Click on the thumbnail to view a printable cd sleeve.- Title: Kim 2
- Artist: Trex
- Timespan: 1988
- Theme: tapes 2,3,4a for kim
- Length: 77:09
- Tracks: 21
- Lyrics: 17
- MP3s: 21 play all locally
- Rating: ** [2] (1 rating) rate this album
Track List
Notes
These songs are from my second batch of songs for my cousin Kim. They tended to be long, rambly, and either irritating or boring. I edited them down a lot. Don't worry: you're not missing anything good!
From the notes I sent to Kim:
Oh no, not more!
Thanks for the shirt. I've worn it every day to school so far!
Ones you might consider liking: "I Hold a Grudge", "Education", "Carrots", "Clouds of Thought", "Stand Up South Africa" [...]
Please tell me again which you like and what you like about them, so that I may someday put together a Best Of... "album".
Remember my motto: 1 in 10 is good.
Songs
Sewer Intro
- Kim 2 track 1
- recorded: 1988-01-12
- location: Charlottesville
- length: 0:13
- Travis Emmitt - talking
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This chatter starts the second batch of songs for Kim.
Lyrics to "Sewer Intro":
hey it's here the letter from travis is here celebrate, everybody, come on, let's have a party travis' letter is here, finally yes here's a song and i don't have a name for it but it's lower than the gutter it's sewer guitar
(c) 1988 Trex
Sewer Guitar
- Kim 2 track 2
- recorded: 1988-01-12
- location: Charlottesville
- length: 0:18
- Travis Emmitt - acoustic guitar
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Yikes. This is very, very bad. I edited out most of it, to save us pain.
From my notes to Kim:
9:52pm On one of the "videos". Real dumb and short. Admit it!
I guess this means I sent videos to Kim?
This Year
- Casio Picks track 4
- Kim 2 track 3
- wrote: 1988-01-11
- recorded: 1988-01-12
- location: Charlottesville
- length: 4:51
- Travis Emmitt - Casio CT-310, vocals
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The intro for this is long and sloppy, with slow solos and lots of fiddling. When the vocals finally drag themselves out of bed, the energy level increases but the sloppiness still spoils the fun. The recording quality is also all over the place; I think I knocked over the mic while recording.
From my notes to Kim:
10:05pm Wrote it yesterday waiting 2 hrs for school to start. A couple mistakes. You'll like this one.
Like it? Not really.
Lyrics to "This Year":
this one's to kim or to tony or to jim it's all balogna hey pretty catchy, isn't it? i know this girl she's beautiful to see and we used to be friends - her and me just friends, that's all; no more could we be and now we're less than that, you see i see her every once in a while she might say "hi"; we only smile we both have taken our different styles from her friendship, i'm exiled she's the best looking girl in the whole 9th grade a year ago i had it made but it's no use continuing that silly crusade we can see that our friendship has long since decayed
(c) 1988 Trex
Super Intelligence
- Kim 2 track 4
- started: 1988-01-??
- recorded: 1988-01-12
- location: Charlottesville
- other names: Superior Intelligence
- length: 3:34
- Travis Emmitt - Casio CT-310
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Cheesy chord progressions. Annoying, annoying, annoying. I wrote lyrics for this, but for some reason didn't include them. Oh well. No great loss.
The tape was very warbly, and could barely play. Again, no great loss.
I actually like the way it sounds when it dies at the end. Die, cheese, die!!!
From my notes to Kim:
10:20pm Instrumental.
Warbly Chatter
- Kim 2 track 5
- recorded: 1988-01-12
- location: Charlottesville
- length: 0:49
- Travis Emmitt - talking
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Lots of tape mangling. I wasn't saying much of interest, though. Funny how I got mad at myself for hitting the keyboard accidentally. I guess I was cranky from being tired.
