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  • Title: IPECAC Picks
  • Artist: IPECAC
  • Timespan: 1988-1990
  • Theme: trav's favorite IPECAC moments
  • Length: 79:13
  • Tracks: 17
  • Lyrics: 12
  • MP3s: 17 play all locally
  • Rating: (none) rate this album

Track List

# title lyrics time download listen started recorded rating
1 Better Drumsticks lyrics 3:24 download listen locally - 1988-06-??
2 Ants-covered Chocolate - 7:49 download listen locally - 1988-08-28
3 Apostrophe Song (2) lyrics 2:50 download listen locally - 1988-09-10
4 Third Take - 4:24 download listen locally - 1988-10-??
5 All This is True lyrics 5:37 download listen locally - 1988-10-??
6 Kiss the Devil lyrics 5:54 download listen locally - 1988-11-19
7 Medea lyrics 6:20 download listen locally - 1988-11-19
8 Numb lyrics 3:32 download listen locally - 1988-12-23
9 Repetitive Rap lyrics 2:09 download listen locally - 1988-12-23
10 My Familiar (2) lyrics 3:19 download listen locally - 1988-12-23
11 Tunes from the Bottle lyrics 2:28 download listen locally - 1989-02-1?
12 Thirteenth Night - 3:32 download listen locally - 1989-06-09
13 How Ya Is'n lyrics 5:35 download listen locally - 1989-06-09
14 Three Pointer - 4:41 download listen locally - 1990-01-??
15 Downpour lyrics 6:57 download listen locally - 1990-01-??
16 Ammonia Song lyrics 4:21 download listen locally - 1990-01-??
17 Panorama - 6:21 download listen locally - 1990-01-??
Total 79:13 play all locally album rating: (none)

Notes

These are my (Trav's) favorite IPECAC recordings, organized chronologically.

Better get the skip button ready!

Songs

Better Drumsticks

Jon wrote the music, and I wrote the lyrics (which make fun of complainers). It's a sloppy shambles. For some reason we liked it enough to put it on Best of IPECAC as-is.

Jon's sleeve notes for the Kim Edition of Best of IPECAC:

Better Drumsticks (Jazz/Fusion riff)

This song demonstrates a special effect which involves speeding up the tape. You will notice the almost superhumanly fast tempo as well as the abnormally high pitch. The vocals were not accelerated, however.

I don't remember why we called it "Better Drumsticks". Maybe the implication was that if we got better drumsticks, we'd play more pointless percussion jams?

Jon and I traded off vocals in the second verse, which was kinda a neat effect. It was often hard to coax him to sing.

Lyrics to "Better Drumsticks":

VERSE:
  you want chivalry
  you lose women's rights
  you want faster days
  you get slower nights

  you want stonger arms
  you get longer fights
  you want more attention
  you get brighter lights

  you want smaller taxes
  we have larger debts
  you want fewer missiles
  they make stronger threats

  you want easy lives
  you'll have more regrets
  you want impossible dreams
  so that's what you get

CHORUS:
  if you want a quick drug
  you'll get a life-long low
  if you want a quick drug
  you'll get a life-long low

  wooh

BRIDGE:
  it's, it's so true

  you want chivalry
  you lost women's rights

  you want chivalry

VERSE:
  you want chivalry
    you lose women's rights
  you want faster days
    you get slower nights

  you want stonger arms
    you'll get longer fights
  you want more attention
    you get brighter lights

  you want smaller taxes
    we have larger debts
  you want fewer missiles
    they make stronger threats

  you want easy lives
    you'll have more regrets
  you want impossible dreams
  so that's what you get

CHORUS:
  if you want a quick drug
  you'll get a life-long low
  if you want a quick drug
  you'll get a life-long low

END:
  wooh yeah
  look at him go
  

Ants-covered Chocolate

The Trav-on-sax thing wasn't working, so we moved back to our proper roles. This time, we decided to try to make something tuneful and rhythmic. We sketched out a rough idea and then kicked into a long disco-y jam.

