Mystery Machine


Repasando repertorio, me encontré con una ristra de canciones que compuse de 1997 a 1999 para mi grupo de entonces, Rubber Band. Estaba pasando las vacaciones de verano en mi pueblo y me dediqué a grabarlos en plan bien, usando la tecnología de la que dispongo actualmente. Opté por un arreglo sencillo y semiacústico, completando con strings de mellotron al más puro estilo Visconti (o al menos, eso se intenta).

A las siete canciones que rescaté de este modo, he añadido unas cuantas más que comparten ciertas características. Meet me another time es completamente nueva salvo la letra, que fue escrita en la misma época que las demás canciones, pero que nunca pasó de ahí. The Honey Pot aparecería en mi disco de 2001 Squalor Contra Daemon, que también pretendo rescatar, pero fue compuesta mucho antes, concretamente en 1999, aunque estaba falta de un arreglo convincente. Lucrecia, My Reflection fue una versión de The Sisters of Mercy que grabé este año pero que pegaba mucho temáticamente y Mini Asurbanipal es una nueva composición que habla un poco de aquella época en un modo realmente críptico.

Juntas hacen un disco cortito y fácil de escuchar que espero que os guste.


Letras:


Annie Looks Down 
Once I met a girl named Annie and I found her very interesting.
We used to talk almost about anything even when she was not interested at all.
I walked her to her faculty everyday goin' thru' the fallen leaves and yellow trees.
I used to hold her back when the wind blew to keep her from the cold...
 
... now Annie looks down when we cross our ways,
Annie looks down.
 
She made me know about her friends: studying youngsters living in a dying dead-end
I knew Pete and Thomas, they were scarves to hide in their necks some marks from vamps.
I entered some kind of bohemian scene where people smoke black velvet cigarettes and smelt their bliss.
They pretended to be much more than they were so I had to say goodbye...
 
... now Annie looks down when we cross our ways,
Annie looks down.
 
Join my band made of rubber, which is cheaper.

It Ain't for You 
When Mary felt so glady when Michael bought two flowers - He said "this ain't for you babe!"
Look Caroline's smiles at Mark's eyes - he's glad but she says "this ain't for you babe!"
See these two ones makin' love with shut eyes and gone minds - They're thinkin' "this ain't for you babe!"
Watch these others who play to be lovers only 'cause they're gettin' bored - You know, this ain't for you children.
 
Tiny you - tiny me - it is all we are
Because you know when I cry it is not for you
And I know when you smile - that it surely happens
'cause of another one.
 
While she's flyin' she'll surely forget and when she returns she'll look at me and I'll say "this ain't for you babe!"
And when I tell my friends "let's put oxygen in our hair" they look wicked and they say "this ain't for you babe!"
So Mark realizes that there's nothing to do with Caroline - He smiles 'cause he knows "this ain't for you boy!"
Clean your mind and when you look for your brains you'll find something dirty so that's why it isn't for me dude...

The Hay Police 
Say "hello!" to the Hay Police everytime they come downtown
Say "hello", hell, say "hello!" to the Hay Police. Maybe the hell's so low that suits us all.
 
Send your money to the Hay Police 'cause you know we're now the real cops.
Send your prayers to the Hay Police 'cause you know we're now the real gods.
 
We are the real gods for you all!
 
Smoke the pipe with the Hay Police when everything in your life seems to be wrong.
Smoke the pipe, get high with us, get undone! We play guitar, we stare the skies, we never go!

On Stage in her Velvet Dress 
Sally looked so shaggy all that morning
She thought "if I put on Velvet I'll be so pretty"
She took all day to make up her face
And then she went down like a child girl.
 
The cats in the alleys and the dark creatures of the night
All gather around the round table to see Sally dance 'cause
 
Sally goes onstage in her Velvet Dress.
 
The catchiest hour - the moon is over!
Some queers dance in a nearby bar.
She went out the hotel and sighed for him
But she forgot when she got her LSD.
 