Lyrics to "Warbly Chatter":
ok that one was fair it had that heart and soul background it's called super intelligence and it's not about me believe it or not i'm not talking about myself it was just a song i did ow now that really helps doesn't it i wrote it when i was waiting for the bus yesterday i don't know it's 10:31 boy it's really getting late i hate it when that radio comes in you hear if i'm quiet then the radio comes in you can also hear jessica whining in the background of course she's whining that's all she's capable of doing what do you expect from a 12 year old i'm almost 15 [knock] what? i'm recording i can put it on the earphones i'm gonna put on my earphones like i said i would so the rest will have to be instrumental at least for today so i'm gonna finish up this side with an instrumental song, ok ok so here goes let me make it up first, ok if you don't mind, let me make it up first this one's called fishing by the lake
(c) 1988 Trex
Fishing by the Lake
- Kim 2 track 6
- wrote: 1988-01-11
- recorded: 1988-01-12
- location: Charlottesville
- length: 2:46
- Travis Emmitt - Casio CT-310
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Hey, Travis, learn to count!
This was split between sides 1 and 2. The playing was painfully labored, and the recording horribly warbly, causing nasty pitch changes. Yes, blame it on the tape. I whittled away about 2/3 of it. You aren't missing anything.
From my notes to Kim:
10:35pm Enjoy (and pardon the errors).
Crater Intro
- Kim 2 track 7
- recorded: 1988-01-12
- location: Charlottesville
- length: 0:31
- Travis Emmitt - talking
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You can hear me choosing a song title. Too bad I didn't spend as long composing the music.
Lyrics to "Crater Intro":
now when you listen to that song can't you just feel the lake? doesn't it have the feeling of somebody fishing by the lake? right ok this is the last one and then i'll do some more tomorrow i'm already on the second side just right down the title on the tape so that you can read it this next one is moon orchestra no, that's probably been done how about crater cage no, crater chaos no, that's still not good crater crawler crater game crater games there we go crater games it's called crater games
(c) 1988 Trex
Crater Games
- Kim 2 track 8
- recorded: 1988-01-12
- location: Charlottesville
- length: 1:28
- Travis Emmitt - Casio CT-310
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Wow, sounds like just about any other preset-drenched improv. Watch out for those painful solos, though. Sigh. Fortunately, it's short. Thanks to my aggressive editing. :)
From my notes to Kim:
10:49pm
Mega-yawn.
I'm real sorry I haven't had many yet with lyrics (only 1 so far), but it is 10:56pm and I have to record directly from the keyboard while I wear earphones (I don't want to wake anyone up).
Goodnight! (for me, at least)
Lot of foul notes in here.
Facial
- Kim 2 track 9
- recorded: 1988-01-13
- location: Charlottesville
- other names: Let You Down
- length: 5:25
- Travis Emmitt - Casio CT-310, vocals
- Allen Foster | wrote: lyrics
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I designated this and the next song ("The Word") as "tape filler". I think Allen Foster helped write some of the words. It's actually kinda cool during the first couple verses. Then the chorus kicks in and it's extremely annoying. If you don't believe me, just have a listen. Luckily for you, I've drastically shortened it. Hooray for editing!
From my notes to Kim:
4:20pm Wrote in school.
Lyrics to "Facial":
i wrote this one in school with a little help from allen foster i have to give him that much credit ok 1 2 hit it hit it i'm sorry it has to end for you as a disgrace but it is the best way to tell you "get out of my face" you have to admit our road had some bends for one thing you hated all of my friends so sorry that this is coming from me but girl i must say that you're history to express the feeling of my liberation i have recalled a little exclamation it's a polite little word that i use to be nice it's neither warm as a flame nor cold as ice it's an appropriate little gesture to cheer up the sad it's as light as a whisper and it calms the mad that word is: facial, facial it's all i want to say to you it's all i have the heart to say its inner warmth is hard to hide the sympathizer of the day it's facial this is the best way i know of letting you down though it will permanently brand you with that frown so sorry it has to end this way but i have to admit - it has made my day it's all i want to say to you it's all i have the heart to say it's an inner warmth is hard to hide it's the sympathizer of the day ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha i'm laughing 'cause it's funny and no, i'll take no money i'm saying that it's through i've nothing left for you it's all i want to say to you all i want to say to you all i have the heart to say all i have the heart to say an inner warmth so hard to hide inner warmth so hard to hide the sympathizer of the day to express the feeling of my liberation i have recalled a little exclamation it's a polite little word that i use to be nice neither warm as a flame nor cold as ice appropriate little gesture to cheer up the sad it's as light as a feather and it calms the mad that word is facial it's all i want to say to you that word is facial it's all i have the heart to say that word is facial it has an inner warmth that's hard to hide it's facial it's the sympathizer of the day all i have the heart to say facial, facial facial what a great song what a interesting song i wrote it with help from allen now if you don't like it then it's his fault but if you do like it all the credit goes to me because you know that's how it works
(c) 1988 Trex
The Word
- Kim 2 track 10
- recorded: 1988-01-13
- location: Charlottesville
- length: 5:15
- Travis Emmitt - Casio CT-310, vocals
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This is about saying a bad word ("damn"). Or adolesence. Or something like that. Kinda dumb. The singing is horrible. Also, the tape is mega-warbly. On the plus song, the "acne" chorus kinda cool.
