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THIS IS 21st CENTURY ROCK AND
ROLL!
Using song, sound, and special effects,
Kick in the Eye's new CD Sea of Bitterness is a multi-adventure experience
that takes you from the battlefields of Russia, to the rooftops of Gotham
City, to the post-apocalyptic Forbidden Zone.
This is music as art. This
is art in the new paradigm.
KICK in the EYE's SONG-BY-SONG COMMENTARY
FOR SEA OF BITTERNESS
Worseful Life
This song was inspired by our hatred
of living in a modern metropolis. Life in Vancouver gave us a taste of
the evils corporations bring: pollution; piss poor wages; compartmentalized,
isolated living conditions; traffic nightmares; small business takeovers;
MSG addictions; advertising assaults; no nature, no real art, no free
space; jobs no one cares about doing; and a myriad of mental frustrations.
Capitalism today has nothing to do with free enterprise, fair play, morality,
community, or humanity. So, listen to this song as a boy meets girl scenario
if you must, but understand the bitter emotions that inspired it run very
deep.
Point of interest: a First Nations
friend of ours coined the term "worseful" in describing Whistler, BC,
home to the 2010 Winter Olympics in Canada.
When I met you, baby / You were sweet and fine / Now I notice something
changing / You're getting meaner all the time / And I've been thinking
about what I've seen / Things I still cannot believe / All the times you
cheated and lied / You've been living the worseful life When I was so
much younger I was so naïve I never thought that anyone Could come between
you and me Now… I've been thinking about what I've seen You treating
her like you used to me All that time pretending you're mine You've been
living the worseful life Watch out (Watch out) Watch out (Watch out) Watchin
out, Watchin out, Watchin out When I met you, baby You were sweet and
fine Notice something changing, Getting changing meaner all the time I
was so much younger; I was so naïve I never thought that anyone Could
break up you and me When I met you, baby I was sweet and fine Now I notice
something changing I'm getting meaner all the time And… I've been
thinking about what I've seen Things I still cannot believe All our lives
all cheatin and lyin We're all living the worseful life
Red Army Overdrive
This song is written from the perspective
of Russia during WWII. Russia is the girl "voice" in the song. We've alluded
to many famous historical quotes: Hitler's - about Germany having only
to kick in Russia's front door and the whole rotten structure would come
"crumbling down", Stalin's policy of "not one step back", etc. We've even
printed a picture of a T-34 Soviet tank on the cover of the single. The
heroism of the forty million Russian men and women, who gave their lives
to defeat an enemy who considered them less than human, has always been
downplayed in the West. This is a morality tale: don't underestimate the
power of the people.
Baby, why do you seem To be moving where you don't belong? Baby, why
do you seem? To think it's over when it's just begun? You can try and
move me But I'm not taking one step back I'll be rolling right over you
Gonna stop you dead in your tracks You're burning in a sea of fire Burnin'
up in a sea of fire You're burning in a sea of fire Burnin' up in a sea
of fire Baby, why do you say I'll just come a crumbling down? You think
you're taking over me But you're sinking While I'm holding my ground You
can lay it on me But I'll be coming at you twice as strong Until the offensive
has ended And you're back to where you once belonged Take me down and
out You think you'd take me down In just one year You hit it; I'll hit
it back You push it; I'll push it back You give it; I'll give it back
You kick it; I'll kick it back
Back Off
This song did start out as a relationship
song, fifteen years ago. The lyrics sound so simple, but it's tricky to
write "in the language of the common man". We wanted to make the words
sound completely natural, conversational even. That's how it started,
but it didn't end there. We learned about the things that Big Box companies
do to communities, and to people around the world. We learned about Free
Trade, the government kickbacks, the cycles of poverty. So, this one is
for the Wal-Marts of the world: "Back off and don't you come back!"
Back off! I'm not kidding You better listen to me I'm not messing around!
