to mid-tempo track with an almost lumbering sound. A really good song that sticks in your head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-6188075761612244558?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/6188075761612244558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=6188075761612244558&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/6188075761612244558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/6188075761612244558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2011/04/constant-strangle.html' title='A Constant Strangle'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-3462208853309677713</id><published>2011-04-25T08:29:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T08:31:53.539+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blues and Boogie Shoes'/><title type='text'>Heaven's Gate</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Blues and Boogie Shoes" 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mighty power pop that is Robert Pollard and Tommy Keene as Keene Brothers. Another anthem and always nice to hear synths in a Bobby P song. There will  never be too much singing at Heaven's Gate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-3462208853309677713?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/3462208853309677713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=3462208853309677713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/3462208853309677713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/3462208853309677713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2011/04/heavens-gate.html' title='Heaven&apos;s Gate'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-5582709828110419682</id><published>2011-04-25T08:23:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T08:27:27.580+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Completed Soundtrack For The Tropic Of Nipples'/><title type='text'>Pressurized</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Completed Soundtrack For The Tropic Of Nipples" 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yes, the fruits and spoils&lt;br /&gt;of our good people&lt;br /&gt;at peace with equality&lt;br /&gt;vast&lt;br /&gt;northern&lt;br /&gt;neighborly&lt;br /&gt;all the properties that call us home&lt;br /&gt;from wherever our swollen feet&lt;br /&gt;are mistreated&lt;br /&gt;by uncompromising streets"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like standing in the next room when a band is playing live. Fuzzy. Distored. Dulled. Antler are too weird for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-5582709828110419682?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/5582709828110419682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=5582709828110419682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/5582709828110419682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/5582709828110419682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2011/04/pressurized.html' title='Pressurized'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-3244104910394388814</id><published>2011-04-25T08:20:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T08:23:49.524+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brown Submarine'/><title type='text'>Zero Fix</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Brown Submarine" 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic Boston Spaceships sound. Built to high kick and punch the air to and a driving almost punk rhythm. Great song from a great Pollard Project. Features the most inhuman scream ever recorded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-3244104910394388814?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/3244104910394388814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=3244104910394388814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/3244104910394388814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/3244104910394388814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2011/04/zero-fix.html' title='Zero Fix'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-2791005902934176083</id><published>2011-04-25T08:16:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T08:19:42.667+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suitcase 3'/><title type='text'>I Shot A Jezebel</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Suitcase 3", 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has the feels of an improvised jam. Its always interesting to hear the early stages of the song writing process. Bob sings with a lot of passion on this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-2791005902934176083?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2791005902934176083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=2791005902934176083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/2791005902934176083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/2791005902934176083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-shot-jezebel.html' title='I Shot A Jezebel'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-1918206907650521088</id><published>2011-03-05T09:41:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T09:44:56.086+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bigger Trouble'/><title type='text'>Sabotage</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Bigger Trouble" 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I never ever hear you say&lt;br /&gt;I remember when we used to love&lt;br /&gt;You did me wrong, baby&lt;br /&gt;I have you now&lt;br /&gt;It's sabotage&lt;br /&gt;You know it's the work I love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tried to take me to her world&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why you tell me now&lt;br /&gt;If this is everything you loved&lt;br /&gt;It's sabotage&lt;br /&gt;Baby that's the worst kind of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well sabotage is a thing I've thought about&lt;br /&gt;Your sabotage is a thing I want to know&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna see you&lt;br /&gt;I just don't wanna see you baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of things to say&lt;br /&gt;You don't want to tell me now&lt;br /&gt;It's sabotage&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot for you&lt;br /&gt;It's sabotage&lt;br /&gt;I gotta lot for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I'm talking about&lt;br /&gt;You heard a lot of people talking about you baby&lt;br /&gt;You heard a lot of people talking about you baby&lt;br /&gt;Sabotage&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that's sabotage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You told me lies baby&lt;br /&gt;??? words are going round&lt;br /&gt;It's happy when I'm up&lt;br /&gt;You hurt me when I'm down&lt;br /&gt;It's sabotage&lt;br /&gt;We got a lot of words are going round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Play that sad blues song good for me maestro)&lt;br /&gt;(Blood curdling howl)&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, sabotage, sabotage, sabotage, sabotage"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Pollard dips his toe into the land of Blues. This is a moody lo-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fi&lt;/span&gt; pieces that could have been recorded by anyone from an old Blue musician to Joe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cocker&lt;/span&gt;. An interesting direction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-1918206907650521088?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/1918206907650521088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=1918206907650521088&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/1918206907650521088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/1918206907650521088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2011/03/sabotage.html' title='Sabotage'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-4758679323500862705</id><published>2010-11-01T09:12:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T09:14:13.934+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elephant Jokes'/><title type='text'>Johnny Optimist</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Elephant Jokes" 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A modern Robert Pollard classic with a great guitar hook and hop about and kick the air vocals. You cannot help but smile when you hear this track. It has funny lyrics and is just basically a happy song. Great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-4758679323500862705?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4758679323500862705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=4758679323500862705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/4758679323500862705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/4758679323500862705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2010/11/johnny-optimist.html' title='Johnny Optimist'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-8739078804926014342</id><published>2010-11-01T09:07:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T09:10:17.476+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gringo'/><title type='text'>Bad Baby Blue</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Gringo" 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bad Baby Blue&lt;br /&gt;We'll I've been lachrymose too&lt;br /&gt;Bad baby blues&lt;br /&gt;When it's not up to youse yeah&lt;br /&gt;Bad Baby Blue&lt;br /&gt;Got me talkin' to mountains&lt;br /&gt;Bad Baby Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ram your fists down through your ripped out rotten shirt&lt;br /&gt;Back alive I'm feeling bad enough to kill&lt;br /&gt;Spare the seasons of the winters in your soul&lt;br /&gt;Name the reasons, please&lt;br /&gt;And Bad Baby Blue here's to lookin' at you&lt;br /&gt;Bad Baby Blue so very vile I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;I found it so hard to listen to you&lt;br /&gt;Bad Baby Blue you tell me what you laugh about&lt;br /&gt;Bad Baby Blue you tell me when you cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna kiss my television when you're on&lt;br /&gt;Count your angels in the suitcase of your heart&lt;br /&gt;Angels sitting in your cafeteria mind&lt;br /&gt;You're a bad baby"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spooky. This track feels slow and discordant but with a punching Vocal. Circus Devils are there to mess with your ears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-8739078804926014342?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8739078804926014342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=8739078804926014342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/8739078804926014342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/8739078804926014342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2010/11/bad-baby-blue.html' title='Bad Baby Blue'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-2693038172655558277</id><published>2010-11-01T08:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T08:58:55.048+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mag Earwig'/><title type='text'>Mag Earwig!</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Mag Earwig!" 1997&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Blessed is the way to a man's heart &lt;br /&gt;Quite so even out of dreadlock &lt;br /&gt;But the bastard of an ex-warhorse kicks &lt;br /&gt;And I smiled like an electric child"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob does an impression of a Baby crying. Reminds me a lot of the classic Bee Thousand/Bushes/Lanes era. A fun 40 seconds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-2693038172655558277?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2693038172655558277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=2693038172655558277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/2693038172655558277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/2693038172655558277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2010/11/mag-earwig.html' title='Mag Earwig!'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-7124060355331900403</id><published>2010-07-13T19:43:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T19:45:57.212+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vampire On Titus'/><title type='text'>Cool Off Kid Kilowatt</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Vampire On Titus" 1993&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Combustions, man--yeah, that's where we live&lt;br /&gt;We're starving for the season&lt;br /&gt;Jonesin' for a reason&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it interesting?  Isn't it odd?&lt;br /&gt;Picked to finish last&lt;br /&gt;I will speed my way past&lt;br /&gt;Like a psychodrama, like a skeleton man"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is one of the instruments on this song someone blowing onto the top of a beer bottle? I'm beginning to hear the early formations of Bee Thousand like melodies here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-7124060355331900403?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7124060355331900403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=7124060355331900403&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/7124060355331900403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/7124060355331900403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2010/07/cool-off-kid-kilowatt.html' title='Cool Off Kid Kilowatt'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-30995416413730686</id><published>2010-07-13T19:39:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T19:42:29.431+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suitcase 3'/><title type='text'>After The Quake (Let's Bake A Cake)</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Suitcase 3" 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A stream of consciousness jingly jangly acoustic number with some crazy lyrics. Funny stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-30995416413730686?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/30995416413730686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=30995416413730686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/30995416413730686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/30995416413730686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2010/07/after-quake-lets-bake-cake.html' title='After The Quake (Let&apos;s Bake A Cake)'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-2790730664672309282</id><published>2010-07-11T09:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T09:07:59.738+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Superman Was A Rocker'/><title type='text'>Another Man's Blood</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Superman Was A Rocker" 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Working and slaving&lt;br /&gt;for another man's blood&lt;br /&gt;Working to save up&lt;br /&gt;For another man's blood&lt;br /&gt;Build up a future&lt;br /&gt;For another man's blood&lt;br /&gt;Working to save up&lt;br /&gt;For another man's blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good for the blood&lt;br /&gt;Of another man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good for the future&lt;br /&gt;Of another man's blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood and bondage&lt;br /&gt;And future&lt;br /&gt;Saving&lt;br /&gt;Not living&lt;br /&gt;Slaying&lt;br /&gt;Not giving&lt;br /&gt;Not given&lt;br /&gt;Forgiven&lt;br /&gt;Not giving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working and slaving&lt;br /&gt;For another man's blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good for the blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good for the blood&lt;br /&gt;of another man"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark and Grinding with muffled and spooky vocals. I'm not a massive fan of some of Mr Pollards experimental songs and this is certainly not one of my favourite songs. Again, a song where I'm sure the lyrics turn up in a "proper" song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-2790730664672309282?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2790730664672309282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=2790730664672309282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/2790730664672309282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/2790730664672309282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2010/07/another-mans-blood.html' title='Another Man&apos;s Blood'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-5648037362055440014</id><published>2010-07-10T11:17:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T11:20:51.335+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mag Earwig'/><title type='text'>Bomb In The Bee-Hive</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Mag Earwig" 1997&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here I go around the blame &lt;br /&gt;Here I go with hand over flame &lt;br /&gt;Down on the floor at 9:00 &lt;br /&gt;A scene not fully recognized &lt;br /&gt;At precisely 9:00 &lt;br /&gt;Here I go with clapping hands &lt;br /&gt;Here I go with "still no plans" &lt;br /&gt;Illuminate the mystery &lt;br /&gt;The film is not for view &lt;br /&gt;The film is not for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good song from Mag Earwig but not one of Bobs best. Sort of middle era, middle of the road Bob and doesnt really build to its potential. Lovely thrashy ending though with some great guitars and drum rolls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-5648037362055440014?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/5648037362055440014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=5648037362055440014&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/5648037362055440014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/5648037362055440014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2010/07/bomb-in-bee-hive.html' title='Bomb In The Bee-Hive'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-3264596584284246557</id><published>2010-07-09T08:47:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T08:48:51.309+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moses On A Snail'/><title type='text'>Each Is Good In His Own House</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Moses On A Snail" 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A standout track from the 2010 Robert Pollard Opus "Moses On A Snail". Deceptively simple and achingly beautiful song. Robert Pollard can capture a certain whimsical mood like no other. The lyrics make sense yet make no sense whatsoever but get under your skin. Wonderful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-3264596584284246557?