With headphones, you can gauge how big & empty the inside of your head is.
Matthew Scott -- Organ, synthesizer, dramatic drums, vibraslap, tambourine, rumblings;
John Pfeifer -- Music/lyrics, vocals, guitar, bass, vanilla drums, beginning noise
More rock-oriented arrangement and sequel to "Main St." (from "opening.../On the Heights/Main St.), demonstrating that John actually picks up a guitar once every other blue moon (nevermind it was his primary in college...). Of course, he had to get all un-textbook-y about miking the cabinet: 100 blistering, marrow-leeching watts of Rivera amp (with tubes the size of watermelons), cranked-up to absolute glorious bejebus in a basement, bouncing off washer/dryers, thru furnaces, down into and back up out of an old cistern a few times, with the mic 8 feet to the left of and perpendicular to the speakers. And to think there was talk he didn't drink...
...You're glad to be back to set down your roots;
no worries but deciding who you love the best.
The sound of school pleasantly humming in your
minds; the people that you're proud to call
Soft lighting and armchairs, some are on the
floor; all laughing and hugging and sharing
a touch of herb...
Where morning and evening seem to be as one,
and you're never alone with some sunshine by
There's always an adventure for you and her to
live: a fireworks show or a stroll through
the backlit night...