I really mean it Back off, yeah; watch what you're doing Why you being'
this way? Do you think it's okay? Hey, I don't need it Take off and don't
ya come back If I catch ya round here You're gonna get a smack Like I
told you before move it or lose it You think I'm cruel? Look at what you
did to me You really tear me up inside Your last chance, you already had
it You just blew it away At the end of the day, I finally had enough Get
lost! I don't want you near me What more can I say? I said it simple and
plain Go on and give it up I always get what I want Just leave it up to
me honey Anything I say I can make come true Why you try to bring me down?
When I ain't goin' down and out You can bring me down down down I ain't
even close to out I know what you're about You'll come and fast And then
you'll leave me crash and burnin' You'll leave me crash and burnin' You'll
leave me crash and burnin' 'Til I'm on the ground
Bounty Killer Blues
Has anyone ever stopped you on the
street and offered you twenty grand to knock off his wife? Well, it happened
to Donnie - he must have been looking particularly nasty that day. More
inspiration for the song comes from Sergio Leone's spaghetti westerns.
Only five miles from town There's no one around I'm waiting for my
man there Things are gonna get rare (He's a bounty killer) Now I'm on
a mission Fatal and black Yes, I'm on a mission Someone's gonna get whacked
They got the bounty killer blues (He's coming for you) He's got you now
Joined up for the fun / They gave me a gun And taught me how to kill a
man there And how to know when to run Now I'm on a mission / Fatal and
black Yes, I'm on a mission Someone's gonna get whacked Gonna take another
hit of my very best shit And ride on a hundred miles, babe Before stopping
to rest Now I'm on a mission and I gotta go Yes, I'm on a mission / Why
do you gotta know? You got the bounty killer blues?
Zombie Attack
We took what was originally a simple
truckin' song and turned it into a tribute to George A. Romero's zombie
films. More and more, the notion of Armageddon has transferred into the
realm of reality today -- be it from nuclear attack, disease, climate
change, or something unknown. This notion is even more prevalent now than
it was at the Millennium. What is becoming obvious is that people are
aware that a new civilization is at hand.
Sun beats hard / For days had to starve But food's been found so that's
where I'm bound In an underground place on a military base Deep in the
heart of the land of the dark Took a 12 gauge / A box of shotgun shells
My 18-wheeler runs like hell Ain't much to use but it'll have to do It's
a last chance ride to keep my family alive It's one long road through
The Forbidden Zone (stay strong) One long day since I been away (too long)
I got one long night (darlin) So I can make it right (come home) Now I'm
on the road and coming back to you The people there were caught unaware
Fire rained down / burned up the towns People changed / DNA arranged A
new lifeform / from Hell they were born The almost dead / they're right
up ahead The next five miles / the undead alive I drive real fast / I'm
hauling ass I gotta make it back before they attack Now it's dark outside
/ And we're tryin to hide But the moon is full / And the stocks are low
Now hear that moanin / Eyes a glowin Nails a scratchin / Windows crackin
Zombies attackin / Make it back in time Please darlin, make it back in
time Now it's dark outside / And we're tryin to hide But the moon is full
And the stocks are low Now hear that moanin / Teeth a showin Lips a smackin
/ Windows crackin Zombies attackin / Make it back in time Please darlin,
make it back in time
Anytime
On one level, this song speaks of
the lonely isolation of modern existence. It's ironic, because living
in the city, you are literally surrounded by thousands of other people.
How could anyone be lonely? Yet, the song features a lonely guy and a
girl who's always at home - anytime. It speaks to the need for companionship,
and music, in a world afflicted with a general malaise.
Anytime you feel alone Just give me a call 'cause baby I'm home I got
some Muddy on to make you feel nice And a burning love to melt through
the ice There's nothing goin' wrong 'round here Gonna make you feel right,
Anytime you feel afraid I'll be by your side the whole way There's nothing
like a shoulder to lean on Or a superman to battle your demons Anytime
the world's got you down Get your guitar on and play it real loud There's
country and blues and old rock and roll It's great for the heart and good
for the soul
Forty Degrees Below
When Donnie's brother "settled down",
we wrote this song as a memorial to his bachelorhood. We tried not to
exaggerate parts here and there. It makes us laugh.
