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Song Foundry 3​-​Pack #022

by Jed Davis

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1.
1991 03:56
We are the products of coincidence Of non-events Of 1991. Rock the record stores and concert halls We know it all We rule Forevermore. Sing the ballads of the big-haired bands Throw up your hands And watch the world move on. Say goodbye and become the past The long-lost class of '91, yeah We were the first and the last and the only Hearing in surround sound Seeing in 3-D We discovered shopping malls. We invented rock and roll. We perfected loneliness. Wherever you are I hope you're happier than I am. And all the little emo kids Have no idea how the fuck it is When the radio's on But the passion is gone When the music changes and leaves you Wherever you are. We're the fashion victims of coincidence The consequence Of 1991. The pants shrank to microscopic size Now vacant eyes They mark us Dead and gone. You little fuckers get a few short years Then check back here We'll see how far you fell. 'Cause everybody ends up just like this And no one listens When you tell 'em We were the first and the last and the only Hearing in surround sound Seeing in 3-D We discovered cigarettes. We invented loneliness. We perfected rock and roll. Wherever you are I hope you're happier than I am. And all the little indie kids Have no idea how the fuck it is To be caught unawares In a musical chairs When the record stops and leaves you Wherever you are. In 1991 they put the first man on the moon. In 1991 Columbus sailed the ocean blue. In 1991 some monkeys learned to walk upright. In 1991 God said, LET THERE BE LIGHT Wherever you are I hope you're happier than I am. And all the little emo kids Have no idea how the fuck it is And all the little indie kids Have no idea how the fuck it is And all the little scenester kids Have no idea how the fuck it is But they'll learn How it feels to be lost Ten years out from your prime Wondering was it the people? The place? Or the time? In a hole like an outline Of someone long gone With a memory that grays to a haze After '91.
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I never tried as hard as I could I've seen more than I've understood Take my father, who came back from the dead "I needed just one more drink," he said He sat there reading books While my mother slowly lost her looks And even though we were poor The sun still shined on our door O Lord! Please come down from the mountain Some of us are broke and having problems And everybody knows, that I know what's going on And if cars could run on teardrops, I'd be long, long gone I got a plan to get me out of debt I'm gonna play this superfecta bet I'm gonna change the pattern of the stars I'd like to horse-whip all these VCR's Screw the soft rock and the salad bars Let's turn our backs on all the movie stars Let's raise our voices up and sing: "We are not one with everything" O Lord! Please come down from the mountain Some of us are broke and having problems And everybody knows, that I know what's going on And if cars could run on teardrops, I'd be long, long gone Long, long gone Long, long gone
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There's a trap and I know it, and I'm really glad to know it And there's nothing in the minotaur but tape and string But in the middle is the end, and I've caught the end lit And when I touch the beast, he'll eat the ring the lucky ring I don't know where to take it, but I'm really glad to take it And remember, if you start to rot then breathe real deep So I started the maze, started this craze, sucked the tit, ruined my cant, started this rant Listen, run, then leap. I don't know why you love me, why you try to trite to do me But there's nothing in the minotaur but tape and string And I watch as you succeed, and my fingers touch to see And I really want to be you as you open up and sing There's a moral to my story and a method to my mink And I know as you crow and my roe begins to glow That I died so long ago that I'm starting to stink Don't dismiss me, redress me, tie me up with a bow 'Cause I still breathe the same genius as you. I'm the same genius as you I'm the same genius as you, motherfucker I'm the same genius as you. Just remember, don't dismember all the care I take This isn't whimsy or flimsy or my lucky ring Now it seems I don't exist, I eat a funny cake But there's nothing in the minotaur but tape and string I could kill you in a second, don't ask me when I will Just remember, don't dismember all the care I take You used to understand me by adding to the mill Now it seems I don't exist, and I eat a funny cake There's nothing to this legend, where were you when it began? Now every girl I sleep with goes with so and so and so The minotaur eats the boy and vomits out the man But there's nothing in the minotaur but tape - watch out below Don't close your eyes The same genius as you I'm the same genius as you I'm the same genius as you, motherfucker I'm the same genius as you Minotaurs eat boys and spit out men.

about

2020 wasn’t good for much, but being homebound did allow me to sort through 30 years of old recordings, and unarchive tons of shelved and incomplete material.

And then finish that shit!

I am not really interested in doing “albums” anymore… holding music back until a dozen arbitrarily-linked songs are mixed and mastered and the stars and planets align. But at the same time, “singles” are kind of boring and “EPs” demand some degree of cohesion, and I don’t want to be boxed in like that. So here is what I offer you: THREE-PACKS

Remember those randomly-bagged multipacks of comic books they used to sell in toy and drug stores? You wouldn’t be able to see what was inside until you tore open the plastic, and the comics might be brand new or fifteen years old… it was just whatever happened to be laying around when they bundled it up. There was no thematic connection, no rhyme or reason to the collection, and one bag could even contain books from both Marvel AND DC. I was introduced to so many fun stories that way, and that is how I am going to introduce (or reintroduce) you to all of these songs.

This three-pack includes an never-before-heard mix of "1991” by the great Ryan Hewitt (2009), a live performance of Silver Jews' "Long Long Gone” (2009), and a noise remix of "Minotaur" by Angel Marcloid as DJ Eyebrow Ring (2014). You can read more about each track if you click through to its page.

I’m not promising these three-packs in any regularly-scheduled fashion… and I’m not going to tell you about them in advance. When I feel like one is ready, it will just appear. They may have Skyscape/Hanslick Rebellion/Collider songs on them. All of my records from the past that are not currently available digitally will be represented, as well as material you have never heard, including brand-new stuff. But as far as I’m concerned, all of this music is new to most of the universe - and these are fresh versions of everything anyway, so I hope that in a way it will also be new to you.

Let’s have some fun <3

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released February 24, 2023

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Jed Davis Syracuse, New York

Song designer; founding member of The Hanslick Rebellion, Skyscape, Collider; oblivious to genre, trends and the passage of time.

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