- Title: Fake Reverb 2
- Artist: IPECAC
- Timespan: February-June 1989
- Theme: last full album
- Length: 32:27
- Tracks: 9
- Lyrics: 4
- MP3s: 9 play all locally
- Rating: ***½ [3.5] (1 rating) rate this album
Track List
# | title | lyrics | time | download | listen | started | recorded | rating |
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1 | Tunes from the Bottle | lyrics | 2:28 | download | listen locally | - | 1989-02-1? | *** (1) |
2 | Mean Machine | - | 3:20 | download | listen locally | - | 1989-04-13 | *** (1) |
3 | Go | - | 4:37 | download | listen locally | - | 1989-04-13 | **½ (1) |
4 | Anchovy Rock | - | 2:53 | download | listen locally | - | 1989-04-13 | *** (1) |
5 | Thirteenth Night | - | 3:32 | download | listen locally | - | 1989-06-09 | *** (1) |
6 | Schnell | - | 2:47 | download | listen locally | - | 1989-06-09 | *** (1) |
7 | Numb (3) | lyrics | 3:35 | download | listen locally | - | 1989-06-09 | *** (1) |
8 | How Ya Is'n | lyrics | 5:35 | download | listen locally | - | 1989-06-09 | **** (1) |
9 | Maybe | lyrics | 3:40 | download | listen locally | - | 1989-06-09 | ***½ (1) |
Total | 32:27 | play all locally | album rating: | ***½ (1) |
Notes
Fake Reverb 2 was an improvement over Best of IPECAC 2. Every song was pre-written, yet most had room for improvisation. Our focus was on polishing the writing and performances rather than exploring production techniques.
Even so, the recordings still sounded "sterile" compared to our old tupperware jams. We longed to return to a "live" feel. This inspired us to create a new band with our friends: the Master Anchovies.
Once we started writing and transcribing new and old songs for the Anchovies, IPECAC effectively went on "hiatus". Fake Reverb 2 was our last full album.
Here's a journal entry I wrote on 1989-10-09:
October 9, 1989. Two days after Homecoming. This morning Jon and I did not get together to record anything. Today's Monday, if you care.
IPECAC is in a state of nonexistance, or at least a state of Virginia. No; don't laugh. It's *not* funny.
Fake Reverb 2 contains the following songs up to now:
- "Tunes from the Bottle" is a good song. I can't sing, but the lyrics are okay and the music is great.
- "Mean Machine" is Jon's variation of "Stray Cat Strut". Some of Jon's songs are totally unoriginal. This is one of them, though it does possess an okay melody.
- "Go" is my "jazz" song which isn't close to jazz.
- "Anchovy Rock" is the funk/rock song that I play with the Master Anchovies.
- The "13th Night" Soundtrack Song sounded much better on the movie than on this album. I'm sure Luke had *nothing* to do with it.
- The excerpt from the Ethan Frome Soundtrack ["Schnell"] is one of my later songs. It is a very solid piece; it doesn't go anywhere, though.
- The remake of "Numb" is slightly more reggae in feel. It has a rap for a bridge, which would have worked okay had Jon played the sax instead of trying to sing. But hey - look who's talking.
- "Hey Jon - How Ya Is'n" is Jon's rap song. I'm very proud of the bass line; I wrote it. Also, the keyboard solo towards the end is pretty good for an improv.
- The last song, "Maybe", is a tribute to my cousin Kim. "Maybe someday, Kimmi, you'll write me back" is just one of the lyrics. Maybe Maybe is the best song on the album, but Maybe I just think so because it's the one freshest in my mind. I'm sure I thought "Go" was awesome, at one point.
I haven't done much composing over the summer. I wrote a fairly original piano piece, however. [ I think this was "Filler" which appeared on Tripecac's College Collage ]
No more lessons with Art Wheeler. I gave Kevin Brady a copy of some of my songs, and he said he liked them. LIAR!!!!!
That's basically it. I'll keep in touch.
