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Subject: Modern Lovers - She Cracked 1972 demo Sat Nov 17, 2012 12:45 am
...I lost this Bomp album,only for twenty minutes,left it on the train,which terminated two stops further and got Hamiltons Station master to get the cleaners to retrieve it,that and the Pixies Live at the BBC sesssions.A day of failure,missing out getting a deckhands position on Sydneys Ferries,Missed Lou Reed,by 24 hours, and by the time zi got home,the worst of psychic attacks,taken out,listening to The Radiator Song,by the Pixies.
Had to buy a LP player for a PC so I could convert songs to WMA,that's why got PC's,music and then games.
Anyway,once converted this album,I had the other release,I was blown away by the similarities to the Velvet Underground the critics all raved on about,here,is the best example,The Bomp release,S he Cracked.
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Subject: The Modern Lovers - A Plea For Tenderness Sat Nov 17, 2012 12:55 am
Lyrics to A Plea For Tenderness :
Now girls, do you hate men? Well you know, sometimes you just don't talk to them And that's sad âCause I can see tenderness in your faces And innocence straight from infant days And there must be tenderness deep inside Oh you're so cold, but it still shows
Well I can take a vacant stare Well it's so much to say Now, it seems a waste But if you don't want me to know What's going on inside Just tell me now and I'll go
You told me about school I only want to know about you And I'm hungry for it now I'm starving for it now And now you know
But if you care about me (Tell me now) If I'm better than the wall (Tell me now) If it's important that I touch your arm at night You'd better Tell me now
You know, I've just read some writers now From the old days Because I knew, I knew that they'd understand That's right Because dignity and tenderness Right, should apply (they could apply) To modern romance, yeah.
So don't tell me dear, don't tell me any words About your school, or your homework now I'm not going to be interested in stories About your stupid pet cats (so, what do I care now?) Just talk about love, or sex, or starving hearts, or just shut up And I'll go
But
If you care about me now (Tell me now) If I'm better than the wall now (Tell me now) If it's important when I touch you're hand (Tell me now) If you care about being alone at all (Tell me now) If it hurts, to be alone in your kitchen The way you've been staying over these past few months (Heh, better tell me now) If it hurts to not be honest with yourself The way you have been the past few years (it seems) (Then tell me now)
Because uh, I've been starving for warmth You never give me any warmth oh You can't hide anymore, Or take drugs, Or smoke cigarettes Or have alcohol Or make up all this other bullshit that you use in your life In your life, so I can't see you clear In your life, you know I can't see you clear, in your life You know I can't stay this way Stand to hurt this way Plan to go to bed alone And to feel the pride inside and hurt Then to feel while you go to waste Then to feel this way Alone in the dark All alone in the dark, I stand All alone I stand I stand in the dark outside your door And I wait to see if I should go inside Because it hurts when you don't talk to me And we just pretend That's right we just pretend Then I won't have it anymore, never I've had it, yeah.
Because, I can't stand to be alone at night And I can't stand to pretend to be together at night. Oh You can't hide, Take drugs with me Smoke cigarettes Or alcohol Or this other shit that you use in life So I can't see you clear, I want to see you clear You got to say it now If you care about me then you'd better tell me now Yeah, oh, oh, yeah
See dear, I know how beautiful death is And I know why you hate life But I'm just now, a tender soul And be glad you know
You see, All men are just tender souls And be glad I told you And be glad that you know
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Subject: Iggy pop-Nightclubbing Sat Nov 17, 2012 12:58 am
Nightclubbing we're nightclubbing We're what's happening Nightclubbing we're nightclubbing We're an ice machine We see people brand new people They're something to see When we're nightclubbing Bright-white clubbing Oh isn't it wild?
Nightclubbing we're nightclubbing We're walking through town Nightclubbing we're nightclubbing We walk like a ghost We learn dances brand new dances Like the nuclear bomb When we're nightclubbing Bright white clubbing Oh isn't it wild...
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Subject: Mars - 3E/ Scorn Sat Nov 17, 2012 1:00 am
3E - Mother said I don't like the way you always want to stay in bed I don't mind the service But I think you're getting overfed I said Mama this is better than a girl Because from this standpoint I can understand the world
You're not suppose to break your toys Drop the papers - make the noise
It's too much mystery to always only see half a face Out on the street marching unrestrained the human race All this ceaseless motion takes all my might Close the curtains give up the light
Take the file smooth me down Drop the bodies on the town
The wall cries out: "Hey pal I'm starving how about something to eat" Opens up his lips tunnel tongue regurgitates the street Mother unbondaged mouth wakes up the hand underneath the steps - trips down the stairs drops the milk gets the sheets all wet
Mother don't abuse your child It's not the time to make the smile
Scorn- A transcription of the unintelligible mutterings of John Candia, a homeless man befriended by Sumner.
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Subject: Pixies - Boom Chickaboom - Live Sat Nov 17, 2012 1:06 am
Uploaded by thelyran on Feb 9, 2012
Forget the poor video quality,just a delight to have this rare video,with Frank Black,tall,thin and with a head of hair.One of the sweetest tracks the Pixies ever composed,about pretending to be a woman,to pick up the lesbian secretary.Hilarious and my very favourite Pixies track Enjoy it just for it's rareity.
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Subject: The Pixies - Velouria Sat Nov 17, 2012 1:10 am
hold my head we'll trampoline finally through the roof on to somewhere near and far in time velouria her covering travelling career she can really move oh velveteen!
my velouria, my velouria even i'll adore you my velouria
say to me where have you been finally through the roof and how does lemur skin reflect the sea?
we will wade in the shine of the ever we will wade in the shine of the ever we will wade in the tides of the summer every summer every summer every my velouria my velouria
forevergreen i know she's here in California i can see the tears of shastasheen
my velouria, my velouria even i'll adore your my velouria
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Subject: Pixies - Bone Machine Sat Nov 17, 2012 1:15 am
This is a song for Carol Your into Japanese fastfood And I drop you off with your Japanese lover And you're going to the beach all day You're so pretty when you're unfaithful to me You're so pretty when you're unfaithful to me
You're looking like You've got some sun Your blistered lips I beg a kiss They taste of it, like everyone Uh-oh, Uh-oh, Uh-oh, Uh-oh
Your bones got a little machine You're the bone machine
I was talking to preachy-preach about kissy-kiss He bought me a soda He bought me a soda He bought me a soda and he tried to molest me in the parking lot Yep, yep yep YEP!
I make you break You make me hard Your Irish skin Looks Mexican Our love is rice and beans and horses lard Your bones got a little machine You're the bone machine
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Subject: Brian Eno-The True Wheel Sat Nov 17, 2012 1:20 am
We are the 801 We are the central shaft
And we are here to let you take advantage Of our lack of craft Certain streets have certain corners Sooner or later we'll turn your.
We are the 801 We are the central shaft
And thus throughout two years we've crossed the ocean In our little craft (row, row, row) Now we're on the telephone Making final arrangements (ding, ding)
We are the 801 We are the central shaft
Looking for a certain ratio Someone must have left it underneath the carpet Looking up and down the radio Oh, oh, nothing there this time Looking for a certain ratio Someone said they saw it parking in a car lot Looking up and down the radio Oh, oh, nothing there this time Going back down to the rodeo Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, here we go!
We are the table the captain's table let's get it understood Let's get it understood We are the losers we are the cruisers let's get it understood Let's get it understood We are the diners the final diners let's get it understood Let's get it understood Most of us are tinkers, some of us tailors And we've got candlesticks and lots of cocktail sticks We saw the lovers the modern lovers and they looked very good They looked as if they could We are the neighbours the nosy neighbours we think just like you would We think just like you should.
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Subject: Brian Eno-"China My China" Sat Nov 17, 2012 1:27 am
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Subject: Brian Eno - King's Lead Hat (single version) Sat Nov 17, 2012 1:31 am
Dark alley (dark alley) black star Four turkeys in a big black car The road is shiny (bright shine) the wheels slide Four turkeys going for a dangerous ride The lacquer crackles (black tar) the engines roar A ship was turning broadside to the shore Splish splash I was raking in the cash The biology of purpose keeps my nose above the surface (OOH) King's lead hat put the innocence inside her, it will come, it will come, it will surely come King's lead hat was a mother to desire, it will come, it will come, it will surely come
In New Delhi (smelly Delhi) and Hong Kong They all know that it won't be long I count my fingers (digit counter) as night falls And draw bananas on the bathroom walls The killer cycles (humdrum) the killer hunts The passage of my life is measured out in shunts Time and motion (motion carried) time and tide All I know and all I have is time and time and tide is on my side King's lead hat put the poker in the fire, it will come, it will come, it will surely come King's lead hat was a mother to desire, it will come, it will come, it will surely come
The weapon's ready (ready Freddy) the guns purr The satellite distorts his voice to a slur He gives orders (finger pie) which no one hears The king's hat fits over their ears He takes his modicate (indecipherable) cold turpentine He tries to dial out 999999999 He dials reception (moving finger) he's all alone He's just a victim of the telephone King's lead hat made the Amazon much wider, it will come, it will come, it will surely come King's lead hat put the poker in the fire, it will come, it will come, it will surely come King's lead hat was a mother to desire, it will come, it will come, it will surely come King's lead hat put the innocence inside her, it will come, it will come, it will surely come King's lead hat was a hammer to desire, it will come, it will come, it will surely come.
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Subject: The Velvet Underground-White Light/White Heat Sat Nov 17, 2012 1:48 am
White light, White light goin' messin' up my mind White light, and don't you know its gonna make me go blind White heat, aww white heat it tickle me down to my toes White light, Ooo have mercy while I'll have it goodness knows
White light, White light goin' messin' up my brain White light, Aww white light its gonna drive me insane White heat, Aww white heat it tickle me down to my toes White light, Aww white light I said now goodness knows, do it
Hmm hmm, White light Aww I surely do love to watch that stuff tip itself in Hmm hmm, White light Watch that side, watch that side don't you know it gonna be dead in the drive Hmm hmm, White heat Hey foxy mama watchin' her walk down the street Hmm hmm, White light Come up side your head gonna make a deadend on your street
White light, When I moved in me intween my brain White light, White light goin' makin' you go insane White heat, Aww white heat it tickle me down to my toes White light, Aww white light I said now goodness knows
White light, Aww white light it lighten up my eyes White light, don't you know it fills me up with suprise White heat, Aww white heat tickle me down to my toes White light, Aww white light I tell you now goodness knows, now work it
Hmm hmm, White light Aww she surely do moves me Hmm hmm, White light Watch that speed freak, watch that speed freak everybody gonna go and make it every week Hmm hmm, White heat Aww sputter mutter everybody gonna go kill their mother Hmm hmm, White light Here she comes, here she comes, everybody get 'n gone make me run to her
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Subject: The Velvet Underground - Black Angels Death Song Sat Nov 17, 2012 1:51 am
The myriad choices of his fate Set themselves out upon a plate For him to choose What had he to lose
Not a ghost bloodied country All covered with sleep Where the black angel did weep Not an old city street in the east Gone to choose
And wandering's brother Walked on through the night With his hair in his face On a long splintered cut from the knife of G.T.
The rally man's patter ran on through the dawn Until we said so long To his skull-shrill yell
Shining brightly red-rimmed and Red-lined with the time Infused with the choice of the mind On ice skates scraping chunks From the bills
Cut mouth bleeding razor's Forgetting the pain Antiseptic remains cool goodbye So you fly To the cozy brown snow of the east Gone to choose, choose again
Sacrificials remains make it hard to forget Where you come from The stools of your eyes Serve to realize fame, choose again
And roverman's refrain of the sacrilege recluse For the loss of a husk Went the bowels and a tail of a rat Come again, choose to go
And if Epiphany's terror reduced you to shame Have your head bobbed and weaved Choose a side to be on
If the stone glances off Split didactics in two Leave the colors of the mouse trails Don't scream, try between If you choose, if you choose, try to lose For the loss of remain come and start
Start the game I che che che che I Che che che ka tak koh Choose to choose Choose to choose, choose to go
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Subject: NICO-'Waiting For My Man' Sat Nov 17, 2012 1:55 am
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Subject: Vanessa Paradis - Waiting For My Man Sat Nov 17, 2012 2:16 am
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Subject: The Velvet Underground - I´m Waiting For The Man Sat Nov 17, 2012 2:25 am
The Original and the best,the Norman Dolph Acetates were great,but this is energy fueled,the anticipation,the score...nothing like it.Most of my adventures in life centre around a long trip just to get on,getting high and the people you meet under the influence...
I'm waiting for my man Twenty-six dollars in my hand Up to Lexington, 125 Feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive I'm waiting for my man
Hey, white boy, what you doin' uptown? Hey, white boy, you chasin' our women around? Oh pardon me sir, it's the furthest from my mind I'm just lookin' for a dear, dear friend of mine I'm waiting for my man
Here he comes, he's all dressed in black PR shoes and a big straw hat He's never early, he's always late First thing you learn is you always gotta wait I'm waiting for my man
Up to a Brownstone, up three flights of stairs Everybody's pinned you, but nobody cares He's got the works, gives you sweet taste Ah then you gotta split because you got no time to waste I'm waiting for my man
Baby don't you holler, darlin' don't you bawl and shout I'm feeling good, you know I'm gonna work it on out I'm feeling good, I'm feeling oh so fine Until tomorrow, but that's just some other time I'm waiting for my man
Uploaded by landofrob on Mar 30, 2011
From The Velvet Underground's 1st studio session, recorded over 4 days in April 1966. This acetate copy of the final mixes originally belonged to studio owner Norman Dolph, and was famously found at a yard sale for 75 cents and then sold for over $25,000. Several different versions have appeared in various dark corners of the internet over the past few years; this one, from the bootleg CD "Unripened", sounds best IMO. Perhaps "least awful" is a more accurate description of the recording's sound quality, but this is still an amazing artifact. Ladies and gentlemen, The Velvet Underground and Nico.
Here are the liner notes: " What you're holding in your hand is what the first Velvet Underground album would have sounded like had it not been rejected by the powers that be. Andy Warhol's intention was to capitalize on the buzz surrounding the band's debut gigs under the guise of the Exploding Plastic Inevitable shows. A music-art-freak out-happening. Andy, wanting to keep the band's abrasive sound and seedy subject matter, arranged for a session at a run down New York studio called Scepter Studios, under the watchful eye of a Mr. Norman Dolph. Payment for the four day recording session in April 1966 was one of Andy's paintings. Which in time would prove very financially rewarding for Mr. Dolph.
The recordings cut onto acetate were listened to by Columbia Records and rejected. As was all the great era defining music, check out The Beatles and The Rolling Stones for similar tales of woe. The group would later that year be dispatched to Los Angeles to re-record the bulk of these tunes, "Heroin", "Venus In Furs" and "I'm Waiting For The Man" with another producer Tom Wilson at a studio called TTG. the other tunes would be remixed and a recording of "sunday Morning" cut in New York would be added alongside "There She Goes Again". The track listing changed around to give a more user friendly feel to the album.
Here we present the original album taken from the acetate version with its original running order. "European Son" opens the album, which is a completely different take than the released version. It has a blusier structure that builds more gradually and is several minutes longer. "The Black Angel's Death Song" is a different mix to the finished tune. "All Tomorrow's Parties" again is a different mix to the released version. "I'll Be Your Mirror" has a radically different sound that has less echo on Nico's vocals and the backing vocals are lower in the mix. "Heroin" is a completely different version. The guitar line is different, vocal infections are different and contain some different lyrics. The drumming is more primitive and runs parallel with a tambourine.
"Femme Fatale" is also a radically different mix. The percussion is more prominent and the background vocals used in a poppier way. "Venus In Furs" is a completely different version. The vocal accents are different. Instrumentation more based around john Cale's viola than the guitar, as in the released version. "I'm waiting For The Man" is a completely different version. The guitar line is completely different and some of the lyrics also. No drums, just tambourine and a bluesy guitar solo. "Run Run Run" is a different mix to the released version.
What also changes the feel of the album is the running order. This original version starting with "European son" and with the absence of the lighter cut "Sunday Morning" that opened the released version, gives the album a darker feel. Which one is better? That is up to you to decide. But now for the first time since 1966 you can hear the dreamscape that the band and Mr. Andy Warhol had in store for us. So sit back, peel slowly and listen to this lost masterpiece in all its unripened glory.
Taken from original acetate version. Every effort has been made to clean up the sound, but also keep the feel. "
Additional information on the acetate, session, and final album can be found at:
The final night of The Velvets' residency at The Gymnasium was billed as "National Swingers Night," and at some point the fateful decision was made to capture the band's performance on reel-to-reel tape, which was a very uncommon occurrence during The Velvets' association with Warhol; what's even more surprising is that the parties concerned decided to do so in the absence of the band's "chanteuse," Nico, who had not returned from a trip to Ibiza. Psychedelic Sounds from The Gymnasium features this reel-to-reel recording (though there is some disagreement over whether it is the complete performance), and it is, quite possibly, the most important "unofficial" Velvet Underground recording in existence. This is due not only to the historic value of the recording and its surprising sonic clarity, but also to the performances, including a song that appears nowhere else in The Velvet's official and unofficial discographies: "I'm Not a Young Man Anymore." Listening to Reed's spidery guitar figure and his dark, mantra-like vocals, it's hard not to wonder how the song was never recorded in the studio, as it is easily the equal of a number of songs from both The Velvet Underground & Nico and White Light / White Heat. Another gem is the first public performance of the epic "Sister Ray," whose crunchy guitar groove likely inspired Stein's description of the band that night as "awesomely powerful." Psychedelic Sounds from the Gymnasium captures The Velvet Underground at their grimy, arty best and makes pointedly clear what set this band apart both musically and lyrically. John Cale: "There was commitment there. That was the powerful advantage that all of Lou's lyrics had. All Bob Dylan was singing was questions- How many miles? and all that. I didn't want anymore questions. Give me some tough social situations and show that answers are possible."
Subject: Modern Lovers - She Cracked 1972 demo 
Sat Nov 17, 2012 12:45 am
