- 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
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Track List
Notes
These are my (Trav's) favorite IPECAC recordings, organized chronologically.
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Songs
Better Drumsticks
- Gourmet track 3
- Best of IPECAC track 4
- Complete IPECAC track 5
- IPECAC Picks track 1
- recorded: 1988-06-??
- length: 3:24
- Travis Emmitt - Casio CT-310, vocals, tupperware | wrote: lyrics
- Jon Friesen - sax, vocals | wrote: music
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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
- Induces Vomitting track 3
- Complete IPECAC track 15
- IPECAC Picks track 2
- recorded: 1988-08-28
- length: 7:49
- Travis Emmitt - Casio CT-310, talking
- Jon Friesen - sax
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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)
- Best of IPECAC track 1
- Complete IPECAC track 22
- IPECAC Picks track 3
- recorded: 1988-09-10
- length: 2:50
- Travis Emmitt - Casio CT-310, vocals | wrote: lyrics
- Jon Friesen - sax, Casio CT-310, vocals | wrote: music
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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
- Here and Now track 2
- Complete IPECAC track 36
- IPECAC Picks track 4
- recorded: 1988-10-??
- length: 4:24
- Travis Emmitt - Casio CT-310, cornet | wrote: music
- Jon Friesen - sax
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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
- Here and Now track 5
- Complete IPECAC track 39
- IPECAC Picks track 5
- recorded: 1988-10-??
- other names: Believe It or Not
- length: 5:37
- Travis Emmitt - Casio CT-310, vocals
- Jon Friesen - sax
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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
- Leaping Leper Limousine track 4
- Complete IPECAC track 47
- IPECAC Picks track 6
- recorded: 1988-11-19
- length: 5:54
- Travis Emmitt - Casio CT-310, piano, vocals | wrote: lyrics
- Jon Friesen - sax, fake electric guitar, vocals | wrote: lyrics
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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
- Leaping Leper Limousine track 5
- Complete IPECAC track 48
- IPECAC Picks track 7
- recorded: 1988-11-19
- length: 6:20
- Travis Emmitt - Casio CT-310 (drums), piano | wrote: music
- Jon Friesen - sax, talking
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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
- Catharsis track 1
- Complete IPECAC track 50
- IPECAC Picks track 8
- recorded: 1988-12-23
- length: 3:32
- Travis Emmitt - Casio CT-310, vocals | wrote: music, lyrics
- Jon Friesen - sax
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"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
- Catharsis track 4
- Complete IPECAC track 53
- IPECAC Picks track 9
- recorded: 1988-12-23
- length: 2:09
- Travis Emmitt - Casio CT-310, percussion, vocals
- Jon Friesen - vocals
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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)
- Catharsis track 5
- Complete IPECAC track 54
- IPECAC Picks track 10
- recorded: 1988-12-23
- length: 3:19
- Travis Emmitt - Casio CT-310, vocals | wrote: music
- Jon Friesen - sax, vocals
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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
- 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
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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
- 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
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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
- 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
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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
- Live at Carnegie Hall track 1
- Complete IPECAC track 71
- IPECAC Picks track 14
- recorded: 1990-01-??
- length: 4:41
- Travis Emmitt - Casio HT-6000
- Jon Friesen - sax
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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
- Live at Carnegie Hall track 2
- Complete IPECAC track 72
- IPECAC Picks track 15
- recorded: 1990-01-??
- length: 6:57
- Travis Emmitt - Casio HT-6000
- Jon Friesen - sax, talking
- mp3: download listen locally (flash player)(HTML5 player)
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
- Live at Carnegie Hall track 3
- Complete IPECAC track 73
- IPECAC Picks track 16
- recorded: 1990-01-??
- length: 4:21
- Travis Emmitt - Casio HT-6000, talking
- Jon Friesen - sax
- mp3: download listen locally (flash player)(HTML5 player)
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
- Live at Carnegie Hall track 4
- Complete IPECAC track 74
- IPECAC Picks track 17
- recorded: 1990-01-??
- length: 6:21
- Travis Emmitt - Casio HT-6000 | wrote: music
- Jon Friesen - sax
- mp3: download listen locally (flash player)(HTML5 player)
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.