From my notes to Kim:
Wrote before catching bus this morning.
Lyrics to "The Word":
this one is real dumb and i'll probably record over it if i don't then you see how bad my talents have - oh see it even starts in the wrong place i didn't even say go and it just cut on am i ready to do this? no way but i'll have a go with it let's make some noise go get some boys make your head swirl while i find me a female ha tricky isn't it i'm standing in the bathroom looking at myself in the mirror i'm really pissed at a couple of zits it seems like they're taking over my whole face so i say: damn it mom, i've got so much acne so i say: damn it mom, i've got so much acne so i say: damn it mom, i've got so much acne so i say: damn it mom, i've got so much acne i realize what i said start to shake in fear she says that's the word i don't want to hear so she sends me to room and i slam and lock my door my heart feels like a balloon; i cannot take anymore what a crazy world i'm living in my heart is ready to burst it's swelling up in my chest but it's still not to the worst we've got a long way to go until the rest and the best i am blessed i said a bad word, i got my punishment who said life isn't fair? i said a bad word, had to be locked up in my room and i'm not scared because i did a righteous thing, accepted punishment if i hadn't then i would have sinned even if you do something horrible as long as you go along with the parent then you're ok can you tell i'm making this up as i go along no, not a bit, it just sounds awesome, anyway, da let's see if i can find any more rhymes do i have enough time? i doubt it my name is travis i laugh and sing i play the piano that's my thing c g b-flat e-flat f c i'm doing real great my name is travis i play the piano i laugh and sing that's my thing i try keyboard i try to play guitar you don't know how lucky you are to laugh and sing while you're not playing the guitar i bet you love these lyrics but they're gonna fill up the last on this tape that's my strategy so far e-flat b-flat g c e-flat b-flat g c my name is travis i play the piano i laugh and sing make me do me own thing ahh sorry about wasting this tape you can record it over if you want not my favorite, why not because it's terrible very terrible you actually like it i really doubt it you really like it i really doubt it but there's so much time left after i'll get another tape maybe to you after i'll get another tape to you after i'll get another tape to you maybe maybe to you real soon to you real soon
(c) 1988 Trex
Trav's Motto
- Kim 2 track 11
- recorded: 1988-01-13
- location: Charlottesville
- length: 0:12
- Travis Emmitt - talking
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Yup.
Lyrics to "Trav's Motto":
you wanna hear travis' motto? for every 10 songs 1 is good that's his motto so if he makes 100 songs 10 will be good and for every 10 good songs 1 people will think is worthy of broadcasting
(c) 1988 Trex
The Grudge
- Kim 2 track 12
- started: 1988-01-12
- recorded: 1988-01-13
- location: Charlottesville
- other names: I Hold a Grudge
- length: 9:50
- Travis Emmitt - Casio CT-310, vocals
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Wow. This revenge fantasy/parody is so awful it's [almost] funny! The singing, the lyrics, the monotonous arpeggios, are all horrible, horrible, horrible.
