Live @ Rapture IV​.​XII​.​MMXVII

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Recorded live, warts and all, at Charlottesville's very own Rapture on 04/12/2017!

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released June 12, 2017

Bass Guitar, Vox: Trevor Pietsch
Drums: Carter Thompson
Horns, Vox: Dave Boudouris
Treble Guitar, Vox, Synth: Phil West

Special Guest on Summertime: The ever-appropriately named Matt Horn!

Live Mix by Disco Risqué's one and only Robert "Slim" Prescott

Words and Music by: Philip Westenberger, Trevor Pietsch, Carter Thompson & Dave Boudouris

With exceptions:
Aeroplane: The Red Hot Chili Peppers
Jane Says: Jane's Addiction
Money For Nothing: Dire Straights
I Shot The Sheriff: Bob Marley
Outkastastik: Outkast (Rosa Parks, Chonky-Fire, B.O.B., Throw Yo Hands in tha Air, So Fresh & So Clean, Spottieottiedogaliscious, Ms. Jackson)
Foster The People: Pumped-Up Kicks
Sublime: What I Got, Doin-Time
George Gershwin: Summertime

Mixed and Mastered at Aardvarks Inc.

Photo by The Ragnarockers

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Track Name: Calliope's Smile
Calliope, smile, and relight the stars now
Light them for all to see


I don’t know about you but,
I’ve been around this block (once or twice)
And I’ve seen it all before

All this around me,
Well it leaves me wanting,
and frankly I’m wanting something more


Calliope, smile, and relight the stars now
Light them for all to see


Silken semantics,
Swollen metaphor,
Hyperbole to soar beyond the sun

Please, Calliope, bring me,
Bring me something more
Your grace I ask you give me when the time comes


Calliope, smile, and relight the stars now
Light them for all to see
Track Name: Prawn Song
Scrapin’ and a scrappin’, I was struttin’ and a strapin’
All in my neighbors lawn
Just try an’ think it thru, wonder what I’m gonna do
With 40 pounds of stolen prawn
And that’s when I met her, but I bet I upset her
Cause I sent’er streakin’ thru the dawn
But how the dew looks fine on you
And it makes for a damn good song


So come on everybody, Help me sing along
Let’s all watch the pretty woman dance
And drink while the night holds strong


It’s all Ok, anyway ya slice it
[But don’t] think to hard it {don’t make much sense}
It’s all Ok, come on dance the night away
[But if ya] hold on too tight it’ll {slip thru your hands}
{Like so many grains of sand}


Chasin’ and a racin’ all over creation
Cause I finally thought I found “The One”
Stoppin’ and a floppin’ my mouth went droppin’
When I saw her lyin’ naked in the sun
Twistin’ and a turnin’ my heart starts burnin’
And its Days before were done
Too bad she’s yappy an’ a little slap-happy
But that body was a whole lotta fun
Track Name: Aeroplane
I like pleasure spiked with pain
And music is my aeroplane
It's my aeroplane
Songbird sweet and sour Jane
And music is my aeroplane
It's my aeroplane
Pleasure spiked with pain
That mother fucker always spiked with pain

Looking in my own eyes "hello"
I can't find the love I want
Someone better slap me
Before I start to rust
Before I start to decompose
Looking in my rear view mirror
I can make it disappear
I can make it disappear "have no fear"

I like pleasure spiked with pain
And music is my aeroplane
It's my aeroplane
Songbird sweet and sour Jane
And music is my aeroplane
It's my aeroplane
Pleasure spiked with pain
That mother fucker always spiked with pain

Sitting in my kitchen hey girl
I'm turning into dust again
My melancholy baby
The star of mazzy must
Push her voice inside of me
I'm overcoming gravity
I'm overcoming gravity
It's easy when you're sad to be
It's easy when you're sad "said 'bout me"

I like pleasure spiked with pain
And music is my aeroplane
It's my aeroplane
Songbird sweet and sour Jane
And music is my aeroplane
It's my aeroplane
Pleasure spiked with pain

Just one note
Could make me float
Could make me float away
One note from
The song she wrote
Could fuck me where I lay
Just one note
Could make me choke
One note that's
Not a lie
Just one note
Could cut my throat
One could make me die

I like pleasure spiked with pain
And music is my aeroplane
It's my aeroplane
Songbird sweet and sour Jane
And music is my aeroplane
It's my aeroplane
Pleasure spiked with pain
Track Name: Beaches of Glass
Sitting on this Beach of Glass
Shattered prisms from a scattered past
Countless nights stretching back in time
Liquor, beer, soda pop, bottle{s} of wine

Shift my focus years ahead
Rainbow Beaches but we’re all dead


{and} While I sit by this crimson sea
Eight million A.C. units pulsing inorganically


{I mean} Just how cold do you need it to be?
And is it worth killin’ off all of the trees?
And is it worth melting all of the ice?
To make your living room feel {o so} nice

And will you feel the same when the sea rumbles by
And covers it all, save the mountains and sky?
Beeches of Glass, miles below,
And all the lands mammals with no place{s} to go


{so} While I float in this endless sea
Our children embrace and sing their final plea
Track Name: Red Roses
Red, red roses that you left last spring
My, how it’s grown into a wonderful dream
Funny how, when you pick the right spot, the love it will bring
Red red roses that you left last spring

I, saw yesterday in this, past
Evening, you were leaving, let me pour another glass
Of misery, my philosophy {is}: Why won’t you let me be?
Well everytime I look in my garden, this is what I see
Track Name: Blue Roses
In this world of shadows and poses
Everything breaks, and nothing decomposes
These styrofoam prisons are choking out my blue roses

Everything crashes and everything loads
Everything’s plastic and anything goes

Are your children starving?
Well good, that’s what I need
A population so exploitable, they’ll do anything for my greed

Everything crashes and everything loads
Everything’s plastic and anything goes

In this world of shadows and poses
Everything breaks, and nothing decomposes
These styrofoam prisons are choking out my blue roses
Styrofoam prisons choking out my blue roses
My blue roses
My blue roses
Track Name: Jane Says
Jane says, "I'm done with Sergio"
He treats me like a ragdoll"
She hides the television
Says, "I don't owe him nothing, but if he comes back again
Tell him to wait right here for me or,
Try again tomorrow I'm gonna kick tomorrow
I'm gonna kick tomorrow"
Jane says "have you seen my wig around"
"I feel naked without it"
She knows they all want her to go
That's okay man she don't like them anyway
Jane says, "I'm going away to Spain
When I get my money saved
I'm gonna start tomorrow
I'm gonna kick tomorrow
I'm gonna kick tomorrow"
She gets mad and she starts to cry
Takes a swing but she can't hit!
She don't mean to harm
She just don't know what else to do about it
Jane goes to the store at eight
She walks up on St. Andrews
She waits and gets her dinner there
She pulls her dinner from her pocket
Jane says, "I've never been in love"
No, she don't know what it is
She only knows if someone wants her
"I want 'em if they want me
I only know they want me"
Jane says. . .Jane says. . .
Track Name: On Youth, & Dancing
Living every single moment, makes me tired; so tired
A Quick Kiss Little Miss Molly; I’m wired, so wired

To Hell with early mornings and working hard,
The nights {tab’s} on someone else’s card
Living every moment before it’s past,
You never can tell which one’s your last

I Can’t Stop Dancin’; {cause} It keeps me young
I Don’t Stop Dancin’; {cause} It keeps you young
Don’t Stop Dancing…

These Circles that I’m Dancin’ round conspire; Just Liars
{Liars!}
Obliviously Shifting my Blinders, to what’s transpired;
Transpired

Selfies Acquiesced to be Aquired; to be Admired {Admired!}
Help Me to set The Night Afire, It Soon Expires {Expires!}
Track Name: Money For Nothing
Now look at them yo-yo's that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Lemme tell ya them guys ain't dumb
Maybe get a blister on your little finger
Maybe get a blister on your thumb
We got to install microwave ovens custom kitchen deliveries
We got to move these refrigerators we gotta move these color TV's
See the little hipster with the earring and the make up
Yeah buddy that's his own hair
That little hipster got his own jet airplane
That little hipster he's a millionaire
We got to install microwave ovens custom kitchen deliveries
We got to move these refrigerators we gotta move these color TV's
We got to install microwave ovens custom kitchen deliveries
We got to move these refrigerators we gotta move these color TV's
I shoulda learned to play the guitar
I shoulda learned to play them drums
Look at that mama she got it stickin' in the camera man
We could have some fun
And he's up there, what's that?
Hawaiian noises?
Bangin' on the bongos like a chimpanzee
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Get your money for nothin' get your chicks for free
We got to install microwave ovens custom kitchen deliveries
We got to move these refrigerators we gotta move these color TV's
Listen here
Now that ain't workin' that's the way to do it
Play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Money for nothin' chicks for free
Money for nothin' chicks for free
Money for nothin' chicks for free
Money for nothin' chicks for free
Money for nothin' chicks for free
Money for nothin' chicks for free

Easy, easy money for nothin' chicks for free) (I want my, I want my MTV)
(Money for nothin' chicks for free)
Track Name: Audience Participation Jam =>
Lyrics are all improvised but highlights include:
Happy Birthday Mr. Jefferson,
Many more years may your country run

Didja tell Martha?!?

H for Hannah!
Track Name: I Shot The Sheriff
I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy
I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy
All around in my home town
They're trying to track me down
They say they want to bring me in guilty
For the killing of a deputy
For the life of a deputy, but I say
I shot the sheriff, but I swear it was in self-defense
I shot the sheriff, and they say it is a capital offense
Sheriff John Brown always hated me
For what I don't know
Every time that I plant a seed
He said, "Kill it before it grows"
He said, "Kill it before it grows", I say
I shot the sheriff, but I swear it was in self-defense
I shot the sheriff, but I swear it was in self-defense
Freedom came my way one day
And I started out of town
All of a sudden I see sheriff John Brown
Aiming to shoot me down
So I shot, I shot him down, I say
I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy
I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy
Reflexes got the better of me
And what is to be must be
Every day the bucket goes to the well
But one day the bottom will drop out
Yes, one day the bottom will drop out, but I say
I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy, oh no
I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy, oh no
Track Name: Panhandlin' Ostinato Sam (P.O.S.)
With a shiver I awoke in a fervid fright
{&} I called out to Momma, ‘neath the waxing moonlight
Tell me Momma, do me proper, do me right
Tell me ‘xactly when Dear Daddy took his flight

{You talkin’ ‘bout} Ostinato Sam?
Panhandlin’ Ostinato Sam?

Well let me tell you something boy it was a cold day in Hell
When your Daddy skipped town with anything he could sell
At the city pawn shop, and later sank down the well
Evidence of rumors that he sought to dispel

{Y’all talkin’ ‘bout} Ostinato Sam?
Panhandlin’ Ostinato Sam?

That was my Auntie on Dear Momma’s side
Noted and known for giving Sammy a ride
To the city pawn shop and twas later implied
That she was more involved then her cries denied

{Well lemme tell ya ‘bout} Ostinato Sam…
Panhandlin’ Ostinato Sam!

Now as the wailing din surged under the freshly birthed day
I retreated, I proceeded with an intrepid get-away
He’s just like his Daddy, I know that’s what you’ll say
But I can’t take these Women’s Blues braying each and every day

{All talkin ‘bout} Ostinato Sam…
Panhandlin’ Ostinato Sam!
Track Name: Vorpal Sword (+3)
With each tremolos step youth fades away
Articulation and Syncopation couldn't save the day
Regulated resistance just delays the bucket brigade
Unto The Eternal Passion Play

Veiled Obfuscations become Detente
Blurred and broken lines between need and want
Detrimental meditation decaying should’s and shan’t’s
Unto Life’s Final Jigs And Jaunts

Each ubiquitous cliff makes life a maze
Flaunting depths of perception; coiled and crazed
Obligatory postulate on a shifting string of pearls
Unto Yet Another Phase


With Each Passing Moment, Under Each Passing Sun
Our Choices Rewrite Us; As Do Actions Undone
Despite} Finite Conclusions That We’ve Drawn From The Sky
About The} Relative Energy Exchange When We Die

And The} Vitriolic Nature Of Your Covetous/Good-Hearted Neighbor
Decries The Prospects Of Your Grand Savior
Hence The} Grasp Of Beelzebub And Mephistopheles
That Forces Us To Say & Do & Live As We Please


Destiny Blooms From Vorpal Pain,
As One Severs Complacency
Track Name: Outkastastik!
Lots!
Track Name: Emancipated Troglodyte
Lusting Sin, beckons down a long, lonely hall
Mired in, past accusations, large and small
Hint of Skin, glistening under flickering firelight
Ascending, heat marks the mood of a sultry night

Effervescent Champagne glass
Clinks as sordid smiles flash
A Flaring Grand Illumination
Temptation’s Blunt Obfuscation

Troglodytic,
clandestine convulsions between the sheets
Emancipated,
emotions erupt Once More Unto The Breech
Abdicated, crown falling down at the foot of the bed
Desecrated, Pearls catch the crimson of Ruby’s Red


Hold me close & whisper
That I’m the one you love the most
The Night now finds me Naked and Afraid

Behold my doubt, subtle silence
Contorts your whisper to a shout
The Night now finds me Naked and Ashamed
Track Name: Pumped-Up Kicks
Robert's got a quick hand
He'll look around the room, he won't tell you his plan
He's got a rolled cigarette, hanging out his mouth he's a cowboy kid
Yeah found a six shooter gun
In his dad's closet hidden oh in a box of fun things, I don't even know what
But he's coming for you, yeah he's coming for you
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, out run my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, out run my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet
Daddy works a long day
He be coming home late, he's coming home late
And he's bringing me a surprise
'Cause dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice
I've waited for a long time
Yeah the slight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger
I reason with my cigarette
And say your hair's on fire, you must have lost your wits, yeah
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, out run my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, out run my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet
Track Name: Sown Reapings
FIRST THEY TOOK MY BOY, ON A CLEAR SUMMER’S DAY
HE STRAYED FROM THE WOODS, TO THE CLEARING WHERE WE PRAY
TO MY FATHERS GOD; THOU SHALT BE ASHAMED
OF THE BLOOD YOU SPILLED; OF THE CHILD MAIMED

