Garage Rock. Stooges 'so simple it's cool'(I hope)
Garage Pop Punk Blues Surf Brit Invasion Wannabe
Ultramegaclevercoolandgroovy!
Story behind the song
One of my earliest efforts, both writing and recording. I knew a guy who was learning to play and trying to get him to jam a little and I says "it can be real simple and still be a song". Later I was gonna show him how I thought a song could be made out of anything and used this riff, which he used to play, and started writing lyrics. The first lyrics were 'Ice picks in my eyes', over and over with some free form words that didn't go anywhere. I kept developing it and finally wound up with the old 'I've just figured out what a shitty place the world is' angst as the topic. When I recorded it I was alone in my Basement with a 4-track Tascam cassette porta studio. I started by playing the drums with nothing but my mind to follow. Did a couple takes, overdubbed rhythm guitar, vocals, then the lead, which flowed out pretty much as is. I've tried re-recording this once and have various live band practice versions, but none of them ever caught the same feel and energy as this first attempt. Later I got a Roland VS 880 hard drive multi-track, did a new vocal track, added a bass track, and did my best to mix it. Doing this song was what got me really going on writing and recording original material.
Lyrics
ZEALOUS and VAIN
Listen to their lies they teach us to despise
Burrow through our minds make us all so blind
I know you and you know me too
You are blind but I can see you
And I feel you i feel your hot and stinking breath
Can you feel me too do you have any senses left
You think they're so wise blind to their disguise
Open up your eyes you might be surprised
I smell the world I smell its glory
I smell the world festering and gory
And I hear you I hear you cry in vain
You're not moving you're immobile you're lame
Listen with me now and hear the world as it dies
Doesn't sound like they've all gone out of their minds
Oh cover your eyes Oh cover your eyes
Yeah taste the screams in out throats as we wail and cry
Don't we all sound like we've got ice picks in our eyes
Hell is for pain and we're all insane
Hell is for pain We're zealous and vain
Zealously insane incestuous and vain
And many other last names
Time...that's a song by David Bowie
Listen to it closely and understand it fully
Oh we're zealous and vain and we're all insane
Hell is for pain Hell is for pain
We're all insane We're zealous and vain
And hell is for pain We're zealous and vain