Lyrics to "The Grudge":
this one is called the grudge i wrote it today wah, yeah look at them boys run like the sun was chasing after them they fly down that hall hey that wasn't bad at all you know what i said a few things to them and they ran i've gotta say something i've gotta say something, brother i'll tell you what i said to them it wasn't all that polite but i told them i held a grudge a very severe grudge and they'll pay yes they'll pay i said: you better get away live while i let you you better run 'cause i'm gonna get you you better hide 'cause i'm too good for you you better run 'cause i'm after you man you've been pushing me 'round like i was your little toy to tease and trip and laugh at your pounding boy you would laugh at me i did nothing to you you ruined my life now there's something i must do now get down put your hands on the ground i'll tie your arms in chains then shake up your brains smack you with my whip club you with my stick pulling out my gun this sounds like such fun put a bullet through your head by then you should be dead i hold a grudge can you tell that i hold a grudge i hold a grudge can you tell that hold a grudge can you sense that not very subtle i'm not very subtle not very subtle all i deal with is justice pushing me 'round like i was your little toy to tease and trip and laugh at your little pounding boy you would laugh at me i did nothing to you but you ruined my life now there's something that i must do now get down on the ground put your hands on the ground i'll tie your arms in chains smash up your brains smack you with my whip i club you with my stick be pulling out my gun my this sounds like such fun fun my this sounds like such fun fun now get down on the ground put your hands on the ground tie your arms in chains straddle up your brains smack you with my whip club you with my stick be pulling out my gun my this sounds like such fun put a bullet through your brain break those chains let's see if you can break those chains when i put a bullet through your brain then let's see if you can break my chains chains with a bullet in your head by then you should be dead this is a very old song i wrote it yesterday it's a very old song i wrote it about bullies picking on little wimps they just call them imps bullies, bullies picking on little kids that's not fair, not at all just because size is more important in a fight fight for what is right then the brains will in tide will turn against the big boys the wimps, the geniuses, intellectuals will conquer nothing at all the fight will be won like nothing at all i'm proud to be one but which i'm not gonna say not if you decide to pay me hey jey i'm just one or the other i don't have a brother but my sister is definitely a little wimp but not an intellectual or a little nerd she's just a wimp she only fights with words and that's ok for nerds she fights with words that's ok with nerds but you have to consider her size under 5 feet tall so long ago now get down put your hands on the ground tie your arms in chains and then rattle up your brains smack you with my whip club you with my stick be pulling out my gun my this sounds like such fun put a bullet through your brain by then you won't be able to break my chains put your bullet through your brain and then you break my chains and then i'll know i'll know who's boss and so the wimps will win someday the victory will come will come their way i hold a, i hold a grudge can you tell that i hold a grudge can you sense that it's not very subtle that's what i told those boys, man and they ran, they ran i'm still not saying whether i'm a bully or a wimp but i'm just telling you they were bullies and they ran now get down put your hands on the ground tie your arms in chains and i'll rattle up your brains smack you with my stick club you with my stick be pulling out my gun my this sounds like such fun put a bullet through your brain by then, by then you should be dead what a great song by now it's probably all wrong it's a very long song a wrong long song and this one's this one is dedicated to the biggest wimp of all i'm not saying who that is but she's only 5 feet tall so jessica, this one's for you yes, i, i can stand you too i can stand you if you can stand me i can stand you if you can stand me long, long song you would laugh at me i did nothing to you but you ruined my life now there's something that i must do let's speed this up, get it more exciting this is really, really, really boring dull songs are not what i'm wanting i want something really stimulating you've been pushing me 'round like i was your little toy to tease and trip and laugh at i was your little pounding boy you would laugh at me i did nothing to you but you ruined my life now there's something i must do now get down put your hands on the ground wrap your arms in chains and i'll shake up your brains i'm smack you with my stick club you with my stick pull out my gun i messed up 'bout time the song quit
(c) 1988 Trex
Chatter Medley
- Kim 2 track 13
- recorded: 1988-01-13
- location: Charlottesville
- length: 3:41
- Travis Emmitt - Casio CT-310, vocals
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This is a mostly a cappella medley of old song ideas, plus lots of chatter.
