Jalopy, by Quasar Wut-Wut

Jalopy

by Quasar Wut-Wut

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1.	Overture 03:48	lyrics
[instrumental-ish]
2.	Nature Abhors a Vacuum 04:59	lyrics	buy track
Something must separate the wind from the weak Their movements are too heavy for the wind to carry seems like these feeble types filter fashion their ways while the depths they think that they contain are not quite deep as they claim I am the righteous one... the claims are stated it's the world I've created Something must instigate the silence in the crowd of the fabled voices that once cried aloud You see they play out their static days nailed to a stage while the depths they think that they contain are sheltered in a gilded cage Here are the celibate streets lifeless as blind meat caught in the rolling pages when will they find me in a tear like the red scare some stench of squalor split the sterile air couldn't help feeling entertained by the bump&grind blisters of the shock and drain the air crumbled into empty space taking everything within my frame all my passions left benign except for only absent life... No now I can't feel the prick of steel for this cleansing apathy has finally calmed me "But wait did you forget the weight you incurred by the questions you once believed were drawn from deep within your nature" Something must separate the wind from the weak their movements are too heavy for the wind to carry now I can't feel the prick of steel for this cleansing apathy has cursed and calmed me I've become the distant one.. my feet won't hold me the world keeps turning I've become the distant one.. is it the world that's revolving or the wind that carries my old bones away
3.	Take 8 03:15	lyrics	buy track
Insecure tendencies are rolling on the mind Road has taken a vicious turn leave me feeling blind Fill my mouth with gravel Wash it down with dirt Soak my head in the blood of those who question their self worth Take a stroll on down the highway In search for something pure Pull up on a lonely man who’s living through his beer He said, “Well son I’ve seen so many days I can barely stay awake, And I’m drained from all the time I spent trying to change what they forsake” Days roll by and the feelings change, but still I know my name Enough to drive you crazy trying to fit into the game Broken souls and brainwashed minds, crippled and restrained The road is full of vultures waiting to dig into my brain Spoon fed art and yellow hair Garbage scattered everywhere The sound’s the same and so’s the name But I refuse to play this On your knees for comfort in your grave Follow the lead for the dying need to be saved Step on me if it gets you where you need to be Faded light is the only thing you’ll ever see
4.	Pillars Rising 03:57	lyrics	buy track
Woman made me realize that there's still a place Where I can lay down my bones in silent space well things can be sad and are sometimes displaced but where they are they will remain The lamb archangels and demons conspire the(y)re drunk on the floor from breathing mortal air A baby in uniform an infant in arms I feel extended through the bloodstream of the entire universe I close my eyes won’t you close your eyes Tune out the lies Tune out the lies I listen in bliss from the philosopher's stone as you bang away at your grand catatonic piano Things lie so still and easily absorbed Death dances a slow waltz with my shadow across the floor A baby in uniform and infinite arms I feel extended through the bloodstream of the entire universe I close my eyes and you close your eyes Tune out the lies Tune out the lies My eyes half grinning halt their spinning judgments of pains 've seen enough I don't wanna feel the cold and guillotine rain As I sit fading heavy swaying counting out time oh how you dance on shattered glass, so cosmic and sublime Scars of beauty peaceful trepanning making sorrows sing I see your air seeping through there dampen the thoughts of the day
5.	Cut Me Down 03:05	lyrics	buy track
Another year it breaks today A little soon I would say My puzzle’s missing pieces I took a wrong turn there It set me back, but I don’t care I just want to Slow it Down Tic-a-tac and tac-a-tic And I love to love And I love to stop and watch the children playing Go out and do a little shaking Hear the old man saying, “When I was your age”, he said, “Son you’ve got to Slow it Down” And I feel my roots are growin’ deeper Yeah I blurred my peepers My glasses please Someone smash my glasses please Cut me down I’m stiffening, I’m stiffening, I’m stiffening, I’m stiffening Just Slow it Down
6.	Never Steal the Sky 06:12	lyrics	buy track
Never leave me alone There's a lady who's sure All that glitters is gold And she's buying a stairway to heaven When she gets there she knows If the stores are all closed With a word she can get what she came for Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh-ooh, and she's never stealing the sky There's a sign on the wall But she wants to be sure 'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings In a tree by the brook There's a songbird who sings Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven Ooh, it makes me wonder Ooh, it makes me wonder There's a feeling I get When I look to the west And my spirit is crying for leaving In my thoughts I have seen Rings of smoke through the trees And the voices of those who stand looking Ooh, it makes me wonder Ooh, it really makes me wonder And it's whispered that soon If we all call the tune Then the piper will lead us to reason And a new day will dawn For those who stand long And the forests will echo with laughter Ohh-ooh ohh-ooh ohh-ooh ohh-ooh ohh hoh If there's a bustle in your hedgerow Don't be alarmed now It's just a spring clean for the May-Queen Yes, there are two paths you can go by But in the long run There's still time to change the road you're on And it makes me wonder Ahhh, hoh-hoh Your head is humming and it won't go In case you don't know The piper's calling you to join him Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow And did you know Your stolen sky lies on the whispering wind (Guitar Solo) And as we wind on down the road Our shadows taller than our soul There walks a lady we all know Who shines white light and wants to show How ev'rything still turns to gold And if you listen very hard The tune will come to you at last When all are one and one is all, yeah-ee-yeah To be a rock and not to roll Never steal the sky!