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/3264596584284246557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=3264596584284246557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/3264596584284246557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/3264596584284246557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2010/07/each-is-good-in-his-own-house.html' title='Each Is Good In His Own House'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-2438183703771101280</id><published>2010-07-09T08:41:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T08:49:07.314+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suitcase 3'/><title type='text'>The Lodger Carried A Gun</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Suitcase 2" 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gentle rustic track. A Pretty song that sounds a bit early REM (obvious cheap parallel). Beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-2438183703771101280?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2438183703771101280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=2438183703771101280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/2438183703771101280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/2438183703771101280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2010/07/lodger-carried-gun.html' title='The Lodger Carried A Gun'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-5543378706301730950</id><published>2010-02-07T09:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T09:11:48.775+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suitcase 3'/><title type='text'>I Share A Rhythm</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Suitcase 3" 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quickly strummed track, stuck together with sellotape and nails. I'm sure Bob is freestyling as he goes along, trying to get the sound right, to get some phonetic connection to the "real" song that will come later after a little work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-5543378706301730950?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/5543378706301730950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=5543378706301730950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/5543378706301730950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/5543378706301730950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-share-rhythm.html' title='I Share A Rhythm'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-1954708395051850777</id><published>2010-02-07T09:06:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T09:09:08.982+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suitcase 1'/><title type='text'>A Farewell To Arms</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Suitcase 1" 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A farewell to arms&lt;br /&gt;A man with his charms&lt;br /&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can die if you want to&lt;br /&gt;You can live in a penthouse ???&lt;br /&gt;??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A farewell to arms&lt;br /&gt;A jacket in with his charms&lt;br /&gt;Another man with a ???&lt;br /&gt;A farewell to arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every boy ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A farewell to arms..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isnt this a Hazzard Hotrods songs? My Pollardian mind is reaching here. Muffled vocals over a slinky groove. Words are not clear but this is song has a fantastic feel to it. An enigma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-1954708395051850777?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/1954708395051850777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=1954708395051850777&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/1954708395051850777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/1954708395051850777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2010/02/farewell-to-arms.html' title='A Farewell To Arms'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-5915005568743453453</id><published>2010-02-07T09:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T09:04:27.546+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fast Japanese Spin Cycle'/><title type='text'>Volcano Divers</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Fast Japanese Spin Cycle" 1994&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Volcano divers&lt;br /&gt;Volcano divers&lt;br /&gt;You got a lot to say&lt;br /&gt;But hey don't say it&lt;br /&gt;So much reported and&lt;br /&gt;So much distorted&lt;br /&gt;Divers&lt;br /&gt;Volcano divers"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've heard of some Extreme sports.... Great classic sounding GBV. Simple but brilliant sound with a screeching guitar that mysteriously appears halfway. Short and sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-5915005568743453453?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/5915005568743453453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=5915005568743453453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/5915005568743453453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/5915005568743453453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2010/02/volcano-divers.html' title='Volcano Divers'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-2262572967530235482</id><published>2009-12-06T09:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T09:30:48.208+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bee Thousand'/><title type='text'>Smothered In Hugs</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Bee Thousand" 1993&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In the summer that you came&lt;br /&gt;there was something eating everyone&lt;br /&gt;And the sunshine fund was low&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't greet you with a simple hello&lt;br /&gt;And the watchers of the flood were busy in their chambers&lt;br /&gt;Making sure there was new blood to sustain their dying veins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I believed you&lt;br /&gt;No need for further questioning&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna leave with you&lt;br /&gt;You can teach me all you know&lt;br /&gt;Which way will we go now on our trip to taller windows&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know now&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the winter that you left, there was business as usual&lt;br /&gt;With the same old fears and frustrations&lt;br /&gt;But the word got out, it was really such a pity&lt;br /&gt;But the judges and the saints and the textbook committee&lt;br /&gt;Decided you should be left out - not even mentioned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I believed you&lt;br /&gt;No need for further questioning&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna leave with you&lt;br /&gt;You can teach me all you know&lt;br /&gt;Which way will we go now on our trip to taller windows&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know now&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh. A GBV classic. A relentless throb of wonderful goodness. Downbeat and sad but uplifting and beautiful all at the same time. Who are the Textbook committee?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-2262572967530235482?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2262572967530235482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=2262572967530235482&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/2262572967530235482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/2262572967530235482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2009/12/smothered-in-hugs.html' title='Smothered In Hugs'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-4470613790882100582</id><published>2009-12-06T09:24:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T09:27:01.190+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Grand Hour'/><title type='text'>I'll Get Over It</title><content type='html'>Take from "The Grand Hour" 1993&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"During the initiation&lt;br /&gt;Please refrain from conversation&lt;br /&gt;Leave your opinions at home&lt;br /&gt;Put your cigarettes out&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking a lot&lt;br /&gt;I might have difficulty&lt;br /&gt;I've lost my insensity&lt;br /&gt;But I'll get over it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lumpen beginning but 60s garage sounding lo-fi shorty from Bob &amp; Co with crashing rolling drums and howled vocals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-4470613790882100582?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4470613790882100582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=4470613790882100582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/4470613790882100582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/4470613790882100582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2009/12/ill-get-over-it.html' title='I&apos;ll Get Over It'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-6840548151407820305</id><published>2009-10-18T08:56:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T08:59:12.132+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not In My Airforce'/><title type='text'>Roofer's Union Fight Song</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Not In My Airforce" 1996&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For every wild weekend &lt;br /&gt;The roofers cry &lt;br /&gt;Under the underdog bullwhip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A "Nothing For Granted" requested &lt;br /&gt;Abusing the signal &lt;br /&gt;Went forth the student of mystery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out there in the way - let's waste him &lt;br /&gt;Show him the teaching tool &lt;br /&gt;Only "No Ones" get through the gate &lt;br /&gt;...not in my airforce"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very 70's sounding guitar lick and some wailed Bob vocals. Bob loves planes doesnt he?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-6840548151407820305?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/6840548151407820305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=6840548151407820305&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/6840548151407820305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/6840548151407820305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2009/10/roofers-union-fight-song.html' title='Roofer&apos;s Union Fight Song'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-5018550131938495004</id><published>2009-10-11T11:14:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T11:18:03.701+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Under The Bushes Under The Stars'/><title type='text'>To Remake The Young Flyer</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Under The Bushes Under The Stars" 1996&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To remake the young flyer &lt;br /&gt;yes we must define his high desire &lt;br /&gt;stand erect and not detect&lt;br /&gt;the anythings that we could not admire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from a long line of highmen&lt;br /&gt;number one, is that the one to send?&lt;br /&gt;to restore all the trial&lt;br /&gt;this and then the national pride so proud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a question to the lunatic&lt;br /&gt;does your day seem like night &lt;br /&gt;does your world go to heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gallant men dash forth &lt;br /&gt;he takes his place &lt;br /&gt;he ends the laughter of the slaughter daughters&lt;br /&gt;takes his softness from his hand and goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to remake the young flyer &lt;br /&gt;yes we must define his high desire"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wonderful Tobin Sprout song with a very distinctive guitar sound. Languid and beautiful from the classic Guided By Voices album.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-5018550131938495004?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/5018550131938495004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=5018550131938495004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/5018550131938495004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/5018550131938495004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-remake-young-flyer.html' title='To Remake The Young Flyer'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-8325110173010130020</id><published>2009-10-10T16:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T16:29:33.915+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brown Submarine'/><title type='text'>Psych Threat</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Brown Submarine" 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Propulsive. A great Boston Spaceships song with a real sing along refrain. Really kicks in halfway through and launches into a very Sex Pistols like garage rock/punk melody. Bob is having fun. And so are we.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-8325110173010130020?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8325110173010130020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=8325110173010130020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/8325110173010130020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/8325110173010130020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2009/10/psych-threat.html' title='Psych Threat'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-4340033515930591002</id><published>2009-10-10T16:23:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T16:25:50.169+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ringworm Interiors'/><title type='text'>Lizard Food</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Ringworm Interiors" 2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Challenge your stamina &lt;br /&gt;save your breath &lt;br /&gt;challenge your weakness &lt;br /&gt;this is a test &lt;br /&gt;superior broadcasting &lt;br /&gt;extend your feelers &lt;br /&gt;who are we out there? &lt;br /&gt;Up there or under? &lt;br /&gt;The brush of death &lt;br /&gt;lizard food grandfather smoked it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual early Circus Devils rumbling and screeching sound with hollered vocals and a swirly tune. Not a favourite composition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-4340033515930591002?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4340033515930591002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=4340033515930591002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/4340033515930591002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/4340033515930591002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2009/10/lizard-food.html' title='Lizard Food'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-4706174951402351820</id><published>2009-10-10T16:14:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T16:21:42.877+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Football'/><title type='text'>The Year Nobody Died</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Bad Football" 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;""I can’t compete&lt;br /&gt;With the flies in the street",&lt;br /&gt;This she cried &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank all the beer&lt;br /&gt;Nothing left in the year nobody died &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made it to runaway &lt;br /&gt;I’ll make it to Airway &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pushed to the hills&lt;br /&gt;With your suicide pills&lt;br /&gt;It’s all right &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Metro state&lt;br /&gt;Saving time is impossible&lt;br /&gt;I made it to runaway&lt;br /&gt;I’ll make it to Airway &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On last report most folks agreed it was a good year"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a melancholy song from the usually upbeat Takeovers. Again, looking forward to old age and death. Beautiful song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-4706174951402351820?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4706174951402351820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=4706174951402351820&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/4706174951402351820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/4706174951402351820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2009/10/year-nobody-died.html' title='The Year Nobody Died'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-2693841504617390945</id><published>2009-07-09T13:06:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T13:08:57.420+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bigger Trouble'/><title type='text'>Solid Gold</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Bigger Trouble" 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gentler song from the Hazzard Hotrods, whereas as the rest of Big/Bigger Trouble is a long boogie/jam this is probably the one that sounds most like traditional Pollard. A lovely melody to tug on the heart strings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-2693841504617390945?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2693841504617390945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=2693841504617390945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/2693841504617390945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/2693841504617390945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2009/07/solid-gold.html' title='Solid Gold'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-7171765756456230643</id><published>2009-07-09T13:02:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T13:05:20.596+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ataxia'/><title type='text'>I Found The Black Mind</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Ataxia" 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A spooky Lynchian nightmare from Robert Pollard and the Circus Devils. Conjures up images when I listen to it; Twin Peaks. Dark swishing Trees. Twilight. Wonder where this darker side of Pollard comes from?