Despite the long, atonal intro, and sloppiness, there are parts in the jam that are really funky. I liked this song enough to later propose it as the opening track of an instrumental best-of album (which we never created).

This ended up being one of my favorite IPECAC songs from 1988.

Apostrophe Song (2)

This is our remake of "Apostrophe Song" (on Gourmet). It's a lot leaner and tighter than the original. Jon's solo is pretty cool; you can tell he'd improved tons over the past couple months.

Jon's sleeve notes for the Kim Edition of Best of IPECAC:

The Apostraphe Song (Band Theme)

For those of you who are confused, it might help to realize that IPECAC was originally called APOSTRAPHE. This is a fairly early song.

Nice spelling, Jon!

Lyrics to "Apostrophe Song (2)":

INTRO:
  in june 1988 the group apostrophe was formed

VERSE:
  hear us ring, see us swing
  all of us dancing the bong-a-long
  hear us sing, see our zing
  'postrophe crushin' 'cause we be king

  hey don't ding the pots
  please don't dent the bowls
  try to spare the box
  look at the holes

CHORUS:
  'postrophe crushin' 'cause we be king
  'postrophe crushin' 'cause we can sing
  'postrophe crushin' 'cause we can rhyme
  'postrophe crushin' all of the time

VERSE:
  crushin' crushin' crushin' crushin'
  crushin' crushin' crushin' crushin'
  and bustin' bustin' bustin' bustin'
  bustin' bustin' etc.

  crushin' crushin' crushin' crushin'
  crushin' crushin' crushin' crushin'
  bustin' bustin' bustin' bustin'
  bustin' bustin' bustin' bustin'

  'postrophe bustin' 'cause we got power
  'postrophe bustin' 'cause it's our hour
  'postrophe bustin' as we sing
  'postrophe bustin' everything

CHORUS:
  'postrophe crushin' 'cause we be king
  'postrophe crushin' 'cause we can sing
  'postrophe crushin' 'cause we can rhyme
  'postrophe crushin' all of the time
  

Third Take

This upbeat instrumental jazz-rock-funk was my proof that I could "rock" on keyboards. The mix is gritty and the performances, though a little off in bits, are energetic. I really dig this. I wish we had done more songs like this.

I liked this so much that I remade it almost 2 decades later (see "Third Take 2" on Mouseculine).

All This is True

This was our first rap. It was completely improvised. It was fun to record, and still enjoyable to hear (at least for me).

We added bits of the lyrics to "How Ya Is'n", which later made its way to the Anchovies. So these silly, improvised lyrics got a lot of mileage!

Lyrics to "All This is True":

INTRO:
  this is a rap, rap, rap, rap, rap, rap
  hit it!
  hit it!

VERSE:
  i was walking on the street
  i was walking on the street
  and who did i meet?
  i was looking at my feet

  i saw a little ant standing by the side of the road
  by him was a rabbit beside him was a big fat toad

CHORUS:
  yeah, yeah
  all this is true

VERSE:
  i was walking on the street
  and who did i meet?
  i was looking at my feet
  and i saw a -
  i saw a what?

  let hear it, y'all

  i saw an ant by the side of the road
  beside him was a rabbit and a big fat toad
  he looked at me and asked me my name
  and i said "who are you to speak to me in this silly game?"