The moon has risen in the boulevard - and the cats sharpen their nails
And the posers and the passengers - everyone goes to see 'cause
 
Sally goes onstage in her Velvet Dress.
 
The night life boils in the pubs
The white knight came dress in furs
She used to be a long-skirted schoolgirl
And now she dances 'till seven onstage.
 
Sally goes onstage in her Velvet Dress.

Low & Low 
We seem refugees 'tween army rows passing by under their bows.
You see, my world is low & low and now I feel it is also you.
 
You believe in some god but not in mine - breathe some air but not the same I do.
You believe in some god but not in mine - feel like a victim but not of mines.
 
The world is low & low and now everything remains 
You see the stars don't shine so high - they are drown in the sea!
 
We seem daffodils when the wind blows flyin' by to our new home.
You see, my world is low & low and now I feel it is also you.

Dama, the Dame of Dimes 
Dama, the Dame of Dimes doesn't wear a bra.
She loves, yeah she loves when I adore her
in her house on a tree -
 
Dama you wear socks in your hands!
Dama I'd like to take you back to the sky!
 
Dama, she's always sad... I don't know what's so bad!
She hates me, she hates me, she hates me when I miss her
Makes her go mad -
 
Dama you wear socks in your hands!
Dama I'd like to take you back to the sky!

(She Looked Alot Like) Ally McBeal 
Sittin alone, just another bus ride frail and tired like a hyacinth
She was asleep and her eyes were closed and her hands calmly lied on her white knees.
All that twiggy beauty! That faded hair, that white face!
You know, she looked alot like Ally McBeal.
 
That love only lasted three bus stops and then it faded in the air
and then, later, I told my friends I'd met a girl who looked alot like Ally McBeal
And I felt a shiver and a heartbeat of real love!
All that twiggy beauty! That faded hair, that skinniness!
You know, she looked alot like Ally McBeal.

Meet me another time 
Cm Cdim7
Moss in the mouth of Kallisto
Remnants of lands you never knew
Open you eyes tells me Winston
You never know what you may face

Gm Cm F Cm 
Try to forgive me tonight
and let's have another dance
Try to emboss your mind
and meet me another time

Again, again, again, again.

She doesn't know where to look for
A single clue would suffice to her
Look at the eyes of Kallisto
He never tells but he's always fine

The Honey Pot 
Harold hath seen the gold inside the cage
"Tons of gold!" was saying his friend Dave
The lords and the ladies and the dwarves and the fairies
Will never let it down beneath the country house
Inside the dark cave where one day was Dave.

Meredith the pretty witch never spied around
But from then to Eternity her ears are to the ground.
She smiled and the stars at the top of her black hat
Were pointing to that way where Harold spends his days
Inside the dark cave where one day was Dave.

The Old Beholder from his top stared the scene with Albert and Scott
They had a plan about that gold which had to do with a Honey Pot
Uh - the gold's gonna be stolen.
Uh - their guilt will not be proven.

Albert and Scott now own all that gold
And the Beholder lives near the beach
The lords are not lords and the ladies are pretty
They're always gettin' down just near the beach house
Under Albert and Scott within a Honey Pot.

Mini Asurbanipal 
Pequeño Asurbanipal, 
¿a quién vas a llorar las lágrimas de metal, 
mi Mini Asurbanipal?

Pequeño Asurbanipal
en su casa junto al mar
con cortinas de metal,
mi Mini Asurbanipal.

Pobrecito Asurbanipal, 
no tiene dónde volver:
su vieja y rota mansión
¿Dónde está?

Pobrecito Asurbanipal,
no tiene dónde dormir:
su viejo y roto sillón
¿Dónde está?

Pequeño Asurbanipal,
no estés más triste ya.
Heridas llenas de sal 
son fáciles de sanar.


Créditos:

Voces, instrumentos, programación: NoKnob. Grabado, mezclado y masterizado en Julio/Agosto de 2008 por na_th_an.

Esta obra está sujeta a la licencia Creative Commons y es copyleft 2008 Stray Jay Music.


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