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-7171765756456230643?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7171765756456230643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=7171765756456230643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/7171765756456230643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/7171765756456230643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-found-black-mind.html' title='I Found The Black Mind'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-8270393808807042276</id><published>2009-06-06T12:28:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T12:29:28.147+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Propeller'/><title type='text'>14 Cheerleader Coldfront</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Propeller" 1992&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"14 cheerleader cold front&lt;br /&gt;put your nose beyond  &lt;br /&gt;creeping boys in alleys &lt;br /&gt;(find them when your gone?)&lt;br /&gt;stick close to locker rooms&lt;br /&gt;and (waving clothes to wear?)&lt;br /&gt;you will hold them dear&lt;br /&gt;to something (queer and stare?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 used companions&lt;br /&gt;have nowhere to stay&lt;br /&gt;give them access to parking spaces &lt;br /&gt;no coin meters there"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfection. Nothing else to say really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-8270393808807042276?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8270393808807042276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=8270393808807042276&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/8270393808807042276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/8270393808807042276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2009/06/14-cheerleader-coldfront.html' title='14 Cheerleader Coldfront'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-4908335652088224065</id><published>2009-05-31T10:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T10:13:37.146+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Earthquake Glue'/><title type='text'>Secret Star</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Earthquake Glue" 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"met a man of energy &lt;br /&gt;suppose it doesnt work &lt;br /&gt;lantern man, &lt;br /&gt;find an inoperative halo &lt;br /&gt;tossed inside a field &lt;br /&gt;in your crystal ball &lt;br /&gt;was he ostracized, &lt;br /&gt;inured, or castaway &lt;br /&gt;in a playhouse? &lt;br /&gt;hoops and hairpins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grow alone, &lt;br /&gt;after know your conjurer, &lt;br /&gt;a spinster kept checking for a special clock remover. &lt;br /&gt;but now were out of time, &lt;br /&gt;secret star of heavenly bundles, &lt;br /&gt;firmly confirmed yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;send no more joy, &lt;br /&gt;no more light, &lt;br /&gt;no more danger, &lt;br /&gt;it will always come. &lt;br /&gt;to wish for you to fall, &lt;br /&gt;to with for you to burn, &lt;br /&gt;to wish for your return. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A chant, a march, a call to arms. Great song from Earthquake Glue with the usual Pollard insanely addictive melody and hook and fantastically nonsense lyrics. And that Epic finish! Know your Conjurer! Heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-4908335652088224065?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4908335652088224065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=4908335652088224065&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/4908335652088224065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/4908335652088224065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2009/05/secret-star.html' title='Secret Star'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-8865494674922528871</id><published>2009-05-31T10:05:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T10:12:51.063+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Under The Bushes Under The Stars'/><title type='text'>Atom Eyes</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Under The Bushes Under The Stars" 1998&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i'm dreaming and so it must be true &lt;br /&gt;nothing else could look as good as you do &lt;br /&gt;and so in a rocket go &lt;br /&gt;up to where the astros flow into space &lt;br /&gt;don't hold me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atom eyes, don't worry your brain &lt;br /&gt;take a break from everyday &lt;br /&gt;sell the house, the car, the pain &lt;br /&gt;(just be sure to live again)&lt;br /&gt;atom eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm running away from your clues &lt;br /&gt;atomizer sprinklers are spraying perfume &lt;br /&gt;escape a lobotomy&lt;br /&gt;there's a million heartstrings ready to fly &lt;br /&gt;let's pull them now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atom eyes, don't worry your brain &lt;br /&gt;take a break from everyday &lt;br /&gt;sell the house, the car, the pain &lt;br /&gt;(just be sure to live again)&lt;br /&gt;atom eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atom eyes, don't worry your brain &lt;br /&gt;take a break from everyday &lt;br /&gt;sell the house, the car, the pain &lt;br /&gt;(just be sure to live again)&lt;br /&gt;atom eyes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A classic from classic era-GBV. Sort and beautiful but full of punch and drive. The Beatles would have been proud to have written and sung this song. Good stuff Tobin. Wait no Pollard today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-8865494674922528871?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8865494674922528871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=8865494674922528871&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/8865494674922528871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/8865494674922528871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2009/05/atom-eyes.html' title='Atom Eyes'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-4293244910790032106</id><published>2009-05-08T11:09:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T11:12:38.182+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Planets Are Blasted'/><title type='text'>Sylph</title><content type='html'>Taken from "The Planets Are Blasted" 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyics Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a slow song from The Boston Spaceships who usually mode of transport is speedy Garage Rock. This song would fit quite nicely on a Robert Pollard solo album. Its got a nice swingy sort of chorus and definitely makes you feel happy when listening to it. Again, a good song. In case you were wondering ; Sylph (also called sylphid) is a mythological creature in the Western tradition. The term originates in Paracelsus, who describes sylphs as invisible beings of the air, his elementals of air.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-4293244910790032106?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4293244910790032106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=4293244910790032106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/4293244910790032106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/4293244910790032106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2009/05/sylph.html' title='Sylph'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-4231830656731016640</id><published>2009-05-08T11:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T11:08:33.513+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ringworm Interiors'/><title type='text'>Star Peppered Wheatgerm</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Ringworm Interiors" 2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"(so long) to sonar (goodbye) to confidence &lt;br /&gt;star peppered wheat germ &lt;br /&gt;dark colonies erratic constellations &lt;br /&gt;compile your filthiness in a balled up corner &lt;br /&gt;star peppered wheat germ like dust&lt;br /&gt;and fragmented waiting so long"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Random Words. Is there a machine somewhere that comes up with these titles? A slow track that reminds me a bit of Rodan or Slint or something of that ilk. Tempo picks up a bit at the end. Not bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-4231830656731016640?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4231830656731016640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=4231830656731016640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/4231830656731016640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/4231830656731016640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2009/05/star-peppered-wheatgerm.html' title='Star Peppered Wheatgerm'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-5566206481827285498</id><published>2009-05-08T11:01:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T11:03:23.839+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All That Is Holy'/><title type='text'>Hello Forever</title><content type='html'>Taken from "All That Is Holy" 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sure this turned into a "proper" song, or at least the backing did. Bob sort of makes "word-noises" over a synth led track. Good song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-5566206481827285498?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/5566206481827285498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=5566206481827285498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/5566206481827285498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/5566206481827285498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-forever.html' title='Hello Forever'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-5085210109298770880</id><published>2009-04-30T15:24:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T15:25:57.632+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turn To Red'/><title type='text'>Wig Stomper</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Turn To Red" 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fuzzy and very lo-fi recording of Wig Stomper and lots of laughing. Is this just Bob leaving a strange and on the fly tune for a friend? A proper version appears on the Little Green Onion Man EP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-5085210109298770880?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/5085210109298770880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=5085210109298770880&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/5085210109298770880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/5085210109298770880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2009/04/wig-stomper.html' title='Wig Stomper'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-490506284026232488</id><published>2009-04-27T10:37:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T10:40:46.648+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Under The Bushes Under The Stars'/><title type='text'>He's The Uncle</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Under The Bushes Under The Stars" 1996&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And now we see eye to eye&lt;br /&gt;That another man's trash is collectible&lt;br /&gt;And every weakness is correctible&lt;br /&gt;Be leaving here quite soon now&lt;br /&gt;Be pushing off to the moon now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wow - I have had quite a time&lt;br /&gt;And the mosh pit is filled&lt;br /&gt;With memorabilia&lt;br /&gt;And if you'd have stayed&lt;br /&gt;They'd have killed ya&lt;br /&gt;Be takin' you home anytime now&lt;br /&gt;And I had a very nice time now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not so cold, are we?&lt;br /&gt;They are not so bold, are they?&lt;br /&gt;And I am getting old, aren't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not so cold, are we?&lt;br /&gt;They are not so bold, are they?&lt;br /&gt;And I am getting old, aren't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how did you like my clothes?&lt;br /&gt;I wore them so that they wouldn't dump us"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus Track Alert! Great song with a very Paul McCartney vocal with great crunching production. For ages I thought this was on the Tigerbomb EP, I am incorrect. The chorus of "We are No So Sold Are We? They are not so bold, are they? And I am getting old, aren't I?" is jaw droppingly amazing. Thanks Bob.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-490506284026232488?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/490506284026232488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=490506284026232488&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/490506284026232488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/490506284026232488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2009/04/hes-uncle.html' title='He&apos;s The Uncle'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-894319312511609895</id><published>2009-04-26T08:54:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T08:59:37.252+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gringo'/><title type='text'>The Beast Falls Down</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Gringo" 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from "Gringo", the most accessible of all Circus Devils albums, this is a synth driven ballad with an uplifting feel but also with the hint of oddness and darkness that Circus Devils always have lurking in the background. Love the final two guitar strums. For some reason I think of the Devil during this song. Maybe that's just me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-894319312511609895?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/894319312511609895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=894319312511609895&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/894319312511609895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/894319312511609895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2009/04/beast-falls-down.html' title='The Beast Falls Down'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-8698853312158969767</id><published>2009-04-26T08:50:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T08:54:18.464+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tonics And Twisted Chasers'/><title type='text'>The Candyland Riots</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Tonics And Twisted Chasers" 1997&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Over the flames&lt;br /&gt;The plastic airplanes circled&lt;br /&gt;And every ambulance harmonized&lt;br /&gt;A glorious yellow smoke filled the eyes&lt;br /&gt;Of the baby giants given astro-taffy&lt;br /&gt;To keep them happy&lt;br /&gt;While the war raged on&lt;br /&gt;And the friendly army drove to beat the band&lt;br /&gt;How did you escape&lt;br /&gt;Your door was locked&lt;br /&gt;The exit's blocked&lt;br /&gt;Now I know&lt;br /&gt;It's not so impossible&lt;br /&gt;Now I know&lt;br /&gt;We can't go back to where we were&lt;br /&gt;We're back to where we'll be&lt;br /&gt;ooooh&lt;br /&gt;Back to where we were&lt;br /&gt;we'll be"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lumbering strum and a lovely wilting vocal from Bob and a fantastic melody make this a mini RP classic. Big question? What is an Astro-Taffy though?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-8698853312158969767?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8698853312158969767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=8698853312158969767&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/8698853312158969767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/8698853312158969767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2009/04/candyland-riots.html' title='The Candyland Riots'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-7681086663268400024</id><published>2009-03-29T10:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T10:34:37.817+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandbox'/><title type='text'>I Certainly Hope Not</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Sandbox" 1987&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The tension was pretty tight &lt;br /&gt;leave you hangin without a fight&lt;br /&gt;Give it all up cause theres no living in&lt;br /&gt;the world of Artic&lt;br /&gt;no giving, acquitting (are you quitting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{chorus}&lt;br /&gt;I certainly hope not ohhh noooo(*3)&lt;br /&gt;ohhh ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so many things people say &lt;br /&gt;just to help give it away (but get in the way)&lt;br /&gt;I won't try to figure things out&lt;br /&gt;it's complicated so when doubt (I did)&lt;br /&gt;I start crying&lt;br /&gt;stop lying (trying)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{chorus}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attracted to the light&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be alright (Where everything with you - all right)&lt;br /&gt;Attracted to the light&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be alright (Where everything will be)&lt;br /&gt;Attracted to the light&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be alright"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pub stomp with a killer chorus, very traditional rock sounding song from the early GBV archives that could have been recorded anywhere between the 60s and late 80s. Good song though not typical GBV fare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-7681086663268400024?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7681086663268400024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=7681086663268400024&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/7681086663268400024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/7681086663268400024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-certainly-hope-not.html' title='I Certainly Hope Not'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-7168066201063640751</id><published>2009-02-27T10:52:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T10:55:29.911+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Choreographed Man Of War'/><title type='text'>Edison's Memos</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Choreographed Man Of War" 2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How many reach out to see &lt;br /&gt;I'll hide it &lt;br /&gt;And I stow it all away &lt;br /&gt;You reach out to me &lt;br /&gt;In a moment &lt;br /&gt;Sustain &lt;br /&gt;But I wanted to reach you &lt;br /&gt;Elected to greet you now &lt;br /&gt;Did you know? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This strange one gathers the sea &lt;br /&gt;A harvest of clean thinking &lt;br /&gt;What does she get &lt;br /&gt;She owes it to me &lt;br /&gt;At the moment &lt;br /&gt;It explodes &lt;br /&gt;Like an army on horses &lt;br /&gt;Original forces, now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether or not you see them move &lt;br /&gt;Distance discovers patterns &lt;br /&gt;Coming up close but far away &lt;br /&gt;But known to crush and crumble schools &lt;br /&gt;We're new discovery channel's fools &lt;br /&gt;Who burst in flames &lt;br /&gt;Who cancel out &lt;br /&gt;Who phase out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under skies dark with alienation &lt;br /&gt;We exchange love like radiation &lt;br /&gt;Under skies dard with alienation &lt;br /&gt;We exchange love like radiation &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many reach out to see &lt;br /&gt;I'll hide it and &lt;br /&gt;I'll stow it all away &lt;br /&gt;You reach out to me in a moment &lt;br /&gt;Sustain &lt;br /&gt;But I wanted to reach you &lt;br /&gt;But elected to greet you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Pollard classic. Such a great melody that again sounds exciting but sad and longing at the same time and some fantastic lyrics and singing. Great guitar part also. Top notch song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-7168066201063640751?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7168066201063640751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=7168066201063640751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/7168066201063640751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/7168066201063640751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2009/02/edisons-memos.html' title='Edison&apos;s Memos'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-8048982726509720933</id><published>2009-02-27T10:49:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T10:50:58.389+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='We&apos;ve Moved'/><title type='text'>Hound Has The Advantage</title><content type='html'>Taken from "We've Moved" 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob making trumpet noises? A typical Psycho and the Birds track. You have to be in the correct mind set to listen to Psycho and the Birds. Its rough ideas of songs. Some of the added instrumentation is interesting but the lyrics and melodies are just off the fly and border on mumbled madmens ramblings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-8048982726509720933?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8048982726509720933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=8048982726509720933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/8048982726509720933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/8048982726509720933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2009/02/hound-has-advantage.html' title='Hound Has The Advantage'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-2653784235221823911</id><published>2009-02-27T10:42:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T10:46:36.098+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You Satisfy Me 7&quot;'/><title type='text'>Impossible Octopus</title><content type='html'>Taken from "You Satisfy Me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Satisfy Me played backwards. I always used to enjoy the Stone Roses backwards songs as it sounded like new songs. This is just a gimmicky filler. Played the right way round its a great song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-2653784235221823911?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2653784235221823911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=2653784235221823911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/2653784235221823911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/2653784235221823911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2009/02/impossible-octopus.html' title='Impossible Octopus'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-1817665135088639262</id><published>2009-02-01T11:41:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T11:43:52.708+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sgt. Disco'/><title type='text'>Break My Leg</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Sgt.Disco" 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Take me to the sun&lt;br /&gt;And break my leg &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t expose the kind of thing&lt;br /&gt;The timeless thing&lt;br /&gt;The mindless thing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me I’m still not out of bed&lt;br /&gt;Your memory will soon betray &lt;br /&gt;Your situation baby&lt;br /&gt;Your memory of summer fades away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want some &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wear the upper hand on me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song where Bob sounds very much like Eddie Vedder from Pearl Jam. A very downbeat song which gets darker and darker and more spooky. This song would probably scare small children.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-1817665135088639262?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/1817665135088639262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=1817665135088639262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/1817665135088639262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/1817665135088639262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2009/02/break-my-leg.html' title='Break My Leg'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-2908429062828527818</id><published>2009-01-31T17:57:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T18:00:37.131+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waved Out'/><title type='text'>Steeple Of Knives</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Waved Out" 1998&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I’m tired of you&lt;br /&gt;This occasion rattled me a lot&lt;br /&gt;We build our island towers high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it fall on me?&lt;br /&gt;A steeple of knives&lt;br /&gt;Caught in core emotions rising&lt;br /&gt;Now our eyes have seen the hurt&lt;br /&gt;Premonition/relapse&lt;br /&gt;Below"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A propulsive rhythmic track that pretty much sums up a lot of later Pollard material. A cool riff with an explosive finish. Punk with a capital P(op)(ollard). Good song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-2908429062828527818?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2908429062828527818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=2908429062828527818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/2908429062828527818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/2908429062828527818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2009/01/steeple-of-knives.html' title='Steeple Of Knives'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-8324606879348056426</id><published>2009-01-04T11:53:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T11:56:26.356+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Calling Zero'/><title type='text'>Lifetime For The Mavericks</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Calling Zero" 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;I'm this far away&lt;br /&gt;You are a screamer&lt;br /&gt;I hear you&lt;br /&gt;This is tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;And where will we stay&lt;br /&gt;In a lifetime for the mavericks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was time for the jokers&lt;br /&gt;But maybe too late&lt;br /&gt;And now the punch line is stumbling&lt;br /&gt;Who let them up here?&lt;br /&gt;They're too young, you now&lt;br /&gt;To witness this business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;But maybe too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;This far away"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some great crunchy fuzzed up guitar at the start of this collaboration between Mr Pollard and Mac McCaughan. Bob vocals sort of jump in and catch you unawares after the long intro. A lot of fans slate this album. Nothing wrong with it as far as I can tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-8324606879348056426?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8324606879348056426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=8324606879348056426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/8324606879348056426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/8324606879348056426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2009/01/lifetime-for-mavericks.html' title='Lifetime For The Mavericks'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-602056651257047648</id><published>2009-01-03T12:42:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T12:45:24.758+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Butler Stands For All Of Us'/><title type='text'>I Would Be A Fish Tank</title><content type='html'>Taken from "The Butler Stands For All Of Us" 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A demo sounding acoustic track with a simple almost nursery rhyme like refrain. The imagery is very surreal as usual. Is this Bob jamming or did he write it? I imagine his days are full of ditties like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-602056651257047648?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/602056651257047648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=602056651257047648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/602056651257047648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/602056651257047648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-would-be-fish-tank.html' title='I Would Be A Fish Tank'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-6593304300121505874</id><published>2008-12-31T11:47:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T11:49:37.417+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Earthquake Glue'/><title type='text'>Mix Up The Satellite</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Earthquake Glue" 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sail fish like a kite when it rolls by. &lt;br /&gt;sad eyes they will grow like a headlight. &lt;br /&gt;mix up the satellites. &lt;br /&gt;wheel of the sunrise, &lt;br /&gt;feel as its rolling by. &lt;br /&gt;save us light, &lt;br /&gt;that gave us night, &lt;br /&gt;save us light, &lt;br /&gt;that gave us night. &lt;br /&gt;mix up the satellites. &lt;br /&gt;wheel of the sunrise, &lt;br /&gt;feel as its rolling by."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The synths in this song remind a little of The Cure and comes from one of Bobs slickest albums "Earthquake Glue". As is usual from this period GBV the Who is also a very strong influence. Nice song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-6593304300121505874?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/6593304300121505874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=6593304300121505874&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/6593304300121505874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/6593304300121505874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/12/mix-up-satellite.html' title='Mix Up The Satellite'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-2044964224044327753</id><published>2008-12-30T12:01:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T12:04:08.316+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction Man'/><title type='text'>Every Word In The World</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Fiction Man" 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every word in the world raging silent&lt;br /&gt;Like the spirit of original film&lt;br /&gt;Straight out as the drama and the test&lt;br /&gt;Try to reach you&lt;br /&gt;Stretching out from East to West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the endless city&lt;br /&gt;Running from time&lt;br /&gt;Breathing easier in it's place to hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From seed&lt;br /&gt;From single cell it comes&lt;br /&gt;Not transmutated&lt;br /&gt;Or digressing even from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of them even matter&lt;br /&gt;Or seem of worth&lt;br /&gt;Of the lost in their microcosmic world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A maze&lt;br /&gt;Shielded&lt;br /&gt;By a mist&lt;br /&gt;Running&lt;br /&gt;Out of time&lt;br /&gt;Evaporating&lt;br /&gt;Raging silent&lt;br /&gt;Like every word&lt;br /&gt;In the world"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Robert Pollard must have sung every word in the world by now. This is a gentle acoustic number that has hints of REM and is pure Americana. Fiction Man is oft looked over but I think its the point where Bob's solo work began to mature into its own entity and not just be a repository for GBV outtakes. Lovely stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-2044964224044327753?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2044964224044327753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=2044964224044327753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/2044964224044327753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/2044964224044327753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/12/every-word-in-world.html' title='Every Word In The World'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-2639333418187914974</id><published>2008-12-30T11:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T11:59:09.753+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alien Lanes'/><title type='text'>Gold Hick</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Alien Lanes" 1995&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All my dumb luck and all my misgivings&lt;br /&gt;I thrust them aside for the dead for the living&lt;br /&gt;I want my vehicle, my saucer-shaped coffin&lt;br /&gt;I'm Mighty Pro-Jet&lt;br /&gt;I'm Baron Von Richtofen"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 30 second classic! Nuff said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-2639333418187914974?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2639333418187914974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=2639333418187914974&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/2639333418187914974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/2639333418187914974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/12/gold-hick.html' title='Gold Hick'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-8420742444294954312</id><published>2008-12-23T09:55:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T09:57:17.571+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crickets'/><title type='text'>Sensational Gravity Boy</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Crickets" 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Long road black road touch the road&lt;br /&gt;It's a hard road&lt;br /&gt;Spontaneous combustion&lt;br /&gt;Final decision it's the only way&lt;br /&gt;Straight up off from the aggressive rock&lt;br /&gt;Intelligensia&lt;br /&gt;But I feel no pain&lt;br /&gt;From the vacuum that sucks me in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw you drifting away&lt;br /&gt;With your car today&lt;br /&gt;With the world rushing by&lt;br /&gt;In the wink of an eye&lt;br /&gt;Move away from the whip&lt;br /&gt;On the reality ship&lt;br /&gt;And the world is a toy&lt;br /&gt;For sensational gravity boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words in the important points&lt;br /&gt;Is the assassin&lt;br /&gt;Models just them figurines&lt;br /&gt;Yeah just the ones we chose to keep&lt;br /&gt;Look them over vaguely spacy&lt;br /&gt;He spots them&lt;br /&gt;And he will not change&lt;br /&gt;He is a trooper when it comes to that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw you drifting away&lt;br /&gt;With your car today&lt;br /&gt;With the world rushing by&lt;br /&gt;In the wink of an eye&lt;br /&gt;Move away from the whip&lt;br /&gt;On the reality ship&lt;br /&gt;And the world is a toy&lt;br /&gt;For sensational gravity boy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tight demo sounding track with a great catchy uplifting chorus. Did this song ever crop up on a "proper" album? well it should. Bob goes under the name Freedom Cruise for this song. Nice. Where does it all come from? Great song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-8420742444294954312?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8420742444294954312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=8420742444294954312&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/8420742444294954312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/8420742444294954312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/12/sensational-gravity-boy.html' title='Sensational Gravity Boy'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-2212196751231407492</id><published>2008-12-14T11:14:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T11:17:44.272+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ask Them'/><title type='text'>Circling Motorhead Mountain</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Ask Them" 1999&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Off the coasts of blackness&lt;br /&gt;There are troops backed up&lt;br /&gt;Smoking their backpacks&lt;br /&gt;Testing the rocks for radio&lt;br /&gt;I suppose&lt;br /&gt;It's a good clean wrestling&lt;br /&gt;A whipped up waiting line&lt;br /&gt;It's a fast exploration&lt;br /&gt;A loving bumber crop of raw power&lt;br /&gt;The new juice"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cool sampled voice starts the track until the Rock kicks in. This is a fantastic Wig-Stomping track with a simple but cool riff and some good vocals. As usual short and leaving you wanting more. Rock!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-2212196751231407492?