So as far as I knew back then, IPECAC was dead. The Anchovies had consumed our musical attention (and free time). Since Jon was getting increasingly disillusioned with the musical abilities of the Anchovies, it looked like our days of collaboration were coming to an end.
Luckily, a few months later (in January 1990), Jon and I got together had one final session: Live at Carnegie Hall.
Songs
Tunes from the Bottle
- Fake Reverb 2 track 1
- Complete IPECAC track 62
- IPECAC Picks track 11
- recorded: 1989-02-1?
- length: 2:28
- Travis Emmitt - Casio HT-6000, mellophone, vocals | wrote: music, lyrics
- Jon Friesen - sax
- Art Wheeler | wrote: music
- mp3: download listen locally (flash player)(HTML5 player)
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
Mean Machine
- Fake Reverb 2 track 2
- Complete IPECAC track 63
- recorded: 1989-04-13
- length: 3:20
- Travis Emmitt - Casio HT-6000, mellophone
- Jon Friesen - sax | wrote: music
- mp3: download listen locally (flash player)(HTML5 player)
Jon wrote this song. To me, its chord progression is a cliche. Did my songs sound like cliches to his ears too? How about to your ears? Does "Mean Machine" sound like a cliche? Do my songs?
Chord progressions aside, the solos are pretty nice. Jon was sounding like a real jazz musician by this point. He also probably got to practice this song a few times before I came over, which helped him plan his solos and boost his confidence.
Maybe Jon's motivation for writing songs was not to create an original structure but rather to give him/us something over which to improvise comfortably. That would be consistent with his method for contributing for the Master Anchovies: instead of writing new songs, he'd transcribe and arrange some of his favorite jazz standards.
Go
- Fake Reverb 2 track 3
- Complete IPECAC track 64
- recorded: 1989-04-13
- length: 4:37
- Travis Emmitt - Casio HT-6000 | wrote: music
- Jon Friesen - sax
- mp3: download listen locally (flash player)(HTML5 player)
Here come the busy drums again. I guess we hadn't learned our lesson yet. Sorry! Well, at least the bass line is simple.
There's no much to say about this song. The chorus is the only good bit. The rest is clunky, at least in this version. I recorded a solo version for Trex (on Five Dollar Drummer) but I don't think it's any better.
The music accelerates at the end. I don't know why. I wish the bells weren't so loud. Ugh. Next!
Anchovy Rock
- Fake Reverb 2 track 4
- Complete IPECAC track 65
- recorded: 1989-04-13
- length: 2:53
- Travis Emmitt - Casio HT-6000 | wrote: music
- Jon Friesen - sax
- mp3: download listen locally (flash player)(HTML5 player)
This was (or became) the theme song for the Master Anchovies. I'm pretty sure I wrote the majority of it, except maybe for the sax part. I don't think any of the other Anchovies had any hand in the writing.
I'm pretty sure Jon and I recorded this after the Anchovies had been playing it a while. We were trying to create a "solid" (and therefore definitive) version of the song. At the same time, we might have been trying to prove to ourselves (and the Anchovies) that IPECAC was better than the Anchovies at their own game. I did the same sort of thing when I recorded my solo version years later on College Collection.
This song became a calibration mechanism. We knew the music by heart, so it let us test different instrumentations and recording setups.
It was a fun song to play, and I like this version's steady rock beat, but I think I prefer real drums to the keyboard's fake ones. Also, there tended to be a lot more energy when we played this song live (with the Anchovies).
Thirteenth Night
- Fake Reverb 2 track 5
- Complete IPECAC track 66
- IPECAC Picks track 12
- recorded: 1989-06-09
- length: 3:32
- Travis Emmitt - Casio HT-6000
- Jon Friesen - sax | wrote: music
- mp3: download listen locally (flash player)(HTML5 player)
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.