Lyrics to "Chatter Medley":
thanks for the shirt i wear it every day everyday to school i wear that thing i like it a lot that's why i wear it everyday at school people are getting tired of me they say i look like a ghoul like a fool who's not cool at all but i still wear it to school where i'm made a fool and i end up somewhere where i can rule and that's my life i'm gonna find some songs that are playable ok i've played you oh mama, didn't i? i played you seas of stars, right SUPERIOR INTELLIGENCE: superior intelligence they think our ways of living just make no sense they are a higher form of life than us here on earth we value our rights and they value their birth they are a superior intelligence ???: he pushes up his glasses enjoys all his glasses jerry raises hand another question answered ???: there's a bottle in a dirty paper bag to keep his drunk hands from freezing numb the cold, numb the drink and a bottle on a sidewalk he dropped the bottle for no apparent reason these are just some that i'd rather not sing because they're stupid hey i did some random songs where i just rolled dice and i made this choice and if i rolled a certain dice then i'd play a certain note for a certain time THIS YEAR: i know this girl she's beautiful to see and we used to be friends - her and me just friends, that's all; no more could we be now we're less than that, you see PASS THE SUGAR: old lady pass the sugar red joy MAMA'S COOKING: my name is pete and i have a story to tell i had something to eat my mother's cooking is not quite swell it was a rainy day in the middle of june we had guests over - they would leave soon they had no idea of the coming doom i said try the potatoes to see how they taste they have the creamy resemblence to paste so sad how good food goes to waste the guests [go] to the door as if in a race putrid black smoke billows forth from the kitchen we're in for a lickin' it all began when they couldn't start their car the battery was dead - the next hotel was far so they stayed - and thus they paid have you tasted mama's cooking? she drugs your drink while you're not looking as a cook she's hardly able from the oven to the table the turkey gathers dust the plate begins to rust an easy way to die is eat her apple pie she can't even mix chocolate milk she fails at boiling water as the room fills with smoke the guests begin to choke they cough up the hamburger they spit up the burnt orange juice puke on the walls, puke on the floor the guest are rushing to the door mother asks them if they want more say say their throats will always be sore the cat begins to sneeze the ham begins to bleed it's in the way she always cooks it's in the way she reads the books it's sorcery - it's sorcery i live with her - it tortures me the eggs have hatched the rice begins to stir the salad starts to breath the eggs have hatched the meatloaf is a sponge full of worms a good supply of vitamin a so far, it's the best food we've had all day no, mister president, you want no dinner here mother will cook; there is something to fear dad makes me volunteer she turns on the stove to 350 degrees outside the dog begins to freeze she pulls some ice from the freezer and melts it on the stove mother's cooking is cursed i would rather eat a purse yeah, just applaud or if you really like that, send money to ha, i'm kidding yes, i have another motto it's called: everybody makes mistakes
(c) 1988 Trex
Mister Bossy
- Kim 2 track 14
- started: 1987-??-??
- recorded: 1988-01-13
- location: Charlottesville
- other names: Mr. Bossy
- length: 1:53
- Travis Emmitt - Casio CT-310, vocals
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I wrote this "between June and October" (of 1987). There's not much here in terms of effort or talent. My favorite part is the crash at the end.
Lyrics to "Mister Bossy":
this one's called mister bossy and it's old yeah there's just a few ??? the train leaves the station at 25 passengers complain about the storm outside they leave at 8 and at 9 they will arrive mister bossy shares a seat with a bum hardly alive and the train is speeding up until it's 45 55 we're pickin' up the pace as if we're in a race mister bossy is white in the face 65 stewardesses come and stewardesses go and outside, outside it is beginning to snow someone get a kleenex for mister bossy's nose the cold is getting to him, right into his toes 75 mister bossy gets a pillow the snow begins to billow look out for the deer on the tracks! look out for the deer on the tracks! wow! come on, where are the sound effects? there we go
(c) 1988 Trex
Life in New York
- Kim 2 track 15
- started: 1987-10-??
- recorded: 1988-01-13
- location: Charlottesville
- other names: Smashed Gray Hat
- length: 3:58
- Travis Emmitt - Casio CT-310, vocals
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Hmm. This starts painfully slow. Then it gets fast. It remains boring and cheesy. Oh well.
