Apocalypso

by Einstein's Car

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1.
Like A Book 04:40
Promises made are promises frayed Lies drawn in the sand I can trust you as far as I can throw you You threw it all away I can read you and see right through you Through your veil of lies I'll forgive you but can't forget you Though I wish I could Out of time Out of patience I read you like a book So don't like to me I blew your cover
2.
Totem 04:53
Staring into the endless sky Sizing up my destiny Scaling what others have tried Times before I stare into motionless eyes Reasoning their lonely gaze Face to face with gods of days gone by Who leave their legacy I reach for the top by realize It all to be only a dream For I still cannot see over the hill To my destiny Hand over hand I reach for my life Hand over hear I swear I'll try Heart over mind I reason my fate Mind over matter Soon I'll surely fly
3.
I Can't 04:02
You feel the pain inside All the hate and lies All the alibis But I, I can't make you see What you need to be What you need to be free You want a piece of me In your fantasy In reality But you, you can't see the way Clearer than the day Past familiar gray I can't help it I can't hide it I can't find it I can't stop it
4.
I have to find myself Among the shifting sand I have to search myself Help me to understand When I breathe I breathe for you Life flows through my veins When I feel I feel for you I'll never be... Life turned upside down Help me see who I am I can't feel the ground Help me, I'm just a man When I cry I cry to you Take my tears away When I try I try for you When I bleed I bleed for you I've never felt so much pain And when I fear I fear you I'll never be... When I die I die to you I'll never be the same
5.
Little penguin knocked on my front door Just last Thursday afternoon He asked to borrow my refrigerator/freezer But instead set up camp in my backyard Little penguin ate my goldfish And he likes to raid my icebox Leave muddy webbed-foot prints all over my favorite carpet And takes a long swim in my bathtub Little penguin Ugly little penguin Little penguin moved next door to me
6.
X-Ray Jacket 07:17
X-ray what? What you got X-ray who? How 'bout you X-ray with my x-ray jacket X-ray where? Over there X-ray why? No lie X-ray with my x-ray jacket I x-ray X-ray how? Here & now X-ray when? 5 to 10 X-ray with my x-ray jacket X-ray you X-ray me X-ray possibilities X-ray with my x-ray jacket I x-ray Invisibility Transparency Impossibility of seeing me
7.
Monster 03:23
My monster hides in my closet He comes out at night He's 11'7 He's an awful fright My monster ate my red lunchbox And sat on my dog He's a nasty-wasty creature Face just like a frog Here he comes
8.
You say no life You say no shame You say no point in the game You say no truth You say no lies Blinding our eyes There is no love There is no hate There is no meaning in fate You say no tears that feel my eyes Will paralyze There is no fear There is no face in the mirror There is no light In the blackest of night You say no God You say no sin You say no peace felt within You say no justice in our lives Only alibis How can one be so blind Open your eyes and see See everything under the sun Is not everything Under the sun
9.
Innocence 04:41
I want to find a piece of my mind Can you help me find peace of mind? Innocence all thrown away Ignorance darkens the day Like a child I need to be blind Close my eyes and I will find Drowning in life's hopeless wave Help me take my breath away To see another day I want to live Have to try Have to make my own way Have to trust in myself Keep my faith No more lies No more tears Am I innocent?
10.
Storm rolls in I hide my eyes From lights dancing in the sky High winds circle the air No where to hide from it all Storm shows no sign of relief But I hold on for my life And in the end all that remains Are lives found in ruins and flames I hear, I fear In the calm before the storm I hear, I fear I hear, I fear A shape that has no form I heal, I feel In the calm before the storm

about

It's closing night at the bosch pit.
Up goes the flaming red curtain
As a phalanx of lost souls highsteps it

(kicktwothreefour, kicktwothreefour)

Like some grotesque Rockettes review
Urged on by sulphurous tongues
tickle-licking at already blackened heels.

The Master of Crematories,
Amid clicking, cackling static
And mic spike feedback
Shrill enough to snap-crackle-pop
The most meaty malleus,
Ahems & ahas & finally intones
In his best mock-'em sock-'em
FM DJ voce:

"Ladies & mental-men,
Get up & shake it to
The metaphysical cha-cha,
The hot wire tango,
The danse macabre,
The frug flambe."

Now the joint is writhing,
Shot through with strychnine & fear:
Marionette limbs akimbo,
Flailing mad legs betraying their masters,
Heads herky-jerking
To the cadence of last call.

"Laaast cawlll!"

The conflagration,
Like some rum demonizer
On a guilty pleasure bender,
Swallows everything in sigth;
The world unwinds
With a wobble-topple-whimper;
& somewhere far off,
Steel pans hit a fever pitch,
Clanging out a furious
Curious endgame anthem,
A major key melody
Borne on waves
Of unforgiving heat.

a-po-ca-lyp-so---

credits

released August 1, 1997

Ryan Blair - drums & percussion
Jason Davis - guitar, guitar synth, & vocals
John Lally - bass, bass synth, & chapman stick

All music & words by Jason Davis, Spinning Axis Music (ASCAP)

Recorded 02-03/1997 at Shark Attack Studios, Pittsburgh PA
Engineered by Pete Rossi
Produced by Pete Rossi, Jason Davis, John Lally, and Ryan Blair
Mastered by Kurt Alexander at Digidoc, Anaheim CA
Photography, Art Direction, & Design by Diane Dugina

The band is indebted to Pete for not making us sound twanky; Satch for the ongoing support; Leo Turbridy for the basic outline of "Totem"; Jay & Stephanie Sperling for letting us shoot the Gateway To Hades; & Diane for making us look like the world's artiest garage band.

Ryan thanks Nicole Stanish for putting up with countless hours of badgering & for her belief in me; my parents Dan & Tess for the incredible support: my brother Todd for just being himself; the rest of my family: Logic; my friends; everyone who buys this record & comes to our shows; & others far too numerous to mention.

Jason thanks Emily for all of her love & support; Mom & my family; the Warner family; Brad Strickland & everyone at Parker Guitars; Don & Dan at Hollowood Music; the Drum World circle; all of my students, both past & present; Mike Keneally for his keen wit & helpful suggestions; & God.

John thanks my wife Diane for her boundless enthusiasm; Mom, Jill & all of mi familia; Bret Carlson at Pedulla; Emmett Chapman for his maverick spirit (horray for the musical fence post!) & Yuta Chapman for her kind notes; everyone at Elisco Advertising (you're out there); Chris the Bass Ace at Swissvale Music; Stephan "Frenchy" Cocron; & the Library crowd - Greg, Bill, Frank, et. al.

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Jason Davis New York

"Jason is a great guitar player who knows how to serve the song and still hang ten. "
- Reeves Gabrels, (solo artist, David Bowie, The Cure, NIN)

Davis' guitar styling and "left-of-center" musical disposition has led to artist relationships with Reverend Guitars, Randall Amplifiers, & Lava Cable.
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