CHORUS:
  it's a rap

VERSE:
  so i asked him to my house and see if he did
  he came instead with a friend of his
  the friend was the toad; he brought his brother too
  his brother was another ant that lived at the zoo

CHORUS:
  all this is true
  all this is true
  all this is true
  all this is true

VERSE:
  so i took him home and we ate a big dinner
  he certainly didn't get thinner
  he looked sort of round  more like a beetle
  so i said

CHORUS:
  all this is true
  all this is true
  all this is true
  all this is true

  all this is true
  all this is true
  all this is true
  all this is true

VERSE:
  he left, finally
  i asked him to the door and he said he would go after me
  so i said, "how about stay for dinner"
  and he said "i...  get thinner"

  so i said
  "you already ate dinner
  you're not looking thinner
  you're looking rather fat
  it's time you sat down and sat"

CHORUS:
  all this is true
  all this is true
  all this is true
  all this is true

VERSE:
  last verse

  i wished him good look and i told him goodbye
  i asked him to tell me if his name was mister fly
  he said "no, you need some glasses to to see"
  he said "i'm an ant  can't you tell by i don't have no wings"

  i was walking down the street looking at my feet
  so who did i meet?
  i said: "all this is true"

  i saw an ant by the side of the road
  beside him sat a rabbit and a toad
  i asked them to my house for dinner and then dessert
  after that they left, they left

  sing it again:

CHORUS:
  all this is true
  all this is true
  all this is true
  all this is true
  

Kiss the Devil

The buzzing is from a signal generator which was Jon's idea for a "poor-man's electric guitar". Jon wrote the lyrics that he sang, and I wrote mine. We had different music in our sections too. The song feels schizo... like it's possessed by something (ha ha ha).

I think "Mayflower of death" was a reference to a computer game Jon had written. In his game, a Mayflower was a colonizing space ship. As for the "death", well, maybe it had guns or something?

It's funny that Jon flubbed "leaping leper limousine" both times. We later named the album after that line. If he hadn't flubbed it, would we still have named the album after it? I guess we'll never know.

It sounds like I played 2 piano parts. Unless I sprouted a demonic third hand for this song.

Lyrics to "Kiss the Devil":

TRAV,JON:
  [intoning]

JON:
  kiss the devil
  kiss the devil
  kiss the devil
  kiss the devil
  kiss the devil

  ow kiss the devil

  gotta lick my guitar
  bite an iron bar
  sick satan's my mama
  turtle pus instead of caviar

  chewing eyeball
  super-skin schwa
  burning caesar alive
  flame-skinned wah wah

  kiss the devil, kiss the devil
  lucifer emaciates
  gotta do my slime 'cause i gotta hall-pass to hell
  take it, travis

  cool tossed nicotine
  leaping leper limousine
  flyby no-go
  flow blow zoo-goo ow

  grapple gray diddly squat
  oozing romeo
  mailman row your boat
  mayflower of death

  kiss the devil, kiss the devil
  lucifer emaciates
  gotta do my slime 'cause i gotta hall-pass to hell
  take it, jon

TRAV:
  i need a church to sing at
  i need a pew to sit at
  i need a preacher to look at

  i need a church to sing at
  i need a pew to sit at
  i need a preacher to look at
  i need a book to read

  i'm gonna sing now
  i'm gonna sing on the second time
  ooh ???
  [???] remember that

  i need a church to sing at
  i need a pew to sit at
  i need a preacher to look at
  i need a book to read

  oh holy satan
  how, how i believe in
  oh holy satan
  gateway to sin

  last time

  i need a church to sing at
  a pew to sit at
  a preacher to look at
  a book to read

    i need a church to sing at
    i need a pew to sit at
    i need a preacher to look at
    a book to read

  a church to sing at
  a pew to sit at
  a preacher to look at
  a book to read

  a church to sing at
  a pew to sit at
  a preacher ???

  oh holy satan
  how, how i believe in
  oh holy satan
  gateway to sin

  kiss the devil
  kiss the devil
  lucifer and heavy metal
    heavy metal

  back to you, jon

JON:
  kiss the devil

  gotta lick my guitar
  bite an iron bar
  sick satan's my mama
  turtle pus instead of caviar

  chewing eyeball
  super-skin schwa
  burning caesar alive
  flame-skinned wah wah

  kiss the devil, kiss the devil
  lucifer emaciates
  gotta do my slime 'cause i've gotta hall-pass to hell
  take it, travis

TRAV:
  last time ???

