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Regarding wretched, manic suburban excess.
everything's a sign of you
had to record a loud song / here is one
Lofi Computer stumbles on.
Exit Music (for a Film)
Another track from Lofi Computer. [more inside]
The epic second track off the Roddy's O-Face record. It's pretty hefty compared to the rest of the songs, so make sure you can handle a solid minute and forty five seconds. [more inside]
Sweet, I tracked down the opening track off Lofi Computer. [more inside]
Subterranean Homesick Alien
In the six months they were together, Roddy's O-Face went through three bassists, the last of whom insisted on being called "The Colonel" at all times. This was a song about the town they were all going to high school in. [more inside]
Here's another Roddy's O-Face track off their Lofi Computer album! If I remember right, Ned wrote this one, and it's about his ex-girlfriend's cop dad and the time he drew a magic marker Hitler stache on her at a party when she passed out, or something like that. [more inside]
As recorded in Tom's mom's garage by the infamously unfamous punk ingenues Roddy's O-Face. From their first and only album, Lofi Computer. [more inside]
I've Got a Sickness
I made a Rock and Roll. I like Rock and Roll. [more inside]
Picture of You
A driving four-on-the-floor guitar song recorded by my band Boeufcake. [more inside]
duck hack attack
my friend found and hacked a dollar-store musical toy duck...and this piece is made of the awful and fascinating sounds we made with it. [more inside]
A silly pop song that I wrote for my band Boeufcake. We've been playing together for years, but we have few recordings worthy of sharing due to the tediousness of multitracking and the shit kicking good time we'd rather have drinking beer and playing loud. Be aware, there's a couple naughty words in this song. [more inside]
Ode on an Irish Pub
Who's getting wasted today? I said Who's Getting Wasted?! Well alright!! Hope you're drinking lots of green beer, remember to tip your bartenders. We've been Tam and the Shanters, thanks for coming out tonight! [more inside]
Haunted Mansion (demo)
Synthy nerd rock about goth kids who find love at the happiest place on Earth. [more inside]
Dance For Me
In case you thought I went soft, here's some butt rock for you to blast in your Trans Am. [more inside]
doesn't have to hurt
A loud composition, in 7/4 time, 120 BPM. [more inside]
steel lotus in stockkeeping
Something blossoms out of something else, it would be ugly on its own, but coming from something so putrid it is sublime. [more inside]
Per arcanecrowbar's request, Big Star's September Gurls. [more inside]
A Summer of Departures Overhead
When I lived in Anchorage a few years back, during one of the summers one of the runways at the local international airport was shut down so all of the aeroplanes were taking off and flying over the city instead of flying out over the water like they usually did. So that's what this song is about. Sounds best on a very loud stereo.
Too Much For Me
A goofy little rocker from a few years back. [more inside]
Crazy Baby, Lazy Charlie
In 1993 I spent every weekend between the Spring Bank Holiday recording songs that I'd written on my four-track tape recorder. I'm not sure where they came from. On August Bank Holiday Monday I mixed down the final album - It's Amazing What Some People Can Believe - and copied it onto C90 cassettes. The run almost reached double figures. A raging success, then. This is the first track on Side One. The almost fifteen years' distance allows me to admit that I like it very much.
Some nasty noise, integrating samples composed from segments of executable files, spectral synthesis, and other bad sounding stuff.
Fortune Favors The Bold
a song from my old band, New Blind Nationals, really rockish.
Mark Foo's Last Ride
Mark Foo rewrote the rules of big-wave surfing and turned it into a high-stakes, high-profile thrill show. So when the biggest, baddest new surf break -- Mavericks -- started to churn out 40-foot waves in December 1994, it was inevitable that he'd be there. This tune celebrates his last ride. Previous tunes here and here.
Balkan Red Alert, Part I
Balkan-tinged surf-rock ode to Gavril Princip from Cesare Gorgeous & The Strange Attractors. That's me (Cesare) on, um, everything. Previously in the same ilk: A Theory of Everything. More to come.
From my band, Steel Tigers of Death. I'm told we sound like and old SST band. You decide.
A Theory of Everything
Twangsome surf-rock from The Strange Attractors, recorded when I should have been writing screenplays. That's me kicking the reverb tank at the beginning.