Lyrics to "Life in New York":
yeehaw, this is a goody this is a nice civilized song he's got the smashed gray hat and a bottomless trenchcoat a pair of boots that got no soles a polka-dotted necktie a sleeveless sweater or maybe it's a vest but i don't know he has an unwashed face and he goes without a haircut he smells like beer he's got flies all around he lies in the corner of a filth-ridden alley with garbage all around him and his food on the ground from the trash he gets his food lives a life of solitude he's a bum let's speed up the pace a bit gotta please our listeners, hit it he's got a bright red porche and a black corvette and a little yellow audi tacky is the word but he doesn't care with a billion in the bank and a partnership with sperry heck, he owns half the world the only thing he wears are expensive and exclusive a million-dollar wardrobe all the luxuries in life he's the snob of the city he lives in a mansion 50 thousand acres got a princess for his life paid more than a surgeon eating caviar from a sturgeon he's a snob he's got a smashed gray hat and a bottomless trenchcoat a pair of boots that got no soles a polka-dotted necktie a sleeveless sweater or maybe it's a vest but i don't know an unwashed face and he goes without a haircut he smells like beer got flies all around lies in the corner of a filth-ridden alley with garbage all around him his food on the ground from the trash he gets his food lives a life of solitude he's a bum a hobo got a bright red porche and a black corvette a little yellow audi tacky is the word but he doesn't care with a billion in the bank and a partnership with sperry heck, he owns half the world the only thing he wears are expensive and exclusive a million-dollar wardrobe all the luxuries in life he's the snob of the city and he lives in a mansion 50 thousand acres got a princess for a wife paid more than a surgeon eating caviar from a sturgeon he's a snob he doesn't work but he's a snob he doesn't work he's got the money doesn't work he's got the money that's all he's got got no heart got no heart not a thought for religion got the brain of a pigeon he's a bum with a job as a sturgeon eating eggs from a sturgeon he's a snob from the trash he gets his food has a life of solitude he's a bum spends a million billion dollars life there ain't no tomorrow he's a snob airhead eating caviar trillionaire got a brand new car it doesn't work life in new york life in new york
(c) 1988 Trex
Education
- Kim 2 track 16
- recorded: 1988-01-13
- location: Charlottesville
- length: 1:46
- Travis Emmitt - Casio CT-310, vocals
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How dumb. I need to take songwriting classes. Or something.
Lyrics to "Education":
this one is called education now these remember are old so you can't expect much the time is 5:35 but i started around 4:30 yes i put an hour of effort into this education you go to school for just one reason just to see your friends and be cool you go to school don't learn a thing but you see your friends and be cool now timmy here he's what you call a nerd with 140 iq now timmy here now when he grows up he'll have a better job than you and that's school that's cool you're cool in school what a fool there's a thing about life there's not wasy way out you've gotta work some time you can't sit around home doin' nothing all day and expect a single dime school's the time to get ready for life without being left all alone hey every day when you get home from school there's a place for you to come home that's school it's cool be cool in school it's all up to you don't be a fool
(c) 1988 Trex
Carrots Intro
- Kim 2 track 17
- recorded: 1988-01-13
- location: Charlottesville
- length: 0:33
- Travis Emmitt - talking
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Funny how my voice kept cracking. "Haven't wrote"?
Lyrics to "Carrots Intro":
i decided i could talk to you instead of writing it in a letter you know i decided i could talk to you and maybe this would be better no i did not intend that to rhyme i don't rhyme, not all the time not most of the time, at least, you see who, me, rhyme? not me yeah and i can talk some more, yes how's school how's the mcw affair how's the snow ok i'm done talking let's hear a song this next one i haven't wrote yet and i have no idea what it's gonna be but it'll be there just wait and see yeah
(c) 1988 Trex
Carrots
- Kim 2 track 18
- recorded: 1988-01-13
- location: Charlottesville
- length: 5:16
- Travis Emmitt - Casio CT-310, vocals
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How old was I? Three?
Well, at least the solos weren't too horrible.
Lyrics to "Carrots":
this song is called carrots i don't know why it just it came to my mind it just first thing that did i guess i call it the name i say carrots are good to eat but they taste like barf no, they're not my favorite food can you hear me in there carrots are good for you but they taste like barf and they look like doo doo carrots this is a very old song i don't know when i wrote it but a lot of the lyrics are completely wrong hold on carrots are good for you but they taste like barf and they look like doo doo i'm singing carrots are good for you but they taste like barf when they're cooked and they look it too carrots are good for you but they taste like barf when they're cooked and they look it too i gotta go gotta see sam i hope you enjoyed this i'm sorry i have to cut it off so soon but i made it all up as i went along i lied about it being old i'm just ashamed to admit that i wrote something this childish right now yes but it's all in my head the lyrics are in my head the music is in my head so there's a large space to fill i'm so, so ??? done
(c) 1988 Trex
Clouds of Thought
- Kim 2 track 19
- recorded: 1988-01-13
- location: Charlottesville
- length: 7:24
- Travis Emmitt - Casio CT-310, french horn, vocals
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The french horn sounds pretty cool, creating some neat harmonic textures.