JON:
  cool tossed nicotine
  leaping leper limousine
  flyby no-go
  flow blow zoo-goo

  grapple gray diddly squat
  oozing romeo
  mailman row your boat
  mayflower of death

  kiss the devil, kiss the devil
  lucifer emaciates
  gotta do my slime 'cause i gotta hall-pass to hell
  guitar solo

  fade out on the guitar solo
  we're fading
  ???
  kiss the devil
  kiss the devil
  kiss the devil
  ??? fade out
  kiss the devil
  you can stop any time
  kiss the devil
  ???
  

Medea

This was a simple jazz ditty that I had written previously. The title came from a play we had recently read for English class. We both liked this a lot, and later re-recorded it for Best of IPECAC 2.

Lyrics to "Medea":

JON:
  yeah
  wooh
  yeah
  all right
  fade out
  

Numb

"Numb" was yet another attempt on my part to push IPECAC away from jazz and towards pop/rock. You see, I wanted us to be a rock band, and Jon wanted us to be more of a jazz band. I think as long as IPECAC failed to meet either of our expectations, neither of us felt "gypped". "Numb" had nice lyrics, and a solid melody, but it failed to make us rock stars. Sigh.

I liked this song enough to end up recording it four more times: twice for IPECAC (on Best of IPECAC 2 and Fake Reverb 2). and twice as Tripecac (on Archives and College Collage). Unfortunately, none of the versions made me happy.

The panning is extreme. Jon's sax was in one ear, and my keyboard and voice were in the other. I don't know if this was intentional or not.

Lyrics to "Numb":

VERSE A:
  there was this girl you liked so much
  you tried so hard that she left you
  another guy came and took your place
  and you were left to suffer

  your world it seemed to collapse
  and moping in complete and utter ruin
  you grew a shell about yourself
  to shield you from the world (and the women)

  further and deeper you slipped
  from life's painful reality
  and into the solace and the universe of
  your endless, comforting dreams

VERSE B:
  you don't want to feel the world around you
  you'd rather be numb than feel the pain
  you don't want to take the blows you're given
  you'd rather just slippin' away

CHORUS:
  you're numb
  blood frozen
  afraid to let your feelings show

  you're numb
  blood frozen
  you'd rather hide than take the blows

VERSE B:
  your heart became broken so you froze it
  you immobilized your blood to numb the hurt
  and now that your heart is hardened
  you try to set yourself from the world

CHORUS:
  you're numb
  a turtle
  hiding safe beneath your shell

  you're numb
  and miserable
  you dug your hole; but it went to hell

    [repeat]
  

Repetitive Rap

This was half making fun of sample-heavy rap music, and half trying to emulate it. Rap was a compromise between my desire to rock and Jon's desire to play jazz.

Jon sang (basically) the same line over and over, and then I joined him about half way through. We then overdubbed vocal sound effects later. Real macho, guys!

Lyrics to "Repetitive Rap":

JON:
  this is a repetitive rap
  yeah, this is a repetitive rap
  i say this is a repetitive rap
  this is a repetitive rap
  this is a very repetitive rap
    [etc.]

TRAV:
  this is a repetitive rap
  this is a repetitive rap...

JON:
  repetitive rap
  repetitive rap...
  we're saying the same thing over and over again in a rap
  this is a repetitive rap...
  this is a bad rap
  ???
  this is a repetitive rap
  ???
  this is not a serious rap
  ???
  

My Familiar (2)

This was our second version of "My Familiar", which originally appears on Fake Reverb. I like this version a lot better. It's super-sped up, though.

I sampled the narration and monkey noises for a later Tripecac song: "Millions of Monkeys" (on The Hermit).

Lyrics to "My Familiar (2)":

INTRO:
  kill the monkey
  kill the monkey...
  kill the monkey tonight
  we must go now

OUTRO:
  and suddenly millions of monkeys swarmed the house,
  broke and busted in every window,
  and strangled the poor

  it was a gruesome sight
  but a sight worthy to be seen
  by the naked eye
  stripped of its...
  god this is dumb!!!
  