7.	I Am Dead 02:55	lyrics	buy track
Put on your mourning dress, Get out your only vest - it ain’t gonna rain today I slipped and fell down an elevator shaft - Guess that’s the end of my days. But don’t rain on my funeral, don’t rain at all. Madman Blake, he’s cutting down the sewer gates I know he’s got a Ph D. Losers in line are getting sore knees Waiting for the Spandex™ King. But don’t rain on my funeral, don’t rain at all. Isaac the Newt is putting on his toilet suit Janitor’s got the flu. And then there’s the porn queens heating up the alleyways - Guess they’re invited too. But don’t rain on my funeral, don’t rain at all. Rootin’ tootin’ Pa is showin’ off his chain-saw Waking up the static eights Like I said, we all crazy in the head And everyone masturbates. But don’t rain on my funeral, don’t rain at all. Poppa drank the diesel now he’s beating up the garden weasel - I’m gonna get my switch. Isaac ate the broom now he’s puking in the living room - Throw’em both into the ditch. But don’t rain on my funeral, don’t rain at all.
8.	My Left Hand 05:43	lyrics	buy track
Here it goes again I'm ready this time I've polished my boots and pressed all of my jeans I say, I'm ready this time Take a hold of my arm Wind the merry-go-round let it spin Go round and round and round and round Four steps up and, four steps down And I'd distance myself But I've fallen too far I'm always reaching For you to feel me But you don't feel me No, don't you think that you get off that easy, it's only a secret Hiding behind nothing at all Can't you feel as it leaks through my fingers Look at me now. Naked and free what it will be Look at you now. Cover yourself I see you are shivering Do I pretend and cost me the price of my best friend? I roll my eyes up to the sky with a sigh, but I... Surround myself in that circle again, but I'm ready this time I've polished my boots I've pressed all of my jeans I've cut off my hair and I've whitened my teeth I said I'm ready this time Can't you see that I'm ready this time? Wrap your arm around my waist and Fill me up love, give me a taste Oh, how you feed me How you tease me And I'd distance myself But I've fallen too far I'm always reaching For you to feel me But you don't feel me No, don't you think that you get off that easy now, it's only a secret Hiding behind nothing at all Can't you feel as it leaks out my fingers Look at me now. Naked and free what it will be Look at you now. Cover yourself I see you're still frightened by me
9.	Mothership 05:17	lyrics	buy track
I need so badly to be A part of something, exalt my lame support beams Stealing generic seeds From the molding teeth, they’re grinding again Please, don’t feed the trendies Because in no time you’ll find they’ve grown to be concubines Logic crawls on the wall It sells its body off for a stroll down the catwalk Go on and slither round to the back of the club They’re trading body parts and implants and faces It’s closing time, they bring up the lights See their fallen limbs, scattered on the floor tiles And faces stuffed into purses As if the ugliest thing in the world... and radioactive! Hey baby, whoa momma, I don’t wanna be your pedestal no more I’m downright starving for some substance and feeling But its saccharine for the masses, scared to test the reflexes Word Up, all must face the facts You know your grooves are still kicking, but your head is still missing Groping round, blind as a drunk jaw Might as well hang up your faces, along side your faded graces
10.	So I Wrote a Song 03:33	lyrics	buy track
So I wrote a song To cure my need for loving company, and my guitar it seems to be the closest thing So I wrote a song It doesn't matter who it's to, just smile and pretend I entertain you, and So I wrote a song to clear my mind of what's distracting me I lose my voice if I scream or shout, and So I wrote a song It doesn’t matter who it's for It makes me feel good to vent frustration All I needed was just a little motivation Here's a good one for your compilation Truth is we all need a little ventilation Grandpa Gank is gambling on his geeks again He knows he'll never win His wife fell in with holy order concubines She still smells the same He used to play the trombone in a band called "Grin" He drunk down all his fate Till Circus Johnny played him with the Mickey Finn The nonesense lives on So I wrote a song To clear my mind of what's been ailin' me I know it's selfish, but what the hell if I wrote the thing, and So I wrote a song For you to laugh and point at me but the joke's on you, my friend ‘cause you're my motivation So I wrote a song ‘Cause I lack the funds for therapy I'm crazy and I know it, but these days, who the fuck isn't? So I wrote a song It doesn’t matter who it's for It makes me feel good to vent frustration All I needed was just a little motivation Here's a good one for your compilation Truth is we all need a little ventilation
11.	Rise Without a Sound 02:36	lyrics	buy track
