And now on to "Side 2" (as it were) of Chaos Town, the 1998 CD by my old band The Practical Man.
This song evolved from a jam with old pal Rick. What you have here is the third version, or perhaps the fourth, depending on which of my fuzzy memories is less misleading.
We were playing this song at the now-defunct Ivory's when someone in the audience shouted to a friend, "THESE GUYS ARE COOL!" The song ended just as he said it, so we all heard it. I think that was pretty much the high point of our performing days. It certainly beat the time in Oxford when a guy came downstairs from his apartment and wanted us to turn down. (Um…you don't like loud music and you live above a fucking bar? Dumbass.)
For the sounds at the beginning, early one morning I stuck a couple of mics out the side door of the little house in Valleydale where we recorded and mixed the CD. (Give yourself a gold star if you know where Valleydale is without looking it up. Give yourself eight gold stars if you know what municipality it's in.)
If you've been severely depressed about your lack of direction in life, you might want to skip this one. Or at least not dwell on the lyrics.
Dating back to pre-Practical-Man days, this Mark-penned song debuted on our cassette The Book of 1,000 Songs under the band name Mohammed Chang.* What you have here is the full-band re-recorded version from our 1998 full-length CD Chaos Town.
"Nobody else gives a damn if you make it or not before you're gone."** You can take that to the bank.***
Ah, February: time for a sweet, romantic trifle from the catalog of my old band, yes?
No. You're getting a baffling song about the guy who comes to read the meter. (In reality, sometimes it's a woman, which can be embarrassing when you're a dorky guy standing around in a bathrobe, but the song doesn't get into that.) I wrote the lyrics in the Stickies applet on a Macintosh.
I'm now uploading these sound files to Vox, but they'll still be available free on the band's website–that makes it a little easier to save your copy (you DO want to save your copy, right?) and gives you a choice of formats.
One more note: the line says "search my anger," not "search my hangar." It's about a personal residence, not an airport. I just thought I'd clarify that since it could alter the outcome of the US elections or bring about world peace or something.
Since today's Vox Hunt question is "Share your life anthem," consider this my response, as well as the Song of the Month from my old band The Practical Man's 1998 CD Chaos Town.
This is not, mercifully, my life anthem now, but it was once. It's about shitty jobs you take just to pay the bills, jobs where your skills aren't used and your boss doesn't care. It questions the ethic that any work, no matter how asinine, is automatically good for you and the world as long as it pays something. You've gotta eat, but don't let that keep you from looking for something better.
And now for something completely different: last month’s song (“Tale of the Tideland”) crashes abruptly into “Crossing the Rubicon,” the second track from The Practical Man’s 1998 CD Chaos Town.
(The strange split-second of noise at the beginning of the track is actually the end of “Tideland.” It makes sense if you hear the tracks in sequence. Maybe one day I’ll drop these songs into an editor and move that little blip of noise back into the “Tideland” file where it belongs. Today is not that day.)
This is the first crush song on the album. Or maybe it’s just a lust song.
Mark is the alpha singer-songwriter on this track. Be nice, because he may be reading this. Or not. Maybe I’ll ask him tomorrow when he comes over to cook us some Indian food.
Over the next several months I’ll be posting the 1998 CD Chaos Town by my old band, The Practical Man. (The actual files will live on the band’s web site, but I’ll link to the download page here.) I’ll roll them out in the order they’re in on the CD. Everything will be available at 128 kbps MP3 and AAC.
The first track, “Tale of the Tideland,” is now presented for your entertainment, amusement, enjoyment, derision, appreciation, horror, indifference, worship, etc. [The audio ends abruptly. It's supposed to. –Ed.]
WTF? Chaos Town (the 1998 CD by my band The Practical Man) is now for sale on Amazon. We never got around to acquiring a UPC for it; I guess that’s no longer a requirement. Now it has its very own ASIN. I’m guessing a Marketplace seller had a copy and entered it in Amazon’s database. I just submitted the cover art.