I need a ride I need a ride I crashed my car Why don't you come on
over take me to the bar? I need a ride I need a ride I crashed my car
Why don't you come on over take me to the bar? I need a ride I need a
ride it's cold outside And it's forty degrees below tonight My baby kicked
me out she won't let me back in Now I'm staying over in the Yukon Inn
With ice for a blanket and snow for a stove Right now I'm hurting bad
like nobody knows I need a ride I need a ride it's cold outside And it's
forty degrees below tonight Knock knock knock guess who it is My little
brother with a beer in his fist He's here to pick me up He's got a full
tank of gas in his pick up truck My bad ass brother's gonna drive me round
All across town so I can let it all out To BBQ Pete's and Flapjack Flo's
My wife ain't here so she ain't gonna know I'm never gonna have a better
time than this And when we get back there's beer in the fridge Went to
the monster truck rally And a wrestling show A hot dog eatin' contest
where we got too full At Hooty McBoob's the drinks were cheap And over
at the Legion I won some meat We finally got back and drank what was left
My bad ass brother's what I call the best Knock, Knock, Knock Guess who
it is? His old lady and she looks pissed She's here to drag him home And
once again I'm left all alone Knock knock knock guess who it is My little
baby with a slap and a fist She's here with my stuff She says she's had
it up to here And she's had enough She tells me once she won't tell me
again Don't come around cause She won't let me back in And I don't think
I can just go back She said her Uncle Charlie is gonna kick my ass He
told me once that he won't tell me twice He'll get me back if I don't
be nice I should have thought about it long ago Now I'm left in the snow,
And there's nowhere to go
Gerald Charlie Stomp
Gerald Charlie, a First Nation blues
singer/songwriter, is one of the all-time great musicians living today,
but he's virtually unknown. We tried to capture the spirit of his live
shows. Great musicians should be forever celebrated and recognized, but
they're not. So, that's why this song is on Sea of Bitterness.
It's 2 in the morning / I don't why We keep dancing up all night Two
in the morning / the moon is high We keep dancing up all night It's the
Gerald Charlie Stomp The roof flies off, the windows open wide At the
Gerald Charlie Stomp (Yeah!) The fun it won't stop / All day you're on
top You can't get enough / Of that good time stuff Now it's 3 in the morning
and I don't know why We keep dancing up all night Three in the morning
and the beer ran dry But we keep dancing up all night It's the Gerald
Charlie Stomp The music is playing / Your body starts swaying You're having
a ball Gerald Charlie's got 'em movin' now You'll get down like you don't
know how Black Owl Blues is groovin' now Clap your hands and scream and
shout Shake 'er down and move about Click your heels get it all out Swing
and sway and stomp around To the Gerald Charlie Good Time Sound Now, it's
4 in the morning and I don't know why We keep dancing up all night Four
in the morning / Friends all bye-byed The beer ran dry / We danced all
night It's the Gerald Charlie Stomp
Special Kinda Music
"Special Kinda Music" sounds positive,
but we are really very bitter about the sub-standard state of music today.
This track is a bit of nostalgia for songs that we can actually dance
to, and that are part of the songwriting tradition.
It takes a special kind of music to get me moving Gotta have a rhythm
that gets me grooving Can't stop my feet once they start dancing Turn
up the music and let's get at it It has to be a song that we can all sing
to There's Leadbelly Woody Guthrie Sonny Terry Brownie Mcghee Little Richard
Ike Turner Little Walter Muddy Waters James Brown The Velvet Underground
Phil Spector and his Wall of Sound The Beatles The Beach Boys Duran Duran
The Beastie Boys JAMC and Primal Scream TREX The Clash AC/DC Grandmaster
Flash can cut so fast We got Jayz and Public Enemy Music puts you in the
mood Brings you up when you are blue Listen up here's what you do Eat
it up it's good for you There's Chuck and all his rock and roll Johnny
Cash Fats Domino The Rolling Stones The Ramones The Shangri Las and The
Go-Gos The Minutemen and Split Enz The Grateful Dead and Boney M Good
ol Hank Williams can rock me still The Texas Playboys with Bob Wills Hot
Club of Cowtown Merle Haggard Burrito Brothers Tom Connors Soledad Brothers
Stone Roses Southern Culture on the Skids
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