Rise, without a sound Don’t bother to wake me up to tell me I’m gone Rise without... Through the damp dust and the distance The smell of sweet decay Circles slowly then draws me between It’s smothering legs Within its kiss, I could see all the horrors Painfully defined: Thin gutter faces with no knowledge They’re paralyzed Suffocated by ten thousand layers of dreams soaked in kerosene Wild armies caressing the tongues that lick their bones clean All confused and naked swimming I’m stoned by the barricades That they’re building I slowly regain defenses I’ve made I’d come to believe that none of this could touch me As if I were immune To these structures: The faces of the frozen and throatless confused Rise, without a sound Don’t bother to wake me up to tell me I’m gone Rise without.
12.	The Parable of Saddled Souls 03:27	lyrics	buy track
You left your only brainchild drowning You lost your grip and then just walked away- a debilitated saint As if the threads weren't loose already You had to go and pull the strings and test the seams What's the word, pa? You're lookin' a little raw Not liking what you see out here in the bitter air with the rest of us all? There's a cold, cold man within those walls And there's no use crying now he's long been gone face down in a trough What's the word, Bill? Why you look so ill? Your finest wrenches should supply the strength and leverage you need in life Your desperation registers some faults now desperation's the only thing that you feel at all... You looked so pretty all straddlin' the city That was before you had your conscience poured out the door Now you feel weak even walking down your own streets Your framework teeters on some Hades bound hollowed ground You try and move, but your limbs are too heavy to The wind gives strength only to those who can bear the pain You cast no shadows, hence, you buy 'em by the barrel Distilled and sterile you're livin' all your freeze-dried, shrink-wrapped dreams Not to mention all your tweezer toting, esther coating slinktrod schemes While through your anal eyes you down-size every living thing As if to justify your self-implied superiority... What's the word, Bobb? Why you look so ill? You're finest wrenches should supply the length and severage you need in life So if I ever catch you stealing bones from me I'll call the dogs out to retrieve your heavy haltered spineless sleeve What's the word, Tex? Lost within the mix? A masterwork of architecture buried does it really exist? Your desperation registers some faults Now desperation's the only thing that you feel at all... I guess this happens when your passions are abandoned It's just a cryin' shame they don't run cheap these days Now you know they've saddled your poor soul Distilled and sterile you walk away a debilitated saint
13.	Wünderbra 04:38	lyrics	buy track
Isaac the Newt was called before the Queen It seemed the Queen had found an interest in His hair reviving tonic and his plastic skin. Well at the news of this his pants were slightly pissed. He waxed and cleaned his gizmos and machines Queen Angel was his centerfold fantasy. Isaac was greeted with flames and satin gills. The Queen said, “Hi”. He replied, “Oh you prude, You look nothing like those pictures of you in the nude.” “Let’s try to forget that little sin my dismal friend. It was a body-double that sat in. Now where’s your beauty lotions and the plastic skin?” “You bald and bearded hag, that’s why I’m here? But I brought my new G-spot detector And other things that could surely please the Queen.” “The man is crazy,” Cried out the magistrate’s wife. “Now get him out of here before the guests arrive for the Ball tonight.” Oh the Ball was funky to the knees And now the Queen looked a pretty lil’ sleaze When something shook their bustieres And suddenly they found they were ten feet off the ground! The Ballroom floor caved in That’s just about when Isaac the Newt crawled from behind the bar And started snapping ankles with his Wünderbra. He turned to the camera crew and said “When you go back to your mangy neophobic institutions Take your armpits and your daddy’s antlers with you.”
14.	Dizzy as all Hell 06:16	lyrics	buy track
Is there something which will stop this revolving? Where are the simple ways of the passing days? The engines move too fast The highways collapse Can you feel things are spinning off their axis? The rhythms don't meet at the fine line between the vain warmth of an echo the harness of a stone throne TAKE HOLD OF YOUR HATS AIN'T THIS A GAS? BUT NOBODY'S BREATHING YOU SHOT DOWN THE MOON OH, YOU'RE SO COOL! NOW WE'RE ALL DROWNING BABIES IN BLACK EMERGE FROM THE CRACKS NOW WE'RE DRENCHED IN SHADOWS YOU REEL IN THE SUN TO IMPRESS EVERYONE NOW WE'RE ALL BURNT TO A CRISP TELL ME, ARE YOU PROUD OF THIS? it's all fading too fast for me is it worth trying to hold on to anything let me lay sister I'm Dizzy as Hell I'm watching the shit fly from every angle Divine is the hum of the turbines? Stop screaming, man! Salvation's a scam Bite your tongue harder until you're a martyr Anything this side of hell is mercy This may have been true, but the devil he broke loose I seen him on a streetcar With Madame Dubois You're fiending the belief that you're crazy You're spending your time bench-pressing enzymes Wring out your curtains Take drugs for your burdens And you're wondering why the stoves keep on bleeding Idyllic vibes lie stagnant in the pipes Once frozen vapors now liquified The room aches with the taste of an earthquake oscillating, tilting the oceans are spilling The engines rev so high The billboards collide Lay low, I'm gonna be sick. bring me my cradle Hold me with everything, just keep me stable The room's spinning faster from the floor looking up Is there room left for another inch of progress? We're caught in the quagmire, call the Tilt-a-whirl junkies They can grease down the turnstiles With Phenylethylamine SHATTER THE PENDULUMS BURN DOWN THE BELL TOWERS DESTROY THE CLOCKWORKS TO SLOW DOWN THE HOURS RIP DOWN THE FACTORY BELTS BEND ALL THE SHAFTS TAKE EVERY MEASURE TO SLOW DOWN THE HOURS TEAR DOWN THE WINDMILLS CLOTHES-LINE THE TURBINES CAN YOU DO ANYTHING TO SLOW THE REVOLVING?

