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Evil Retroid Shit (Final Version)
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This was the onlyproperly recorded 4 track demo that Wascomat 73 ever did. It was done in one evening late in 1997
space rock hawkwind music
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Wascomat 73. space rock hippies, at least one of whom was from planet Eek.
Wascomat 73 was a band that existed only in the living room of our house in Edinburgh (at Peacocktail close). We were a space rock band but sadly without any Hawkwind style spaceship noises. The band was relatively short lived, lasting for a few months. One day i recorded and mixed our first 4 track demo song. The bass player didn't like it, and from then on we never played as a band again. I don't know why, we never talked about it. We didn't have a drum kit so i made one out of household objects. the tom toms were cardboard, the snare drum was a toy drum with a tape box full of screws taped to it, the hi-hat was a big jar and the cymbals were pots and pans suspended on string. To hear the surviving music of Wascomat 73, click the "music" link above, and also, more Wascomat 73 downloads for those completists amongst you!
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Genre
Rock Punk
Charts
#3,585 in subgenre Peak #18
Charts
Peak #313
Author
Dave Valderhaug/Wascomat 73
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Dave Valderhaug/Wascomat 73
Uploaded
December 09, 2003
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MP3 2.0 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
This is the first and final 4 track demo Wascomat 73 ever recorded. We recorded it one evening in 1997 and then Sean went to bed, and Dave and I added some incidentals. Sean listened to it the next day, said he didn'tlike it, i said we could rerecord or remix it. He and Dave must have had a private talk about it afterwards because that was the last thing i ever heard about it, and we never played as or talked about Wascomat 73 ever again. I didn't press the issue, although i think Dave and Sean did some techno things together later on.
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Feeling rather shit, palpitating retro shit Felling rather sour, I'm feeding off Lord Satan's power Devil in my head, my lips are glued to pencil lead The air in here is thick with palpitating retroid shit This old style music sucks, all those jumped up idiots I'm evil and perverse, looking up your girlfriend's skirt Breasts and thighs are nice, unless they're mixed with pubic lice The air in here is thick with palpitating retro shit I'm sick as a pig and gutted, listen to what Satan said Find your own clean hell, mess it up and make it smell Enter on your own, fall down the stairs and break a bone Let it heal and set with palpitating retro shit
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