Comments on: REVERSO MADNESS

REVERSO MADNESS

cortex — Tue, 21 Aug 2007 06:44:10 -0800

This is a composition. BACKWARDS! Because, hey, I've had insufficient sleep.

By: cortex

cortex — Tue, 21 Aug 2007 06:44:32 -0800

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By: jessamyn

jessamyn — Tue, 21 Aug 2007 06:52:37 -0800

wow, that's super annoying except for the end part which sounds weirdly the same.

By: flapjax at midnite

flapjax at midnite — Tue, 21 Aug 2007 07:02:18 -0800

Hmmm... praising Satan again, are we, cortex? But I have to inform you: unless a piece is at least 20 seconds long it absolutely cannot be classified as a "composition". Sorry, man, but that's straight outta the Composer's Union Bylaws, look it up.

By: mathowie

mathowie — Tue, 21 Aug 2007 07:51:39 -0800

Yeah, weird how banjo sounds identical forwards and backwards (IT IS SATAN'S INSTRUMENT), but I love the backwards lyrics at the start.

By: cortex

cortex — Tue, 21 Aug 2007 08:11:28 -0800

Lyrics, as far as I can tell:

Snack not
First boyfriend 'em
(ooh)
Endorse McMann
(ahh)
Name your station
You wear hat

Marklar'm
Marklar'm

By: Randy Curtis

Randy Curtis — Tue, 21 Aug 2007 12:31:43 -0800

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leef uoy woh dnatsrednu I tuB
melborp emaS eht evah I

**sitruC ydnaR**

By: carsonb

carsonb — Tue, 21 Aug 2007 18:44:26 -0800

Awesome.

By: snsranch

snsranch — Wed, 22 Aug 2007 16:03:27 -0800

Ha, well even backward, that's our cortex! Unmistakably so.

By: vronsky

vronsky — Mon, 27 Aug 2007 00:39:08 -0800

yvan eht noij

By: davejay

davejay — Thu, 06 Sep 2007 23:58:31 -0800

Back was I was, oh, 14 or so, an older friend took me over to his buddy's house. The guy was a drummer, and lived in the house by himself -- the front door was unlocked, the floor of every room was covered with so much junk that I couldn't tell if it was carpeted without looking twice, and a refrigerator-sized wheeled bass amplifier greeted me in the living room. We found his friend asleep in the middle of the floor on a mat in one of the bedrooms.

Once we got him awake, we started messing around with instruments, and eventually he pulled out a Tascam 4-track and told us that the night before, a bunch of folks had come over and gotten drunk/high, then spent hours recording phrases backwards in the Tascam and then playing them back to see if they sounded correct.

He popped in the cassette, pressed play, and out came a gaggle of voices, some more coherent than others, some actually making recognizable words (but most not) -- and all repeating the same phrases over and over, out of sync. Then all of a sudden, a huge booming voice much closer to the microphone calmly states "Fuck. Me. Mary. Ann." And to this day, I think the hilarity and awesomeness of that moment was the reason I ultimately fell in love with multitracking and songwriting (even though I didn't pursue it for many, many years.)

This song takes me right back to that moment, which I hadn't thought about in a long time. Thank you.

By: cortex

cortex — Sat, 08 Sep 2007 08:13:32 -0800

Heh. Awesome story, davejay.

By: tehloki

tehloki — Thu, 13 Sep 2007 22:34:43 -0800

In a similar vein (although mine was a little bit more deliberate, hehe)