Tunes from the Bottle

We open the album with a sad story of alcoholism and gambling. Heavy topics for IPECAC! Hey, I couldn't help it; whenever I finished songs in those years, I brought them to IPECAC, and later the Anchovies. I put my solo efforts on halt during those times. So the heavy lyrics had to go somewhere, and IPECAC was my default outlet.

Meanwhile, my writing and playing had been improving over the months since the last album. I was taking jazz piano lessons and playing semi-regularly with the Anchovies. The music felt relatively full and natural, but my arrangement for this song left no room for improvisation, so it never gets very intense.

On an aborted album cover (where I called the band "Usupers"), I saw that my piano teacher, Art Wheeler had helped me write some of the music for this song. I don't remember which bits he contributed.

The "Usupers" cover was dated 1989-02-17. This suggests that at least one version of the song had been recorded before then, but I'm not certain. I'll guess for now that it was the IPECAC version although it could have been an early solo version. I know for sure that I recorded my Trex version (included on Wino Three Girls) on 1989-04-11.

Lyrics to "Tunes from the Bottle":

VERSE:
  i was walking home late one evening
  stumbled on a dead man lying in the gutter
  his face was gaunt; he had died of hunger
  stuck in his hand was an empty bottle

CHORUS:
  there was a man, a man and his bottle
  they shared their emptiness, shared their sorrows
  now I see that dead man's bottle
  songs of sorrow, tunes from the bottle

VERSE:
  it tells the story of a middle-class man who
  had potential but no ambition
  he quit his job and picked up gambling,
  found success in acquisition

CHORUS:
  there was a man, a man and his bottle
  they shared their secrets, shared their sorrows
  now I hold that dead man's bottle
  i hear songs or sorrow, the tunes from the bottle

VERSE:
  on new year's eve he got so wasted,
  bet all he owned on twenty-one
  would have been rich if his luck persisted
  but he pushed too far - the dealer won

VERSE:
  eventually, he turned to drinking
  drink to escape, drink to forget
  the rest of his life he slept with his bottle
  he died in his sleep, choked with regret

CHORUS:
  there was a man, a man and his bottle
  they shared their dreams, shared their sorrows
  all he had was his empty bottle
  all i have is this empty bottle
  

Thirteenth Night

Jon wrote this music for an English class project with me and Luke Marshall. It was the background music for the closing credits of our sequel to the Shakespeare play "Twelfth Night"

The music is atonal, but memorable. It was hard to play (lots of wide fingerings), but I came to really enjoy listening to it. This was the last song that Jon wrote for IPECAC (or the Anchovies) and it was, in my opinion, his best by far.

This particular recording is a short version that Jon and I recorded by ourselves. As we did with "Anchovy Rock", we were trying to create a "cleaner" version of the song than the one we had recorded with Luke (on "Extras"). Yes, it's cleaner, but it also feels a bit empty; I prefer the full version.

How Ya Is'n

Jon wrote most of the lyrics. Other bits were improvised, and there's a quote from "All This is True".

Musically, it's very simple, just drums and a heavy bassline. There's occasional sax (during the chorus) and keyboard (during solos) but for the most part we were focused on the vocals. The only weird bit is at the end, where Jon launches into an incredibly adventurous sax solo and then the rest of the music gets abruptly shoved into the background.

We liked this song so much we brought it to the Anchovies. It was a favorite from day one.

Lyrics to "How Ya Is'n":

TRAV:
  cruisin' down the street I got to the place
  where the weirdos hang out - I got my mace (ready)
  for an incident 'cause you never know
  what a blind quadroplegic morphodite might show (you)

  i kept my distance from the darkest alley
  where the schitzofrentic ninjas were having a rally
  i heard a noise and I spun around
  but couldn't see who made that sound

CHORUS:
  how you is'n, jon?
  how you is'n?
  how you is'n, jon, jon?
  how you is'n?