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2212196751231407492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=2212196751231407492&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/2212196751231407492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/2212196751231407492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/12/circling-motorhead-mountain.html' title='Circling Motorhead Mountain'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-5897708028837136823</id><published>2008-12-13T09:58:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:04:20.018+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isolation Drills'/><title type='text'>Pivotal Film</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Isolation Drills" 2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pivotal film&lt;br /&gt;Showing cloaks of rubber&lt;br /&gt;Digital relay&lt;br /&gt;Fingers stroking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like mechanical lover&lt;br /&gt;Critical rooms&lt;br /&gt;Transparent scenes shifting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pivotal film&lt;br /&gt;Selling out your monkey&lt;br /&gt;Sinful heroes&lt;br /&gt;Stabbing, choking&lt;br /&gt;(They must be joking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like mechanical lover&lt;br /&gt;Critical rooms&lt;br /&gt;Transparent scenes shifting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grotesque and arrogant&lt;br /&gt;Perfect for the experts&lt;br /&gt;Top gold&lt;br /&gt;It's cold in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Where scenesters exit&lt;br /&gt;Into thin air"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never knew Pivotal was spelt like that? Ive spent most of my life spelling it wrong! Oops. Not that I get to use the word Pivotal much these days. But today I am using it. This is a typical late period GBV affair with good production and big chuffing guitars. Its amazing looking back on this period of Pollard career. It was amazingly polished and professional where his early work was lo-fi and his recent stuff has been a strange sort of Mid-Fi with lots of experimentation. Good song though this. Chunky and has some of the best harmonies in a Pollard song ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-5897708028837136823?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/5897708028837136823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=5897708028837136823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/5897708028837136823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/5897708028837136823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/12/pivotal-film.html' title='Pivotal Film'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-3035097922638875216</id><published>2008-11-30T13:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T13:35:14.744+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Check Your Zoo'/><title type='text'>Nothing The Best</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Check Your Zoo" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instrumental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very delicate and literate start to this song, almost Spanish sounding and not the sort of showy guitarmanship you are used to with a Pollard recording. The song obviously wobbles and crumbles apart in a mix of random drumming and stroked guitars but hints at quite a lovely melody under all the grot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-3035097922638875216?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/3035097922638875216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=3035097922638875216&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/3035097922638875216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/3035097922638875216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/11/nothing-best.html' title='Nothing The Best'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-7935168469668688691</id><published>2008-11-30T13:29:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T13:30:58.992+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suitcase 2'/><title type='text'>The Golden Pickle</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Suitcase 2" 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fly on the wall recording of Bob yelping over a random acoustic strum and some laughs. A Filler, No Killer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-7935168469668688691?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7935168469668688691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=7935168469668688691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/7935168469668688691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/7935168469668688691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/11/golden-pickle.html' title='The Golden Pickle'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-3525622941036856289</id><published>2008-11-29T09:40:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T09:43:48.540+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ataxia'/><title type='text'>The Girls Will Make It Happen</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Ataxia" 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. What a song. A driven and pounding Circus Devils Masterpiece. Just on the right side of experimental but also accessible and tuneful. Love the freaky vocal effects. In an alternate universe this would be filling all the Alternative Rock Clubs floors. Easily one of my favourite tracks from "Ataxia" which is a great Circus Devils album, a soundtrack for a film David Lynch hasn't made yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-3525622941036856289?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/3525622941036856289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=3525622941036856289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/3525622941036856289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/3525622941036856289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/11/girls-will-make-it-happen.html' title='The Girls Will Make It Happen'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-569957200730029824</id><published>2008-11-29T09:39:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T09:40:39.535+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In Shop We Build Electric Chairs: Professional Music By Nightwalker'/><title type='text'>Drum Solo</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Electric Chairs: Professional Music By Nightwalker" 1999&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instrumental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A drum solo with some backward vocals. Thats it really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-569957200730029824?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/569957200730029824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=569957200730029824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/569957200730029824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/569957200730029824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/11/drum-solo.html' title='Drum Solo'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-7484353090370925330</id><published>2008-11-22T11:11:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T11:14:17.934+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mist King Urth'/><title type='text'>Fether Herd</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Mist King Urth" 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instrumental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was just thinking that there aren't many Pollard instrumentals is his plethora of songs but I got and find a couple in a row. How odd. This is a rhythmic track, all drums and weird tribal tooting. Odd, as ever. Go Bob!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-7484353090370925330?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7484353090370925330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=7484353090370925330&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/7484353090370925330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/7484353090370925330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/11/fether-herd.html' title='Fether Herd'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-4160929728207649531</id><published>2008-11-16T11:17:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T11:20:54.794+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South'/><title type='text'>False Teeth</title><content type='html'>Taken from "South" 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I SLOW DOWN THE DANCING GRAVE&lt;br /&gt;STEEL AND FIRE ARE MINE TO SAVE&lt;br /&gt;GOT TARGET POINTS ON RACING SHEETS&lt;br /&gt;THATS WHY THEY CALL ME&lt;br /&gt;FALSE TEETH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLOW MOTION CLOUDS ARE HEAVY METAL&lt;br /&gt;THICK HUMAN SPIT ON A ROSE PETAL&lt;br /&gt;LIKE GREAT THOUGHT WARS&lt;br /&gt;BEYOND BELIEF&lt;br /&gt;THATS WHY THEY CALL ME&lt;br /&gt;FALSE TEETH"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from the sinewy "long lost 60s band" Carbon Whales "South" EP this is a dark and dangerous graveyard stomp. Moody and dark but not one of Mr Pollard most playful pieces of work. Am I playing this record at the correct speed? Hang on, its an MP3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-4160929728207649531?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4160929728207649531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=4160929728207649531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/4160929728207649531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/4160929728207649531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/11/false-teeth.html' title='False Teeth'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-5090659166329361821</id><published>2008-11-15T11:12:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T11:14:58.430+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devil Between My Toes'/><title type='text'>Artboat</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Devil Between My Toes" 1987&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instrumental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lo-fi and muffled garage band instrumental with plenty of recorder hiss and reverb. Stutters along for a couple of minutes and then ends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-5090659166329361821?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/5090659166329361821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=5090659166329361821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/5090659166329361821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/5090659166329361821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/11/artboat.html' title='Artboat'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-8670516175235810122</id><published>2008-11-09T10:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T10:22:52.597+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sgt. Disco'/><title type='text'>Nicky High Pockets</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Sgt. Disco" 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I’ve landed a job on the high ass seas&lt;br /&gt;You betcha Bob and yessiree&lt;br /&gt;Kind of the wind-that happens to be me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straddle a soap studded rudder, brother&lt;br /&gt;Parting the waters for sons and daughters&lt;br /&gt;To a riot of gold teeth-which I bequeath &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many twisted vines&lt;br /&gt;And photocopied throats&lt;br /&gt;Are leaving with my boats &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link further communication&lt;br /&gt;From bombs to glaring red&lt;br /&gt;Yessiree, you betcha Bob &lt;br /&gt;That happens to be me "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song has lived on my iTunes as Nighy Highpockets for a year now. Damn you CDDB for me trusting you. This is a Circus Devils classic that doesnt sound like a typical Circus Devils song. A great melody and I love the "Betcha Bob" bits. Is this a character Bob has created? Some sort of Pirate? Great Song. Love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-8670516175235810122?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8670516175235810122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=8670516175235810122&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/8670516175235810122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/8670516175235810122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/11/nicky-high-pockets.html' title='Nicky High Pockets'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-6120573707132648694</id><published>2008-11-01T12:05:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T12:07:48.550+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suitcase 1'/><title type='text'>Shrine To The Dynamic Years (Athens Time Change Riots)</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Suitcase 1" 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The mood of the courtroom was gloomy&lt;br /&gt;tested the waters and looked for a sign&lt;br /&gt;Shrine to the dynamic years&lt;br /&gt;Shrine to the dynamic years&lt;br /&gt;The quest for the gold was frustrating&lt;br /&gt;Roll into a ball yeah&lt;br /&gt;The quest for the ???&lt;br /&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;Shrine to the dynamic years&lt;br /&gt;Shrine to the dynamic years&lt;br /&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;Roll into a ball yeah&lt;br /&gt;Shrine to the dynamic years&lt;br /&gt;Shrine to the dynamic years&lt;br /&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;Roll into a ball yeah&lt;br /&gt;Roll into a ball yeah&lt;br /&gt;Roll into a ball"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crunching and stumbling and almost indecipherable mumbled vocals before the song explodes into a classic Guided By Voices refrain. I am sure this song has been reworked into another song as the hooks sound very familiar. A good song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-6120573707132648694?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/6120573707132648694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=6120573707132648694&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/6120573707132648694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/6120573707132648694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/11/shrine-to-dynamic-years-athens-time.html' title='Shrine To The Dynamic Years (Athens Time Change Riots)'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-4362038514104435010</id><published>2008-10-26T11:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T11:34:01.957+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Calling Zero'/><title type='text'>Climb</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Calling Zero" 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Climb through the chambers&lt;br /&gt;I'm hiding and seeking&lt;br /&gt;The strangest mask I wore&lt;br /&gt;The dumbest costume I swore&lt;br /&gt;I'd never wear again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been all over&lt;br /&gt;I've been nowhere&lt;br /&gt;I'll go everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Before it's all over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the wind?&lt;br /&gt;Where are all my friends?&lt;br /&gt;Where are all my dead friends?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A scratching shriek of guitar and tumbling piano greet this song before it settles in a more Portastatic mode. Quite discordant at times. The whole thing is on a bit of a monotone but has a cute little chorus but ends on a sad note.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-4362038514104435010?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4362038514104435010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=4362038514104435010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/4362038514104435010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/4362038514104435010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/10/climb.html' title='Climb'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-1733255450162705693</id><published>2008-10-25T10:52:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T10:55:43.781+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suitcase 1'/><title type='text'>Spinning Around</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Suitcase 1" 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A change another mob threw through the window&lt;br /&gt;And visions encompassed within&lt;br /&gt;Began to spin&lt;br /&gt;Spinning around&lt;br /&gt;Spinning around&lt;br /&gt;Spinning around&lt;br /&gt;Spinning around&lt;br /&gt;Each chance we take is another chance we break&lt;br /&gt;I feel two needs to explore you&lt;br /&gt;Spinning around&lt;br /&gt;Spinning around"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many Pollard song, So many Suitcase songs cropping up. A delicate lo-fi song here with a shakey chorus and a gentle pulsing guitar. Subtle is a good word to use when describing this song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-1733255450162705693?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/1733255450162705693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=1733255450162705693&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/1733255450162705693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/1733255450162705693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/10/spinning-around.html' title='Spinning Around'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-8618238236448657751</id><published>2008-10-18T09:59:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T10:01:35.104+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sgt. Disco'/><title type='text'>Do This</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Sgt.Disco" 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instrumental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sort of tribal or eastern beat and wonky electronic keyboard. An odd little instumental that is sort of catchy, sort of throwaway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-8618238236448657751?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8618238236448657751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=8618238236448657751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/8618238236448657751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/8618238236448657751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/10/do-this.html' title='Do This'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-4931087918045955604</id><published>2008-10-15T18:40:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T18:43:18.723+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Pipe Dreams Of The Instant Prince Whippet'/><title type='text'>Swooping Energies</title><content type='html'>Taken from "The Pipe Dreams Of The Instant Prince Whippet" 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey! &lt;br /&gt;Ooh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swooping energies, I love you &lt;br /&gt;So shot me down again I want you now &lt;br /&gt;Would you like to play another game? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swooping energies (x2) &lt;br /&gt;Give me one more chance now, baby (x3) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat verse) &lt;br /&gt;Swooping energies (x2) &lt;br /&gt;Give me one more chance now baby (x3) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving &lt;br /&gt;Swooping"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A chunky guitar start and we are into GBV Glam Rock territory. Crunchy sounding song. Sounds like your typical GBV 2nd tier material. Reminds me a lot of "Invisible Train To Earth" but not quite as good. Still, not a bad song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-4931087918045955604?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4931087918045955604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=4931087918045955604&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/4931087918045955604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/4931087918045955604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/10/swooping-energies.html' title='Swooping Energies'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-550200263478600281</id><published>2008-10-12T14:55:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T14:57:25.753+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turn To Red'/><title type='text'>Be It Not For The Serpentine Rain Dodger</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Turn To Red" 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Absolute Classic. Lo-Fi Garage Rock with kicks ass and has some of the best instrumentation on any Bob release. A powerful verse and chorus and one of the top 10 songs ever recorded by Bob in my opinion. Wait till the tambourine kicks in...oooo. Love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-550200263478600281?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/550200263478600281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=550200263478600281&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/550200263478600281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/550200263478600281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/10/be-it-not-for-serpentine-rain-dodger.html' title='Be It Not For The Serpentine Rain Dodger'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-5916795679022977685</id><published>2008-09-24T10:44:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T10:47:47.853+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suitcase 2'/><title type='text'>Somewhere Sometime</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Suitcase 2" 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starts like something trippy and psychedelic from the Beatles. The lyrics are just mumbled and lost in the mix but this is an intriguing song. Quiet a beautiful and haunting melody and you wish Bob would go back and re-record this and the song would be given chance to shine. Lovely stuff. Great Guitar solo too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-5916795679022977685?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/5916795679022977685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=5916795679022977685&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/5916795679022977685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/5916795679022977685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/09/somewhere-sometime.html' title='Somewhere Sometime'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-6795186056520894335</id><published>2008-09-23T08:19:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T08:23:12.458+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robert Pollard Is Off To Business'/><title type='text'>Weatherman And Skin Goddess</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Robert Pollard Is Off To Business" 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes no baby&lt;br /&gt;When I'm itching to work I will let you know&lt;br /&gt;Yes no baby&lt;br /&gt;When I know about action I'll be ready to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But beyond the simple life I don't know&lt;br /&gt;But unto the abstract end I will go&lt;br /&gt;Coming at you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes no baby&lt;br /&gt;All my biggest mistakes let you work through me&lt;br /&gt;But like a sliver of glass even time won't remove&lt;br /&gt;And it's a mystery to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you can pull up the pylons&lt;br /&gt;Point to the storm and say "never transform"&lt;br /&gt;And if it's a game don't even stop me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep me crying&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see if you're hot&lt;br /&gt;Keep me trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She listens now to old birds and grace&lt;br /&gt;And you want that?&lt;br /&gt;On psychological housewife Trojan horse&lt;br /&gt;And you want that?&lt;br /&gt;She's like cool skin hands oily and hides&lt;br /&gt;Away from the furniture's cat&lt;br /&gt;Says the king would like to greet you&lt;br /&gt;In his 1950's hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want that?&lt;br /&gt;Answer me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes no baby&lt;br /&gt;I imagine that fate is not a stepping stone&lt;br /&gt;It's like the fact that we stood out as opposites&lt;br /&gt;Now even that much is gone&lt;br /&gt;But for the weatherman and skin goddess&lt;br /&gt;Hot is cold&lt;br /&gt;And at the end of the cobblestone street scene&lt;br /&gt;There is gold&lt;br /&gt;Coming at you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep me crying&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see if you're hot&lt;br /&gt;Keep me trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She listens now to old birds and grace&lt;br /&gt;And you want that?&lt;br /&gt;On psychological housewife Trojan horse&lt;br /&gt;And you want that?&lt;br /&gt;She's like cool skin hands oily and hides&lt;br /&gt;Away from the furniture's cat&lt;br /&gt;Says the king would like to greet you&lt;br /&gt;In his 1950's hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want that?&lt;br /&gt;Answer me now&lt;br /&gt;Answer me now&lt;br /&gt;Answer me now..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is good stuff. A proper well constructed Pop Song from Robert Pollard. 5 minutes of verses and chorus and some good instrumentation. This is the new sound of Bob, but also harks back to the catchy hooks that drew us fans in during the "classic" period of Guided By Voices. Its an evolution but keeps in place all the correct Bob'isms. Great Song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-6795186056520894335?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/6795186056520894335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=6795186056520894335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/6795186056520894335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/6795186056520894335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/09/weatherman-and-skin-goddess.html' title='Weatherman And Skin Goddess'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-4869493624714706491</id><published>2008-09-21T08:52:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T08:55:11.414+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Standard Gargoyle Decisions'/><title type='text'>Shadow Port</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Standard Gargoyle Decisions" 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"IT'S GONE TO HELL&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW THAT IT HAS&lt;br /&gt;YOU RUN TO TELL&lt;br /&gt;BUT IT'S ALL GONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN TELL A LOT&lt;br /&gt;BY OVER AND OUT&lt;br /&gt;BEWARE WHAT YOU PRAY&lt;br /&gt;WHEN IT'S ALL GONE ON&lt;br /&gt;BEYOND NATURE'S LIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE - I REMEMBER ME&lt;br /&gt;LOVE - I REMEMBER HER&lt;br /&gt;THEY - I REMEMBER THESE&lt;br /&gt;TRY AND REMEMBER HER&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE - I COULD NAIL THE ROAD&lt;br /&gt;FOR MILES AND WE PULL AWAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I'M GONE I'LL REMEMBER HER&lt;br /&gt;OH GOD, WE COULD BRING THEM DOWN&lt;br /&gt;WE FOUND THEM UNINTENTIONALLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COSTLY AS WE EVER MADE IT&lt;br /&gt;GREATER PATIENCE BURNING NOW&lt;br /&gt;LOST IN DEPTH&lt;br /&gt;THEY DIE FOR TRAITORS&lt;br /&gt;INSTANT PEOPLE ALWAYS GONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURROUND ME&lt;br /&gt;OH HOLD ME&lt;br /&gt;DON'T LEAVE ME ALONE&lt;br /&gt;VARIOUS BREAKDOWNS MIGHT TAKE ME ALL NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLASHING LIKE RAZOR&lt;br /&gt;DESIGN US LIKE YOU&lt;br /&gt;CHOSEN&lt;br /&gt;ESCAPING OF THE NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;OUT ALL OVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE HAS WINGS&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU WATCHING HER..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brooding classic from "Standard Gargoyle Decisions" with a fantastic chorus. Bob voice is just perfect on this song. Can a song be dark and uplifting at the same time? Definitely a highlight from the often under rated SDG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-4869493624714706491?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4869493624714706491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=4869493624714706491&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/4869493624714706491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/4869493624714706491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/09/shadow-port.html' title='Shadow Port'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-6938841281051479838</id><published>2008-09-20T08:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T08:08:23.183+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sgt. Disco'/><title type='text'>French Horn Litigation</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Sgt.Disco" 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love tuba&lt;br /&gt;I think a song for you&lt;br /&gt;I drink over Mondays &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Einstein was lonely&lt;br /&gt;I’ll like you always&lt;br /&gt;I dream of always wishing for groovy things &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faced down and naked&lt;br /&gt;I order you pearls&lt;br /&gt;Emotion is running high&lt;br /&gt;The time is a wasted thing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my throat is dry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you let it out&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you sing about a thing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love a tango&lt;br /&gt;I faded away&lt;br /&gt;I find it all too clean anyway &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way will you ever know&lt;br /&gt;No way will you cover the spread&lt;br /&gt;No way will you mention&lt;br /&gt;When you’re bound and thrown &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carol, will you do me favor?&lt;br /&gt;Carol, we will truly rise&lt;br /&gt;Count on me to dream myself awake"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a strange voice Mr Pollard effect during this song at certain points. Instrumentally this song is very "normal" for a Circus Devils and could easily fit on a standard Robert Pollard release. A very strong song. Sgt.Disco is the King of Circus Devils albums.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-6938841281051479838?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/6938841281051479838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=6938841281051479838&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/6938841281051479838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/6938841281051479838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/09/french-horn-litigation.html' title='French Horn Litigation'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-301684169960538036</id><published>2008-09-14T08:58:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T09:03:13.970+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sgt. Disco'/><title type='text'>The Baby That Never Smiled</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Sgt.Disco" 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He is peaches and wild&lt;br /&gt;Run away child&lt;br /&gt;The baby that never smiled&lt;br /&gt;Saturn and sun&lt;br /&gt;Baby with gun&lt;br /&gt;Look out for the baby&lt;br /&gt;The baby that never smiled"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short ditty. Catchy. To The Point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-301684169960538036?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/301684169960538036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=301684169960538036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/301684169960538036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/301684169960538036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/09/baby-that-never-smiled.html' title='The Baby That Never Smiled'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-6171523658142826859</id><published>2008-09-10T18:45:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T18:49:41.601+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Am A Scientist EP'/><title type='text'>Planet's Own Brand</title><content type='html'>Taken from "I Am A Scientist EP" 1994&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everything is insane&lt;br /&gt;The prices never change&lt;br /&gt;The aisle of truth is zero and cold&lt;br /&gt;The aisle of truth is zero and cold&lt;br /&gt;Come to planet&lt;br /&gt;Follow the search&lt;br /&gt;Come to me especially&lt;br /&gt;Drive me to drink&lt;br /&gt;...in a car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something tells me 'no'&lt;br /&gt;But I can slip through the bars&lt;br /&gt;Under the bushes under the stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to planet now&lt;br /&gt;It's just a start&lt;br /&gt;Come to me religiously&lt;br /&gt;Rent me a room in your heart"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A choppy poppy garage funk type number that references the great GBV album "Under The Bushes Under The Stars". Threatens to fall apart a few times but manages to hold it together in it's own messy way. Not a bad little song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-6171523658142826859?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/6171523658142826859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=6171523658142826859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/6171523658142826859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/6171523658142826859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/09/planets-own-brand.html' title='Planet&apos;s Own Brand'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-102163794052949209</id><published>2008-09-07T09:54:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T09:58:20.121+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Superman Was A Rocker'/><title type='text'>Back To The Farm</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Superman Was A Rocker" 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instrumental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starts with a strange radio clip that I think is Bob Pollard (Hiram Campbell) ringing in and winding up a couple of his friends (Mitch Mitchell and Kevin Fennell). Its quite funny and then leads into a great instrumental track with a chiming acoustic guitar. Very catchy and quite joyful. Possibly the best track on "Superman Was A Rocker".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-102163794052949209?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/102163794052949209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=102163794052949209&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/102163794052949209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/102163794052949209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-to-farm.html' title='Back To The Farm'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-50466254579470009</id><published>2008-09-06T15:35:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T15:38:10.527+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suitcase 1'/><title type='text'>Messenger</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Suitcase 1" 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why can't you see that it's not cool?&lt;br /&gt;To wait in handing (?) after school&lt;br /&gt;Tell you what I'll do&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave it up to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Messenger, messenger&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be your boy, your messenger&lt;br /&gt;Messenger, messenger&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be your boy, your messenger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it gets so hard to choose&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the one to break the news&lt;br /&gt;Tell you what I'll do&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave it up to you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very 60s garage pop slice of early Guided By Voices pleasure. A great upbeat tune and some fantastic vocals. The chorus is amazing and would easily make it onto a "proper" album release by GBV or REM. Great song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-50466254579470009?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/50466254579470009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=50466254579470009&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/50466254579470009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/50466254579470009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/09/messenger.html' title='Messenger'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-8292049288649040375</id><published>2008-06-28T08:52:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T08:55:49.093+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Jack Rock Records'/><title type='text'>Be In The Wild Place</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Happy Jack Rock Records" 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the groovy B-Sides from the Happy Jack Rock Records Single Collection. Some of these songs are surprisingly strong and this is a great upbeat Pollard song with a fantastic melody and great production. Its crazy that some of Bobs strongest work will be hidden away on a "fans only" b-side of an obscure 7". Great song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-8292049288649040375?