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This Ann Arbor-birthed LP produced a mildly loyal following and spawned an award-winning video for the single “Wünderbra”. The epic 5-minute video was created by QWW and ultimately lost to a 20-minute Natalie Merchant video at the Nashville Film Festival. That is why QWW has since refused to play any shows with Ms. Merchant, and why they stopped writing hit-tunes for the Nashville recording artists. The lesson? Don’t mess with QWW, and viva la Jalopy!

Also, this thing was made on a slightly crapped out Tascam 4-track cassette recorder. We pushed it beyond its lowly means. The belt broke so we replaced it with a rubber band. Sure, the music might be total crap, but at least the rubber band held.

But really, what is this album? Is it musically restless or just plain spastic? Lo-fi or overwrought? Punchlines or paranoid prophesies? We wish we could tell you.

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released April 1, 1998

Recorded to 4-track cassette at Jordan and Matt’s apartment, Ann Arbor, MI

Mixed by Dave Piechura at White Room Studios, Detroit
"Wünderbra" mixed by Jim Diamond at The Tempermill, Detroit

Mastered by Gary Spaniola at Seller Sound Studio, Detroit

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Quasar Wut-Wut Chicago, Illinois

Considered the finest rock band ever to have formed in Belleville, Michigan, Quasar Wut-Wut has been "delivering" since 1990. After getting blacklisted from the Detroit club scene we relocated to Chicago in 1999 and have since refused to leave. With five full-lengths, 2 soundtracks, and a new LP, QWW just can't take the hint that no one wants them. We don't mind, we like us just the way we are. ... more

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