I love the laid-back feel of this song. It's very relaxing. Too bad the tape's so warbly. I like the fake waves at the end.
Lyrics to "Clouds of Thought":
this song is called clouds of thought i'm playing the french horn couldn't you hear that spit gurgle mistakes are many what can be expected in a song that i just wrote it's a song about clouds of thought think about that for a moment clouds upon clouds upon clouds of thinking dreaming everlasting memories the elephant is wisest when it comes to storing these thoughts he has a brain the size of half ours but he remembers he remembers better than anyone alive who can talk to us the elephant is gifted in that one small spot apart from his size he's utterly weak but if he remembers he can conquer the meek 'cause if elephants could live longer they'd be considered trees i have no reason to rhyme with something like trees which doesn't belong that stanza has been disected and stuck where it's belong and i throw it away and flush it down the toilet with all the other bugs i'm gonna lock it up and never look at that thing again i put it where it belongs and that's so far away
(c) 1988 Trex
Goodbye
- Kim 2 track 20
- recorded: 1988-01-13
- location: Charlottesville
- length: 5:11
- Travis Emmitt - Casio CT-310, vocals
- mp3: download listen locally (flash player)(HTML5 player)
This ended the second tape in the batch. It's, um, well, not too horrible.
Lyrics to "Goodbye":
this one is called goodbye it's gonna be waltz because i've never done waltz before yeah when it is time to say goodbye it's hard to keep myself from crying when i feel i have to go i'd rather end up dying goodbyes are just so hard for me i really hate leaving you so instead of waving my hand in parting i always turn my back and deny it i walk away and don't turn around until i'm out of your sight so if you think it is you i deny i say you're certainly not right it's just i can't admit that i hurt at goodbyes so in your mind please understand that i'm shielding my eyes from your view i'm saying when it's time to say goodbye it's hard to keep myself from crying when i feel i have to go i'd rather end up dying goodbyes are just so hard for me i really hate leaving you so instead of waving my hand in parting i always turn my back to you i walk away and don't turn around until i am out of your sight so if you think it's just you that i deny don't think that you're right it's just i can't admit i'm hurt at goodbyes so in your mind please understand that i'm shielding my eyes from your view let's hit it keyboard time sad part's over folks wow what a way to end oh i'm serious
(c) 1988 Trex
Stand Up South Africa
- Kim 2 track 21
- recorded: 1988-01-13
- location: Charlottesville
- length: 12:15
- Travis Emmitt - Casio CT-310, vocals
- mp3: download listen locally (flash player)(HTML5 player)
This was my anti-apartheid "anthem". The lyrics are painfully naive, but the overall feel is very laid-back, which is great. There's also some nice flute solos. Funny how I didn't know how to pronounce "tyranny".
According to my notes, I recorded it at 10:05pm. I guess that's why is sounds kinda quiet, even though some of the themes are violent.
Lyrics to "Stand Up South Africa":
INTRO: stand up south africa it took me about 40 minutes to write it it's not a long song it's just it took me a while to write it so gimme a break VERSE 1: have you seen the blacks in south africa? you would not believe the human abuse they're being treated as slaved on their native soil the whites there only let them reproduce years ago the british came and conquered them and ever since the blacks have been their tools for building towns and highways through their fatherland the blacks are used to toil for those fools CHORUS: oh, oh, stand up south africa this tyranny will fall if you hit back oh, oh, stand up south africa soon it will not matter if you're black VERSE 2: even though you many times outnumber them the whites refuse to release their awful hold they're bluffing strength, defenseless if you strike against them so crush the bastards before your children get old yeah CHORUS SOLO CHORUS VERSE 1 CHORUS VERSE 2 (b): even though you many times outnumber them the whites refuse to release their awful hold they're bluffing strength, defenseless if you strike against them so crush the bastards before your children are old so crush the bastards before your children get old CHORUS (b): oh, oh, stand up south africa this tyranny will fall if you hit back oh, oh, stand up south africa soon it will not matter that you're black SOLO CHORUS CODA: so crush the bastards before your children get old so crush the bastards before your children get old CHORUS
(c) 1988 Trex