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8292049288649040375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=8292049288649040375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/8292049288649040375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/8292049288649040375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/06/be-in-wild-place.html' title='Be In The Wild Place'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-8917722485609253926</id><published>2008-06-07T09:51:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T09:54:30.693+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Standard Gargoyle Decisions'/><title type='text'>Lay Me Down</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Standard Gargoyle Decisions" 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YOU MIGHT LAY ME DOWN&lt;br /&gt;BUT YOU CAN'T LULL ME ALL THE TIME&lt;br /&gt;YOU GOT A NERVE&lt;br /&gt;YOU GOTTA GO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WERE IT NOT FOR YOUR EYES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU MIGHT LAY ME DOWN"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song from the "other" Pollard album of 2007. A short acousticy type song with Bobs trademark up and down vocals. He really is the Beyonce of the Lo-Fi world. Ends with a speeding up drum section. A bit fillerish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-8917722485609253926?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8917722485609253926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=8917722485609253926&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/8917722485609253926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/8917722485609253926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/06/lay-me-down.html' title='Lay Me Down'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-6781387966359008427</id><published>2008-05-18T10:21:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T10:24:06.913+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sgt. Disco'/><title type='text'>Hot Lettuce</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Sgt.Disco" 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instrumental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole idea of Lettuce being hot makes me feel slightly sick. An instrumental track with a sort of burbling or mumbling in the background. Sounds like a Jazz jam and probably would almost fit on Phantom Tollbooth. No great shakes and a bit filler.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-6781387966359008427?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/6781387966359008427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=6781387966359008427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/6781387966359008427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/6781387966359008427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/05/hot-lettuce.html' title='Hot Lettuce'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-7680386003885379897</id><published>2008-05-16T16:47:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T16:50:01.175+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suitcase 1'/><title type='text'>Excellent Things</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Suitcase 1" 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mirrors reflect only what we expect &lt;br /&gt;Just what we wanna see &lt;br /&gt;Clothes looking fresh &lt;br /&gt;Cotton, Rayon, and Mesh &lt;br /&gt;Household warm and germ free &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I filled up a jar with colorful capsules &lt;br /&gt;Jewelry and rings &lt;br /&gt;Notice how we constantly thrive on excellent things &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came here to stay &lt;br /&gt;Incarnated I sway &lt;br /&gt;Toward material needs &lt;br /&gt;Television hums &lt;br /&gt;Busy hand pounds and strums &lt;br /&gt;Two or three knuckles bleed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boats and trains and commercial flight airplanes &lt;br /&gt;That whistle and sing &lt;br /&gt;See how we persistently thrive on excellent things &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirrors reflect only what we expect &lt;br /&gt;Just what we wanna see &lt;br /&gt;Clothes looking fresh &lt;br /&gt;Cotton, Rayon, and Mesh &lt;br /&gt;Household warm and germ free &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I filled up a jar with colorful capsules &lt;br /&gt;Jewelry and rings &lt;br /&gt;Notice how we constantly thrive on excellent things &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came here to stay &lt;br /&gt;Incarnated I sway &lt;br /&gt;Toward material needs &lt;br /&gt;Television hums &lt;br /&gt;Busy hand pounds and strums &lt;br /&gt;Two or three knuckles bleed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boats and trains and commercial flight airplanes &lt;br /&gt;That whistle and sing &lt;br /&gt;See how we persistently thrive on excellent things"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very melancholic and downbeat song that also has a hint of hope. A very catchy song that has an early Smiths like quality. Shame it didn't grow up onto a proper album but that's Bob for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-7680386003885379897?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7680386003885379897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=7680386003885379897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/7680386003885379897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/7680386003885379897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/05/excellent-things.html' title='Excellent Things'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-1357039773304499180</id><published>2008-05-13T13:58:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T14:02:50.380+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ringworm Interiors'/><title type='text'>Let's Go Back To Bed</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Ringworm Interiors" 1991&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's go back to bed&lt;br /&gt;and crash for a bucket of tears &lt;br /&gt;of the heart and self-righteous throne &lt;br /&gt;they make out words &lt;br /&gt;the interpreters and writers vile and feely&lt;br /&gt;migratory centers &lt;br /&gt;international heart stamps &lt;br /&gt;oh, let's go back to bed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A strangely hypnotic and spiralling Circus Devils track that could push you over the edge if you are a bit Drunk or on the verge of Mental Illness. Ends with repetition and swirling keyboards. As wilfully odd as ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-1357039773304499180?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/1357039773304499180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=1357039773304499180&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/1357039773304499180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/1357039773304499180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/05/lets-go-back-to-bed.html' title='Let&apos;s Go Back To Bed'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-774407033292028829</id><published>2008-03-24T10:20:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T10:23:57.300+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crickets'/><title type='text'>Sister I Need Wine (Cromag Demo)</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Crickets" 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sister, I need wine&lt;br /&gt;For color in my skin&lt;br /&gt;And darkness for my eyes&lt;br /&gt;But I can see the light burn through&lt;br /&gt;Still it is the night brings me to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister, use your gift&lt;br /&gt;The backed up river spreads&lt;br /&gt;On ground for fighting words&lt;br /&gt;And I am hating the ignorance in my body&lt;br /&gt;And I can't feed on the heaviness&lt;br /&gt;Sister, I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we will dance for gold&lt;br /&gt;And straddle the hour of fear&lt;br /&gt;And learn the real story&lt;br /&gt;Drink the truth&lt;br /&gt;Shed not one tear"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another demo of an Isolation Drills track that begins with Bob and friends talking. This is a real broody piece with a great melody and hushed vocals. This demo has more scope and feeling than many other bands "proper" songs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-774407033292028829?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/774407033292028829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=774407033292028829&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/774407033292028829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/774407033292028829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/03/sister-i-need-wine-cromag-demo.html' title='Sister I Need Wine (Cromag Demo)'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-7604739941927954473</id><published>2008-03-24T10:16:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T08:06:34.726+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Superman Was A Rocker'/><title type='text'>Love Your Spaceman</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Superman Was A Rocker" 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from Robert Pollards collection of old GBV songs and old abandoned or lost recordings with added lyrics and vocals this is a catchy tune which I think features many of the old members of GBV. Probably one of the most realised songs on the SWAR album. A great sitar type Indian vibe to this too. Good song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-7604739941927954473?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7604739941927954473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=7604739941927954473&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/7604739941927954473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/7604739941927954473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/03/superman-was-rocker.html' title='Love Your Spaceman'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-4348434039388918865</id><published>2008-03-22T11:25:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T11:28:29.840+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Demo'/><title type='text'>Gonna Never Have To Die (Demo)</title><content type='html'>Demo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be a motorcycle&lt;br /&gt;Be a getaway car&lt;br /&gt;Be a house of sparrows&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting&lt;br /&gt;This is where you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about the lines&lt;br /&gt;That cross the sky&lt;br /&gt;Mine for you and I&lt;br /&gt;Never have to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have plans engaging&lt;br /&gt;All of these points connecting one&lt;br /&gt;My trap is simple&lt;br /&gt;I will forgive you&lt;br /&gt;For all you've never done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons of the crime&lt;br /&gt;Of sick and tried&lt;br /&gt;In a forest crucified&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna never have to die"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Demo version of the track from "Half Smiles of the Decomposed". Love the simplicity of this version, just Bob and his guitar with some fantastic solo work mid way through. One of Bob's catchiest songs that rattles round your brain for days. Simple and effective.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-4348434039388918865?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4348434039388918865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=4348434039388918865&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/4348434039388918865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/4348434039388918865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/03/gonna-never-have-to-die-demo.html' title='Gonna Never Have To Die (Demo)'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-2821437639669524643</id><published>2008-03-21T15:46:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T15:49:44.162+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Calling Zero'/><title type='text'>It Is Divine</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Calling Zero" 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The colorful summer&lt;br /&gt;I still remember&lt;br /&gt;The smell of the chlorine&lt;br /&gt;The diving hairline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is divine, my child&lt;br /&gt;And it only lasts a second&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To study the plants&lt;br /&gt;To hike the trails&lt;br /&gt;Stray out from strange echoes&lt;br /&gt;Collect the lights&lt;br /&gt;Advice from the cows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is divine, my child&lt;br /&gt;And it only lasts a second&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To polish the pearl&lt;br /&gt;To open the tomb&lt;br /&gt;To piss on the hot street&lt;br /&gt;Like transistor sunman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is divine, my child&lt;br /&gt;And it only lasts a second"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something about the acoustic intro on this song that is so Pollard. A very summery song with a great melody. As usual it is gibberish lyrics but somehow touches the soul. Good song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-2821437639669524643?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2821437639669524643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=2821437639669524643&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/2821437639669524643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/2821437639669524643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/03/it-is-divine.html' title='It Is Divine'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-9047757948483174127</id><published>2008-03-09T09:49:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T09:52:51.604+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Superman Was A Rocker'/><title type='text'>You Drove The Snake Crazy</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Superman Was A Rocker" 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 and the first 2008 Song. "Superman Was A Rocker" is a collection of old recordings where Bob has added new melodies or lyrics. Love the little "trumpet" fanfare before this song then we are into a simple strumathon with some good hand claps and backing vocals. Feels like a jam. Goes a bit wobbly in places but not bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-9047757948483174127?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/9047757948483174127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=9047757948483174127&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/9047757948483174127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/9047757948483174127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-drove-snake-crazy.html' title='You Drove The Snake Crazy'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-8482892476342183223</id><published>2008-03-08T10:41:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T10:44:55.502+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mist King Urth'/><title type='text'>Red Whips and Miracles</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Mist King Urth" 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is a view with no room to spare&lt;br /&gt;Where the pony won't travel&lt;br /&gt;Nor the lion&lt;br /&gt;The fresh preamble&lt;br /&gt;To a nuclear future&lt;br /&gt;The morning curse&lt;br /&gt;Sunfist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely we can agree over lunch&lt;br /&gt;That the path least traveled&lt;br /&gt;Is a straight one&lt;br /&gt;Look as we see&lt;br /&gt;Corruption and gossip&lt;br /&gt;Well, piss up a tree&lt;br /&gt;Hark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naked, smoke&lt;br /&gt;Eat more meat&lt;br /&gt;Choke&lt;br /&gt;On a friendly woman/man&lt;br /&gt;Whatever gets you off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to the protest&lt;br /&gt;Where flowers in your hair may bring forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Like a God no longer jealous&lt;br /&gt;Free to be actors and kings"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lifegaurds have a classical sound to them. Classic American Rock. Love the piano sound in this song. Bob needs to integrate the Piano more into his songs. Its a wonderful Rock instrument in the right hands. Great song and its over 8 minutes long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-8482892476342183223?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8482892476342183223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=8482892476342183223&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/8482892476342183223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/8482892476342183223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/03/red-whips-and-miracles.html' title='Red Whips and Miracles'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-4020070629857629002</id><published>2008-02-27T19:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T19:34:29.950+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mag Earwig'/><title type='text'>Choking Tara</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Mag Earwig!" 1997&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Days into weeks &lt;br /&gt;She rattled my mind &lt;br /&gt;We stayed out all week &lt;br /&gt;And got happy this time &lt;br /&gt;She fills empty space &lt;br /&gt;I kinda need it that way &lt;br /&gt;Crybaby says bye to me &lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine that all our troubles will go away &lt;br /&gt;But I could catch her and break the falls &lt;br /&gt;I could snatch her with breaks and claws &lt;br /&gt;Today when every "fake it" &lt;br /&gt;Decides to make it &lt;br /&gt;They just can't take it away &lt;br /&gt;Shove it, cus I'll just stay &lt;br /&gt;Like an ugly unwanted stray &lt;br /&gt;Don't care what you say"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short song with lots of different versions. This is the classic album version with echoey vocals. A great song and a must for any Guided By Voices compilation tape. "Days Into Weeks, You Rattled My Mind". You did indeed Bob.