THEN THEY TOOK MY GIRL, ‘FORE THE GROUND HAD GROWN COLD
SHE ALWAYS HAD A KNACK, FOR STORIES TRUE, UNTOLD
THE EFREET WILL EMERGE FROM OUR LAST BEGOTTEN MOAN
TO CLEAR FROM THE SKIES, THE POWER OF THE DRONE


GIVE ME A DRONE TO MAKE YOU FEAR CLEAR SKIES
GIVE ME A PAWN TO FIGHT AGAINST YOUR LIES
EXTINGUISH THE SPARK, THAT FIRE IN YOUR EYES
GIVE ME A DRONE TO MAKE YOU FEAR CLEAR SKIES


MY WIFE SHE WAS NEXT, IN A NON-COMBATANT ZONE
SHE CARRIED ON HER HEAD ALL THAT WE COULD OWN
THE CLAY WATER POT BROKE AS MY FATHER DIED OF THIRST
NOW I AM ALONE; NO FATE COULD BE WORSE

GO AND ASK ME WHY I MARCH AGAINST YOUR HOLLOW HOME
GO AND ASK ME WHY I’VE BUILT WEAPONS FROM THEIR BONES
I ASK YOU WHAT’S LEFT; THEY’VE TAKEN ALL THAT I KNOW
MY FINAL REQUEST; THOU REAP WHAT THOU SOW
Track Name: What I Got =>
Early in the morning, risin' to the street
Light me up that cigarette and I strap shoes on my feet
Got to find a reason, a reason things went wrong
Got to find a reason why my money's all gone
I got a dalmatian, and I can still get high
I can play the guitar like a motherfucking riot

Well, life is too short, so love the one you got
'Cause you might get run over or you might get shot
Never start no static I just get it off my chest
Never had to battle with no bulletproof vest
Take a small example, take a tip from me
Take all of your money, give it all to charity

Love is what I got
It's within my reach
And the Sublime style's still straight from Long Beach
It all comes back to you, you'll finally get what you deserve
Try and test that you're bound to get served

Love's what I got
Don't start a riot
You'll feel it when the dance gets hot

Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that

Why I don't cry when my dog runs away
I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay
I don't get angry when my Mom smokes pot
Hits the bottle and goes right to the rock
Fuckin' and fightin', it's all the same
Livin' with Louie dog's the only way to stay sane
Let the lovin', let the lovin' come back to me

Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that

Lovin', is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin', is what I got
Track Name: Summertime (Feat. Matt Horn!)
Summertime and the living's easy
And Bradley's on the microphone with ras m.g.
All the people in the dance will agree
That we're well qualified to represent the LBC
Me, me and Louie run to the party
Dance to the rhythm it gets harder

Me and my girl we got this relationship
I love her so bad but she treats me like
On lock down like a penitentiary
She spreads her lovin' all over
And when she gets home there’s none left for me

Oh take this veil from off my eyes
My burning sun will someday rise
So what am I gonna be doin' for a while
Said I'm gonna play with myself
Show them how we come off the shelf
So what?

Evil
I've come to tell you that she's evil most definitely
Evil
Ornery scandalous and evil most definitely
The tension is getting hotter
I'd like to hold her head underwater

Me and my girl we got this relationship
Me and my girl we got this relationship
My girl we got this relationship
And my girl we got this relationship

Take a tip, take a tip, take a tip from me
Bradley's on the microphone with Ras m.g.
All the people in the dance will agree
That we're well qualified to represent the LBC
Me, la la Louie well everybody run to the rhythm it gets harder

Summertime, the living's easy

Summertime, and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high
Oh, your daddy's rich and your ma is good-lookin'
So hush, little baby, don't you cry
One of these mornings you're gonna rise up singing
And you'll spread your wings and you'll take to the sky
But till that morning, there ain't nothin' can harm you
With daddy and mammy standin' by
Track Name: There, & Back Again
Bring Me Back, To My Lonely Mountain
Bring Me Back, To Fangorn Of Old
My Blood Burns With Strength of Numenor
Bring Me Back, To My Dry Hobbit Hole

Cast Your Gaze, Upon Lady Galadriel
Have A Smoke, With Old Mithrandir
Stare At The Stars With Good Master Elrond
In The} Last Homely House, You Have Nothing To Fear

Hail To The Tom, For You Are The Master
Water And Wood, Hill Willow And Reed
Strongest Of Songs, And Your Feet Faster
Come To Me Now, In My Time Of Need

Let Us Siege, The Horrors Of Black Gate
Let Us Pierce, Smaug’s Hide With My Bow
Let Us Fell, The Witch King Of Angmar
Let Us Lay, This Lidless Eye Low
Let Us Lay, This Lidless Eye Low