TRAV:
  suddenly I saw what I really had feared
  worse than kleptomaniacs, he really was weird
  behind him was a trail of arms and legs
  he stuck out his tongue to show his underarms

  he said "you got a nice tan but I got a nice blue
  that's right, I'm a leper, you can be a leper too"
  i said, "god you're slimy" and walked my own way
  the guy was gross enough to finish my day

CHORUS:
  how you is'n, jon?
  how you is'n, jon?

TRAV:
  i kept on walking so i could find my friend Jon
  the leper had disappeared; I hoped he was gone
  i went to Jon's place and he was waiting for me
  i was glad to be there, with a capital "e"

  i said, "Hey Jon, what's shaking?"
  "cooling.  What's up?"
  i said "girlies!"
  "well, I guess i better get ready, huh?"

CHORUS:
  how you is'n, how ya is'n?
  hey jon, how you is'n?

TRAV:
  jon your rappin' could use a little practice
  if you only rhymed, then you couldn't miss
  but first a little solo, so take the mic
  and practice your rap while i take a hike

JON:
  uh, well, this is my first rap
  and i'm kinda having, well, a bit of trouble
  i'm trying to rhyme
  well exactly what am i supposed to do anyways?
  oh let me start over

TRAV:
  jon, try to keep the rhymin' in your head
  your rhyming capabilities are just about dead
  well just give it one more shot
  i have a feeling you will improve a lot

CHORUS:
  just is'n
  how you is'n?
  how you bein'?
  how you is'n?
  how you is'n?

  jon, try to keep the rhythm in your head
  now here you go
  now here you go
  now here you go
  now here you go

JON:
  this is my first rap;  i don't know what do say
  maybe there, i'll think of something say
  there's only a second to thing of something to say
  it's hard to hear, hard to think of something to say
  let me think of something to say
  i think i will use another word to sing
  my dad always said i really couldn't sing
  i hope he hears this and hears me sing
  oh forget it!

TRAV:
  oh, poor poor jon
  oh oh, poor poor jon
  oh, poor poor jon
  oh, poor poor jon!

  try once more and say something new
  my jaws are healed but i need something to do
  so maybe i'll try a little keyboard here
  and then you can rap for me to hear

JON:
  i saw an ant by the side of the road
  beside him was a rabbit and a toad
  i talked to him and he asked me my name
  i said, "who are you to --"

TRAV:
  jon jon jon, better stick with the sax
  your rapping, i'm afraid, is really suck-tack
  so take your sax, get ready to go
  because we're about to fade out on a sax solo

  ha ha, ha ha, ha ha...
  

Three Pointer

This kicked off our final recording session. Our idea was to sound "live". The distortion is horrible, yet somehow I love this song. It's the closest we ever came to "rock", which had been my dream.

Downpour

This is my favorite IPECAC song. It's slow and mellow, but the solos are outstanding (for us at least).

Lyrics to "Downpour":

carnegie hall is proud to have: ipecac
  

Ammonia Song

We pretended that we were being backed up by a band called "Ammonia". This was supposed to explain the overdubs. We were trying to convince our listeners that we were a real band.

I like the relentless bass line. My solos are only decent, but Jon's sax work is great!

Lyrics to "Ammonia Song":

ladies and gentlemen
bourgeoisie
carnegie hall is proud to present
the rock group "ammonia"

with puke on the drums
vomit on the sax
and old mister ralph on the keyboards
what an entourage: ammonia!

and here they are, ladies and gentlemen:
ipecac!
  

Panorama

This was our only pre-written song on Live at Carnegie Hall; the rest were developed in the studio.

Unfortunately, the production is pretty bad in bits. The volume drops off near the beginning, and one of the keyboard overdubs is too high in the mix (and with no reverb). I also flubbed the bridge a bit by playing in the wrong octave. I still like it, though. It ends well, and finishes off Live at Carnegie Hall smoothly.