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Blood on the Tiles (demo 11-9-04)
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Teenage X-Acto anthem.
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A fixture on the St. Louis music scene for years, singer/songwriter Brian Andrew Marek is a man obsessed with sound and soul.
A fixture on the St. Louis music scene for years with the late, lamented and as a host with (as well as its predecessor, the Noiseday Hootenanny), singer/songwriter Brian Andrew Marek is a man obsessed with sound and soul. showcases a wide range of his talents, as he handles all instrumentation (drums, bass, guitars, keyboards and several more exotic devices), vocals, songwriting, arrangement, engineering, mixing and production. A highly personal song cycle, finds Marek reclaiming the musical subtlety and dynamics that were lost amidst the din of Rocket Park's notoriously raucous performances., concocts amusingly-named side projects that few will ever hear (a small sampling: Tulip Sniper, Mr. Body Massage Machine, , Ethel the Tuba's Marihuana Brass, Gamera's Girlfriend, The Light Means Your Death) and, with , runs .
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Peak #1,573
Peak in subgenre #371
Author
Brian Andrew Marek
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January 03, 2019
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MP3 4.2 MB 181 kbps 3:15
Story behind the song
Teenage X-Acto anthem. A hit (with extensive body damage) at the corner of Humphrey at Morgan Ford.
Lyrics
I wouldn't want to wear the shoes you wore the day I lit your fuse and turned your reasons to remains I wouldn't want to wear the shirt you wore as you discovered hurt how could I bear to see the stains my sickly smiles won't save the day blood on the tiles will never wash away you didn't make it very far the day you crashed your mother's car I drove six blocks to take you home I parked the car and walked inside and fell asleep with you beside but woke up terribly alone my sickly smiles won't save the day blood on the tiles will never wash away and this apartment's far too small I cannot find a place to hide I could've sworn I saw your ghost but they tell me you haven't died and so I find you in this place reflecting on a life's mistakes because there's nothing else to do this has to be some kind of test 'cos when I look at all the rest I see they're not at all like you my sickly smiles won't save the day blood on the tiles will never wash away
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