The Stage Names

Posted: May 10, 2012 in Music nobody listens to

OK, let’s dial down the rage, recriminations, squirrels, and anger; let’s just remove the trousers and listen to a song that got served up, and is a fine piece of rock-and-roll inside jokery:



No one wants to hear about your 97th tear
So dry your eyes or let it go uncried, my dear
I am all out of love to mouth into your ear
And not above letting a love song disappear before it’s written

And no one wants a tune about the 100th luftballoon that was seen shooting from the window of your room
To be a spot against the sky’s colossal gloom
And land deflated in some neighbor’s state that’s strewn with 99 others

8 chinese brothers
Well, there’s a reason why the last is smiling wide and sitting higher than the others
Swinging his arms

You would probably die before you shot up 9 miles high
Your eyes dilated as light played upon the sight
Of TVC16 as it sings you goodnight
Relaxed as hell and locked up in cell 45
I hope you’re feeling better

51st way to leave your lover
Admittedly, it doesn’t seem to be as gentle or as clean as all the others
Even a scars all in the after hours of some Greenpoint bar

I told you, I can’t listen, baby, ’bout the 4th time you were a lady and how your forthrightness betrayed a secret shyness
Stripped away by days of being hailed as “your highness”
And what’s new pussycat, as you were once a lionness
They cut your claws out

Kitten, not everyone’s keen on lighting candle 17, the party’s done, the cake’s all gone, the plates are clean
The chauffeur’s near and from the cheerless mezzanine
And in just one year, this straight world could pay to see what they have been missing

You were caught kissing 8 chinese brothers
Well, there’s a reason why the last is smiling wide and sitting higher than the others
Staking with charm

And he says, “Lets get lost, let them send out alarms
He says, “Let’s get crossed out and come to harm”
“Lets make the world’s stupidest stand and truly mean it
Lets hit the limit of loss over lover’s arms
No, lets exceed it”

  1. vacuumslayer says:

    (dunno what to do with this one. Suspect I will be an asshole no matter how I handle it. WordPress grants some intoxicating power. Also, MEKONS ARE AWESOME)

  2. I agree, rabbit-eared-one. Mekons are awesome.

  3. Yes, I am a Bad Person. Hey; ZOMBIE HERE.

  4. The Empire is a horrible place to do business; arbitrary and foulmouthed. Capricious. Annoying.

  5. vacuumslayer says:

    For the record I did….say Mekons were awesome. But I might have said (pink bunnies) are rats with fluffy tails. We’ll never know!

  6. I cannot be trusted with power. I am worse than Obama.

  7. What about Okkervil River, though?

    And yes. I have seen them.

  8. ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© says:

    Did somezombie say DRUNK WITH POWER?

  9. ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© says:


  10. Pinko Punko says:

    I love this song so much. It’s no “On Tour With Zykos” though. Zombie!!!!!!

  11. ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© says:

    It reminds me of that time a couple of years ago when I subcontracted existing conditions drawings to another firm, and wound up having to start from scratch with what they did. As they said in Animal House, ‘I fucked up. I trusted them.’

    I remember that post!

    Does that mean we’re all getting old?

  12. It means your memory hasn’t gone yet, thndr.

  13. It’s no “On Tour With Zykos” though

    Not to pick a fight on music, but I prefer “Singer Songwriter”, “Our Life Is Not A Movie Or Maybe”, “Unless It’s Kicks” and “A Girl In Port”….

  14. You won’t allow comments on the post above so I will do it here.

    Its hard to function when you aren’t getting enough sleep, or things get overwhelming on top of it. You need to know you are loved whether you are in a good mood or a bad mood…thats all I wanted to tell you…because thats how friendship works.

  15. vacuumslayer says:

    destroy your safe and happy lives before it is too late,
    the battles we fought were long and hard,
    just not to be consumed by rock n’ roll…
    capitalismos, favorite boy child, we must apologise,
    up in the rafters a rope is danglin’,
    spots before the eyes of rock n’ roll…
    we know the devil and we have shaken him by the hand,
    embraced him and thought his foul (stinking) breath was fine perfume
    just like rock n’ roll…
    east berlin can’t buy a thing, there’s nothing they can sell me,
    walk through the wall no pain at all
    i’m born inside the belly of rock n’ roll…
    it’s something to sell your labor for when hair sprouts out below,
    i’m a microscope on that secret place where
    we all want to go, it’s rock n’ roll.

  16. vacuumslayer says:

    Oh, and the song was very nice.

  17. vacuumslayer says:

    Ooooops. Did not see newest thread. *goes away*

  18. vacuumslayer says:

    Well now I’m very disappoint that my comment in purgatory has not morphed imto a treatise about how great Mekons is.

  19. Pinko Punko says:

    Zombs, those are all on my list of fave songos from OR. Singer Songwriter and Movie are TOPS.

Go ahead, tell me how I fucked up this time.

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