You got the story, now,
Depicted in some words and sounds
It’s kinda funny, and kinda sad.
The journey that the caveman had.
Exchanged a purpose for a cloud of pain
A surfeit of skunks they came and did the same
Searching for meaning in a world devoid
Try salvation with books and getting gainfully employed
I lost my mojo, I got of track
But I’ll be goddamned if it didn’t come back
Stop right there, and listen to me
I was trapped in a cave but I got myself free.
Stop right there and listen to me
Something real heavy been lifted from me
Seismic weight of being where you ain’t supposed to be
December 7th '17
My mojo came back to me
These slugs on fire, now!
There’s filfy fire all around
The blow your brains away
And scoop em up and blow em all again
Butcher wears the boots, ye
Biscuit wears the shades
The other M.J got gospel licks for days
Head slug with the smart, be writing all the charts
Timmy in the corner, got a nord and the chops
SDMC souls straight outta New Orleans
Rest of his body's from Newton Mearns
Stop right there, listen what I say,
Rock the coin into the slot and choose us to play
Stop right there and listen to me
I ain’t never going back to x-ray school
Already on my radar is record number 2
I’m finally where I ought to be
My mojo came back to me
Thank you very much indeed, c’mon boys one last time, show em that sexy ass steez
You all have been part of something special, you all have played a part
We all have been part of something special, we all have played a part
Alright I got something to say over here but really you should be listening to MIKEY BUTCHER SLAYING IN THE LEFT CHANNEL if you look hard enough at anything you will find it means nothing and nothing matters but ladies and gentlemen the trick is to realise that THAT DOES NOT MATTER don’t you dare let questions about meaning take one ounce of power from the things that give you a little bit of joy in this life, its all you can hope to comprehend in a universe in which you are infinitesimally small, if you feel something it is real and contains all the meaning you can hope to achieve in itself, and be sure, to experience in that moment with all your will because it is only that moment, a memory is NOT THE SAME, its this instant NOW, inherent in the moment is the meaning you seek, this is living, come on Tim show em how it sounds (Tim finishes the album by crushing all matter into a black hole on the keys)
credits
from Tom McGuire & the Brassholes,
released January 18, 2019
Stop Right There
Horn arrangement and concept by Liam Shortall
Solos: Mateusz and Liam, Mikey, Tim putting the whole fucking thing to bed
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I was initially drawn toward Vulfpeck's earlier instrumental tracks. This album effectively earned my respect for their vocal works. Listening to "Running Away" and "Baby I Don't Know" is like uncovering buried gems from the 1970's. "Hero Town" sounds like an instrumental outtake from Three Dog Night's "Hard Labor" album with deeper bass, earning my respect for Jack Stratton's mixing skills. I would love to see him do a masterclass for mixing in the Vulf Conservatory. t0cktock