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-4020070629857629002?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4020070629857629002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=4020070629857629002&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/4020070629857629002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/4020070629857629002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/02/choking-tara.html' title='Choking Tara'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-3428913763603970121</id><published>2008-02-26T19:25:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T19:27:57.410+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suitcase 1'/><title type='text'>Buzzards and Dreadful Crows</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Suitcase 1" 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The lifeblood lighthouse flashing&lt;br /&gt;Sixteen chicks remain on watch&lt;br /&gt;The wheels took a rolling in&lt;br /&gt;And they do&lt;br /&gt;Hey oh hey they always do&lt;br /&gt;I'd be disappoint'n'bored if they didn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buzzards and dreadful crows&lt;br /&gt;Right on the tip of my nose&lt;br /&gt;They wait like cats and fly out&lt;br /&gt;For the light in my eyes to die out&lt;br /&gt;And it does&lt;br /&gt;Hey it always does&lt;br /&gt;I'd be shocked and appalled if it didn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buzzards and dreadful crows&lt;br /&gt;A neccessary evil I suppose&lt;br /&gt;There's something in this deal for everyone&lt;br /&gt;Did you really think you were the only one?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Suitcase version of Buzzards that appears in it natural form on "Bee Thousand". This one has more crazy rock vocal histrinoics from Bobs and a bit of screaming. Prefer the original version but its nice to have this little oddity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-3428913763603970121?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/3428913763603970121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=3428913763603970121&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/3428913763603970121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/3428913763603970121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/02/buzzards-and-dreadful-crows.html' title='Buzzards and Dreadful Crows'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-1929912261972931019</id><published>2008-02-26T19:18:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T19:21:18.790+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='From A Compound Eye'/><title type='text'>The Right Thing</title><content type='html'>Taken from "From A Compound Eye" 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I CROSSED A MOMENT OF LOVE&lt;br /&gt;TO ENGULF THE MOON THAT HIDES&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA LINE SOMETHING UP&lt;br /&gt;AND I LIKE THE WAY YOU SLIDE&lt;br /&gt;THE RIGHT THING I ALONE DECIDE&lt;br /&gt;FOR YOU AND I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAST FORWARD TO FROM NOW ON&lt;br /&gt;TO INSIST THE PRICE IS MINE &lt;br /&gt;EXPOSE THE HEART OF IT ALL&lt;br /&gt;WITH MINERS' LUNGS ON EITHER SIDE&lt;br /&gt;THE RIGHT THING I ALONE DECIDE&lt;br /&gt;FOR YOU AND I&lt;br /&gt;CALL IT PRIDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM HIGH&lt;br /&gt;TOO SMALL IN A WAY&lt;br /&gt;I'M HIGH&lt;br /&gt;YOU CRY&lt;br /&gt;AND I DIE&lt;br /&gt;OH&lt;br /&gt;MY, MY, MY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song builds from a muffled lo-fi track into a full blown Rock Epic! With a great riff. Its like some of the tracks on Suitcase where you get 2 different versions of the same song in succession. Good song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-1929912261972931019?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/1929912261972931019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=1929912261972931019&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/1929912261972931019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/1929912261972931019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/02/right-thing.html' title='The Right Thing'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-999864871238148606</id><published>2008-02-24T18:00:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T18:03:31.656+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suitcase 1'/><title type='text'>Cinnamon Flavored Skulls</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Suitcase 1" 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy title. Drum sticks click. Lumbering tempo. Lumbering vocals. Shouting. All over quickly, thankfully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-999864871238148606?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/999864871238148606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=999864871238148606&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/999864871238148606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/999864871238148606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/02/cinnamon-flavored-skulls.html' title='Cinnamon Flavored Skulls'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-4335895889428138780</id><published>2008-02-23T09:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T09:47:14.604+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suitcase 2'/><title type='text'>Zarkoff's Coming</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Suitcase 2" 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zarkoff. The crazy scientist from Flash Gordon. Wonderfully played by Topol in the Cheesy 1980s Film. This song sounds like it was recorded by a mad man too. Some impassioned shouting in a muffled production. Has its moments, like the single chime of the final note.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-4335895889428138780?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4335895889428138780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=4335895889428138780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/4335895889428138780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/4335895889428138780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/02/zarkoffs-coming.html' title='Zarkoff&apos;s Coming'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-540476818882977021</id><published>2008-02-23T09:24:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T09:29:59.064+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Propeller'/><title type='text'>Back to Saturn X Radio Report</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Propeller" 1992&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A collection of snippets from songs from an abondoned project. Many of these songs crop up on "King Shit and The Golden Boys". Hard to comment on a mish-mash and bits of songs. Fun to play spot the song though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-540476818882977021?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/540476818882977021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=540476818882977021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/540476818882977021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/540476818882977021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/02/back-to-saturn-x-radio-report.html' title='Back to Saturn X Radio Report'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-7256956394811703875</id><published>2008-02-23T09:20:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T09:23:56.941+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Demo'/><title type='text'>Gold (Demo)</title><content type='html'>Demo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An early demo version of the "From A Compound Eye" track. Recorded on a cheap deck live by the sounds. You can see the beginnings of this FACE track and how it began to take form. It's Gold Baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-7256956394811703875?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7256956394811703875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=7256956394811703875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/7256956394811703875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/7256956394811703875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/02/gold-demo.html' title='Gold (Demo)'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-1771265044253223969</id><published>2008-02-23T09:18:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T09:20:19.559+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tower In The Fountain Of Sparks'/><title type='text'>White Car Creek</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Tower In The Fountain Of Sparks" 2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"White as night &lt;br /&gt;Black as day &lt;br /&gt;Birds will sing you yesterday&lt;br /&gt;born in to a colorform&lt;br /&gt;the wave will bring you evermore &lt;br /&gt;spring is here now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very 60s. Very Trippy. Very Short. Is that Bob singing? He sounds different. Oooo Phasing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-1771265044253223969?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/1771265044253223969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=1771265044253223969&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/1771265044253223969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/1771265044253223969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/02/white-car-creek.html' title='White Car Creek'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-7000025427235885881</id><published>2008-02-23T09:14:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T09:17:15.225+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forever Since Breakfast'/><title type='text'>Like I do</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Forever Since Breakfast" 1986&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In my life I've seen people rushing painfully&lt;br /&gt;Trying to be happy -- but they're never happy&lt;br /&gt;Pushing to clear a path, hurting without knowing&lt;br /&gt;Like I do, like I do, like I do, like I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wanting something, with no regard for anybody at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years go by and mistakes are repeated over&lt;br /&gt;Until they're corrected -- but they're never corrected&lt;br /&gt;In my life I've seen people rushing painfully&lt;br /&gt;Like I do, like I do, like I do, like I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Everybody wanting something, with no regard for anybody at all]"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the bar-music/Spanish guitar intro with signs of how Bob and GBV will come to record a lot of their later work. Lo-Fi with the background overtaking the music at times. A lovely melody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-7000025427235885881?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7000025427235885881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=7000025427235885881&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/7000025427235885881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/7000025427235885881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/02/like-i-do.html' title='Like I do'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-896690403804065670</id><published>2008-02-18T19:39:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T19:43:28.882+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tower In The Fountain Of Sparks'/><title type='text'>Feathering Clueless (The Exotic Freebird)</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Tower In The Fountain Of Sparks" 2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The heavens convened&lt;br /&gt;awfully well to do&lt;br /&gt;feathering clueless if it were up to you&lt;br /&gt;would you even care? &lt;br /&gt;Or would you be aware &lt;br /&gt;of the weatherman&lt;br /&gt;stone with fruit&lt;br /&gt;the twinkling housewife&lt;br /&gt;she is, I swear &lt;br /&gt;in despair&lt;br /&gt;feathering clueless&lt;br /&gt;look at the things&lt;br /&gt;look up the things &lt;br /&gt;look up the things&lt;br /&gt;and I swear in no time&lt;br /&gt;I will be &lt;br /&gt;awfully well to do &lt;br /&gt;if it were up to you&lt;br /&gt;would you even care?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A classic Pollard introduction to this song from Airport 5. Very poppy much in the vein of "Dayton, Ohio-19 Something And 5" with a hint of melancholy. Nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-896690403804065670?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/896690403804065670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=896690403804065670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/896690403804065670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/896690403804065670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/02/feathering-clueless-exotic-freebird.html' title='Feathering Clueless (The Exotic Freebird)'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-6303167140362778829</id><published>2008-02-17T09:23:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T09:25:57.271+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blues and Boogie Shoes'/><title type='text'>Beauty Of The Draft</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Blues and Boogie Shoes" 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fantastic Keene Brothers song. Full of verve and melody. Bob just sounds so happy and lost in the song with the Keene Brothers. I really hope there will be a new Keene Brothers album as this album rates as one of the best Bob albums in the whole in his career. Wonderful stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-6303167140362778829?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/6303167140362778829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=6303167140362778829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/6303167140362778829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/6303167140362778829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/02/beauty-of-draft.html' title='Beauty Of The Draft'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-1747932948312399853</id><published>2008-02-16T12:01:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T12:04:32.034+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coast To Coast Carpet Of Love'/><title type='text'>Youth Leagues</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Coast To Coast Carpet Of Love" 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'M SITTING OUT - YOU'RE CALLING OUT FOR BALL&lt;br /&gt;WELL I CAME OUT - MAYBE I SHOULD STAY&lt;br /&gt;MISS THE GAME - NEVER HAD YOUR HANDS&lt;br /&gt;DON'T MISS YOUR GAME - I NEVER WAS A FAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK NOW - SPITTIN' OUT YOUR MIND&lt;br /&gt;I'M SITTIN' OUT - I'LL NEVER BE YOUR KIND&lt;br /&gt;SITTIN' OUT - I'LL NEVER CROSS THAT LINE&lt;br /&gt;SITTIN' OUT - I'VE NEVER PAID NO MIND&lt;br /&gt;SITTIN' OUT - I'VE NEVER PAID NO MIND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AND TELL - HOW I MISSED THAT WORLD&lt;br /&gt;PROUD ONES PLAY WITH NO WORRY&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK TO YOUR HEART&lt;br /&gt;NO OPTIONS WITHSTAND DEVOUTNESS&lt;br /&gt;RED STREAMERS RUN&lt;br /&gt;WHERE BOYS STILL FIGHT WITH THEIR MIGHT&lt;br /&gt;OUR CHANCE MAY DIE TONIGHT&lt;br /&gt;MAKING HOME LIFE GLOOMY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY DREAM THAT YOU'LL NEVER KNOW&lt;br /&gt;EVERY UNDYING OPTIMIST&lt;br /&gt;LOOKS IN YOUR HEART&lt;br /&gt;THE GAMES ON YOUR MIND IMPRESSED&lt;br /&gt;WHERE REASONS DIE BUT DESIRE REMAINS ALL THE WAY&lt;br /&gt;BELIE INTUITION&lt;br /&gt;THEY RUN OUT OF GAS AND THEY BURN A LOT&lt;br /&gt;HAPPENS TO MOST BUT THEU LEARN A LOT&lt;br /&gt;'TIL THEY'RE DEAD&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE SAID&lt;br /&gt;SAVE GOODNIGHT"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A chirpy little song from "Coast to Coast Carpet Of Love" with a joyful spirit, drums and some good vocal by Bob. The drums and guitar are great and the song almost turns into "Duelling Banjos" midway. I like this song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250867023195447414-1747932948312399853?l=pollardaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/feeds/1747932948312399853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7250867023195447414&amp;postID=1747932948312399853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/1747932948312399853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250867023195447414/posts/default/1747932948312399853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pollardaday.blogspot.com/2008/02/youth-leagues.html' title='Youth Leagues'/><author><name>XRayLexx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08594807537578401876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250867023195447414.post-5728060730572485457</id><published>2008-02-16T11:58:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T12:00:31.280+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Calling Zero'/><title type='text'>Red Hot Halos</title><content type='html'>Taken from "Calling Zero" 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And sometimes&lt;br /&gt;When it's "Look out below"&lt;br /&gt;The people move too slow&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the people move too slow&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They see and care&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes wear&lt;br /&gt;Red Hot Halos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And other times&lt;br /&gt;When we get back&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's sleeping until next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They see and care&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes wear&lt;br /&gt;Red Hot Halos"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very tuneful song by Bob and Mac. The Go Back Snowball album is overlooked or maligned by some fans but I quite like the simplcity of it all. Some good songs on here and this is an interesting one. Nice mixture of strummed guitar and keyboard. 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