Schnell
- Fake Reverb 2 track 6
- Complete IPECAC track 67
- recorded: 1989-06-09
- length: 2:47
- Travis Emmitt - Casio HT-6000 | wrote: music
- Jon Friesen - sax
- mp3: download listen locally (flash player)(HTML5 player)
This was a very simple piano tune that I named (partly) after my cousin (Kim Snell), whom Jon and I were mailing at the time. It's a nice tune to practice, but we never got a good recording of it. I think the keyboard drums detract from it in a big way.
Originally, this was part of an "Ethan Frome" soundtrack, which I had written for an English project. I don't remember the other parts of the soundtrack, and doubt that any recordings exist (unless Jon has them).
Numb (3)
- Fake Reverb 2 track 7
- Complete IPECAC track 68
- recorded: 1989-06-09
- other names: Numb
- length: 3:35
- Travis Emmitt - Casio HT-6000, vocals | wrote: music, lyrics
- Jon Friesen - sax, vocals
- mp3: download listen locally (flash player)(HTML5 player)
This was IPECAC's third and final version of "Numb". The singing sounds dead, exhausted. My voice sounds hoarse, which is strange because the preceding songs had been instrumentals; maybe it was a tough key or maybe I had too much candy the night before?
On the bright side, the music is less annoying than the Best of IPECAC 2 version. Jon's sax playing matches nicely with the backwards keyboard sound, and the synthy drums are low in the mix. There's also a bridge with a rap to spice things up and some playful harmonies at the end.
Lyrics to "Numb (3)":
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 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 A: 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) 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 BRIDGE: you were new at the game and open to pain you felt a great loss your grief's been the boss you're numbing your mind but deep inside you know it's wrong you've hidden too long hit it jon hit it jon hit it jon hit it jon trav on the keyboard trav on the keyboard number 1 trav on the keyboard trav on the keyboard VERSE A: 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 you're numb a turtle hiding safe beneath your shell
How Ya Is'n
- Fake Reverb 2 track 8
- Complete IPECAC track 69
- IPECAC Picks track 13
- recorded: 1989-06-09
- length: 5:35
- Travis Emmitt - Casio HT-6000, vocals
- Jon Friesen - sax, vocals
- mp3: download listen locally (flash player)(HTML5 player)
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...
Maybe
- Fake Reverb 2 track 9
- Complete IPECAC track 70
- recorded: 1989-06-09
- length: 3:40
- Travis Emmitt - Casio HT-6000, vocals | wrote: music, lyrics
- Jon Friesen - sax
- mp3: download listen locally (flash player)(HTML5 player)
In the late 1980s I sent lots of letters and tapes to my cousin Kim. I wrote this song for her, and then later brought it to IPECAC. I later recorded this as Tripecac on Archives.
This version benefits from a steady, deep bassline and Jon's soulful sax playing. On the other hand, the drums are still cheesy, the harpsichord sounds are annoying, my singing is often out of tune, and the tape gets mangled in the middle. I had pre-written my solos, which was sort of cheating, and kind of drained the life out of them. Jon's wailing sax towards the end makes up for it, though.
Lyrics to "Maybe":
CHORUS: maybe, maybe someday, kimmi, you'll write me back maybe, maybe someday, kimmi, you'll write me back VERSE: i mail you letters, and you mail me not now how much patience have i got? i'm writing every single night it's just not right TRANSITION: i pray and i hope against hope that you will write me oh i know it's been a long time but still i trust that CHORUS: maybe, maybe someday, kimmi, you'll write me back maybe, maybe someday, kimmi, you'll write me back VERSE: you say you're too busy to write to me now that's one thing i cannot believe i probably have as much free time as you and i've sent you 300 pages TRANSITION: i pray and hope against hope that you will write me oh i know it's been a long time but still i trust that CHORUS: maybe, maybe someday, kimmi, you'll write me back maybe, maybe someday, kimmi, you'll write me back BRIDGE: i send you all these notes and what do you do? you don't even write me back what's happening with you? hit it, jon VERSE: now every day when i get home from school i'm looking around for a letter from you and even after seven months have passed i'd think you'd write me at last TRANSITION: i pray and i hope against hope that you will write me oh i know it's been a long time but still i trust that CHORUS: maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe