Click on the thumbnail to view a printable cd sleeve.- Title: Post-Ideas
- Artist: Trex
- Timespan: 2007
- Theme: after or future ideas
- Length: 76:41
- Tracks: 11
- Lyrics: 11
- MP3s: 11 play all locally
- Rating: ** [2] (1 rating) rate this album
Track List
| # | title | lyrics | time | download | listen | started | recorded | rating |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1 | Scent of Success | lyrics | 9:29 | download | listen locally | - | 2007-03-20 | ** (1) |
| 2 | 122 Year Old Travis | lyrics | 6:28 | download | listen locally | - | 2007-03-21 | ** (1) |
| 3 | No Stinking Feedback | lyrics | 15:03 | download | listen locally | - | 2007-03-21 | **½ (1) |
| 4 | Stupid Half Chord Blues | lyrics | 9:10 | download | listen locally | - | 2007-03-22 | ** (1) |
| 5 | Same Day False Start | lyrics | 1:20 | download | listen locally | - | 2007-03-22 | * (1) |
| 6 | Same Day Blues | lyrics | 14:29 | download | listen locally | - | 2007-03-22 | ** (1) |
| 7 | Between Now and 01 | lyrics | 5:19 | download | listen locally | - | 2007-03-22 | ** (1) |
| 8 | Bad Idea to Start | lyrics | 1:54 | download | listen locally | - | 2007-03-22 | * (1) |
| 9 | Go Take a Hike | lyrics | 3:29 | download | listen locally | - | 2007-03-22 | ** (1) |
| 10 | Primus Tinnitus | lyrics | 6:51 | download | listen locally | - | 2007-03-22 | ** (1) |
| 11 | CP Nay | lyrics | 3:09 | download | listen locally | - | 2007-03-22 | ** (1) |
| Total | 76:41 | play all locally | album rating: | ** (1) | ||||
Notes
This albums starts right where the previous one (Post-Ides) left off, with more long guitar improvs largely devoid of precision or catchiness.
The title has two meanings, the first of which is "after the ideas", which implies that my ideas had run out. This was becoming an increasingly common theme for me. I felt like Trex was basically just going through the motions, not really breaking any new ground, and eating up lots of tape.
The other meaning is "ideas about post-now", or, less clunkily, "ideas about the future". Several of the songs talk about what life is like in the distant future. They're pretty bleak!
The front cover art is intended to reinforce that bleakness.
Songs
Scent of Success
- Post-Ideas track 1
- recorded: 2007-03-20
- location: Bellingham
- length: 9:29
- Travis Emmitt - electric guitar, vocals
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Long relentless thrash with semi-insightful lyrics. Not very fun musically, but then, what Trex is?
NOTE: I actually recorded this song right after "I Don't Have the Talent", which would have placed it on Post-Ides. For space reasons, I moved it to the next album (Post-Ideas). Sorry about any confusion that arises! (Not that anyone's paying attention...)
Lyrics to "Scent of Success":
talk about diminished returns these tapes just get longer and longer and full of nothing i kinda looked forward at some point to doing the trex with the guitar on it but not anymore because this is awful, this is just plain awful there's nothing here of value this is just a complete waste of time well i guess on the positive side it makes tripecac look more appealing as a project but come on, trex was sort of like my secret weapon you know, my way to just relax, get on the guitar and get on the piano and and just relax a bit you know it kinda let me down, i've let me down god here i am yet again talking about myself is it is it natural for people to talk about themselves when someone else has a success i just and if i have a success are other people gonna start talking about their failures is it only natural if someone has a success do you look at yourself and say gosh, look how far behind i am is that only natural how do you turn it up, away from yourself in a moment like that how do you start actually focusing on the other person's success even the analysis of the nature of selfish introspection at a time of another person's achievement is itself introverted the attention really should be on the other person and on the other person's feelings how does it feel to have a success how does it feel to have a success how does it feel that smell of success how does it feel to have a success how does it smell that scent of success 'cause i wouldn't know 'cause i am stagnating on ??? i wouldn't know because i'm just talking about myself again how would it feel to have a success tell me how does it feel that smell of success and what it buzzing when i play the guitar are my monitors vibrating how does it feel that feeling of success how does it smell that scent of success 'cause i wouldn't know no no i wouldn't know i wouldn't know how does it feel that feeling of success how does it feel that feeling of success i wouldn't know i wouldn't know oh i wouldn't know how does it feel to be basking in success how does it feel to extricate yourself from the mess after all those years of grime and tears how does it feel to finally witness the culmination of all that effort and practice how does it feel to play the right notes how does it feel to get the good rays how does it feel to be witness to your own pride-inducing achievements how does it feel to finally play the chords correctly tell me how does it feel does it feel real does it feel real does it feel real does it feel real does it feel real unreal unreal unreal unreal are you feeling unreal do you feel like a slimy banana peel do you feel like a slimy banana peel how does it feel to witness your own crowning do you feel detached from the throne do you feel suddenly alone do you feel disconnected to the things that mattered right before your success does it feel like the vocals and guitar are not in sync does it feel like the routine is disrupted 'cause it is 'cause it is 'cause it is 'cause it is 'cause it is 'cause it is 'cause it is 'cause it is and then as you continue you begin to wonder does it get any easier when the realization hits home when the realization hits home when the realization hits home when the realization hits home hits you to the bone hits you to the bone hits you to the bone that was awful, man
(c) 2007 Trex
122 Year Old Travis
- Post-Ideas track 2
- recorded: 2007-03-21
- location: Bellingham
- length: 6:28
- Travis Emmitt - electric guitar, vocals
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This sequel to "73 Year Old Travis" doesn't add much. Musically, it's more varied (with actual chord progressions), but it's cheesy, sloppy, and interest-sappingly repetitive.
Lyrics to "122 Year Old Travis":
next day 21 march i don't know why i keep doing this i keep sorta creeping in here, creeping over to the guitar keep picking up the guitar with my creepy fingers keep dialing up those those creepy presets it's creeping you out, ain't it? 21 march 2095 i'm 122 years old today yeah, let's write another song about being old i need to keep this short i think i decided that last time so i'm 122 i still don't know what to do pick up the guitar pick up the guitar pick up the guitar hoo hoo hoo 122 still don't have a plan but i that's ok 'cause i'm a real man and i i can handle indeterminism all right well that was short but it was not sweet let's try it again i'm 122 my guitar playing is through i'm 122 my guitar playing is poo i'm 122 guitar playing is poo i'm 122 i'm 122 guitar playing is poo i'm 122 i only know like 1 1/2 chords ok so you've got to forgive me i mean honestly, i i don't, i don't know how to do anything other that what i'm doing now i'm 122 and i still don't know what to do i'm 122 oh god i really wish i knew another chord or 2 i'm 122 i wish i knew another chord or 2 122 i wish i knew another chord or 2 i'm 122 i wish i knew another chord or 2 122 and i'm inconsistent too 122 oh yeah that sounds really i'm 122 this sounds laborious too 122 guitar playing is poo 122 my guitar playing is poo 122 guitar playing is poo i'm 122 my guitar playing is poo i'm 122 my guitar playing is poo that was horrible
(c) 2007 Trex
No Stinking Feedback
- Post-Ideas track 3
- recorded: 2007-03-21
- location: Bellingham
- length: 15:03
- Travis Emmitt - electric guitar, vocals
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This long improv is pretty catchy in parts, and funny too. It goes on a little long, though. I don't know what inspired the lyrics.
The ending returns to the "122 Year Old Travis" idea.
Lyrics to "No Stinking Feedback":
ok hopefully this is the last song of the day 21st of march i call this song: i don't need no stinking feedback just give me my feet back so i was in a war and they shot my feet off a bomb blew up, blew my feet off so i was in a war and a bomb blew my foot off driving through the desert in a jeep jeep jeep driving through the desert in a jeep jeep jeep i was driving through the desert in a jeep jeep jeep i was driving through the desert in a jeep jeep jeep and somebody had made the tires real cheap i was driving through the desert in a jeep jeep jeep i was driving through the desert in a jeep jeep jeep i was driving through the desert in a jeep jeep jeep and somebody had made the tires real cheap driving through the desert in a jeep jeep jeep and all of a sudden a kangaroo began to leap driving through the desert in a jeep jeep jeep driving through the desert in a jeep jeep jeep someone had made the tires too cheap one exploded and suddenly my feet detached from me i don't need no stinking feedback just just gimme my feet back i don't need no stinking feedback just gimme my feet back driving through the desert in a jeep jeep jeep i was driving through the desert in my jeep jeep jeep but the tires were cheap i hit a pothole and began to fly suddenly a cactus struck me in the eye suddenly a cactus hit me in the head laying on the ground, thinking i was dead driving in the desert in my jeep jeep jeep here i lay in the grass, in the grass i didn't know grass was in the desert you should have planned this a little bit nicer i can't help it, i'm mentally deranged that's what you get for driving in the open range we were driving in the desert in my jeep jeep jeep from look out the brakes were cheap we struck a rock and my head began to bleed off my came my feet below the knees driving in the desert in a jeep jeep jeep and now an ambulance comes and starts to beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep goes the ambulance and i was thinking ambulances are not supposed to beep they're supposed to wail, you know the siren it wails what's this beeping i was thinking as my blood drained into the sand then i realized this is not am ambulance, it's just a dune buggy driving in the desert in a dune buggy they carry me to the hospital driving in the desert in a dune buggy but guess what; it's brakes were cheap flying through the air towards the big cactus oh great another mess this time my arms they both came off got to the hospital almost dead and they said good thing you didn't lose your head but here are you legs; you can have them when you leave and here's your arms, below your sleeve here's your backpack to put your body parts inside aren't you glad that you're alive so here i am playing guitar my arms are iron bars my feet they just do not exist i have these oozing cysts where my ankles would be all because of that cheap jeep driving through the desert in a jeep jeep jeep and now my blood begins to seep through the oozing sores where my ankles were well at least i can play the guiterr so here's the chorus which is not in any way catchy or memorable but i stated it as the chorus when i defined this song's title i don't need no stinking feedback i just wish i had my feet back i don't need no stinking feedback i just wish i had my feet back everybody now i don't wish i had my feet back just give me the stinking feedback i don't wish i had my feed bag i just want my iv back just give me my stinky iv back everybody let's mess up the vocals [scat] i don't want no stinking feedback i just wish i could have my feet back don't want no stinking feedback i just want to have my stinky feet back don't want no stinking feedback i just want to have my stinky feet back don't want no stinking feedback i just want to have my stinky feet back don't want no stinking feedback i just want to have my stinky feet back don't want no stinking feedback i just want to have my stinky feet back and hopefully someday thanks to prosthetics i will and i'll go for a walk with my brand new plastic feet i will look out at the trees and i will say hey little trees you're cutie little trees i like you little trees i wish i could feel the breeze in my hair as i zoom along i wish i could take a ride that's right, i wish i could take a ride i wish i could take a ride like the old days through the sands and plants and dunes i wish i could take a ride like the old days i wish i could just fly through the air like the old days fly through the air like the old days fly through the air like the old days on my jeep that's right i take my plastic feet get into the jeep invite a couple friends who don't know me who don't know the way i drive who don't know my tendency to buy cheap cars and i say hey guys, wanna go for a ride to celebrate my new prostheses? and they say: sure, we're glad to to uh humor you 'cause you're so pathetic and i say: i'll pretend i didn't hear that and they say: no no no you're pathetic we admire your courage at getting back behind the wheel after all those horrible accidents you had and i say well, i don't remember any accidents you know, i think that last one gave me a little bit of amnesia and they say: well, if you have amnesia how do you remember so fondly those instances of flying through the air in your jeep jeep jeep and i say: i don't know, selective amnesia like when you lose a limb sometimes you can feel it tickle even though it's not there they say: i don't know what you're talking about boy we haven't lost any stinking limbs because we buy imported cars we don't buy any cheap american made cars everybody knows american made cars went downhill in the 2050s yeah i see, it's 2094 now, 2095 122 years old today got my brand new limbs and i'm about to take a drive drive through the desert in my jeep jeep jeep i hope this car ain't too cheap driving through the desert in my jeep jeep jeep i can, i bet you know where this story's gonna go this story's gonna go it's going the same day my legs did so many years ago pardon me for only playing a couple chords i just, it's all i can do with these iron bars they might have been able to make prostheses for the feet but my hands are still iron bars i look like i belong on mars anyway i better wind this up so i put my foot on the gas say hey friends, you better hold on 'cause i'm a mean driver and they said: uh-oh do you even remember how to drive? you've been in a coma for 20 years i said: well, i think i do so i step on the gas and we zoom and we zoom and we zoom and we zoom and we zoom and we zoom and we zoom and we zoom and we zoom and we zoom and and we zoom zoom through the desert in my jeep jeep jeep i hope it ain't too cheap zooming through the desert in my jeep jeep jeep jeep jeep jeep jeep jeep i put my foot on the gas foot on the gas and they say: hey boy you're going too fast slow down, slow down, look out for that cactus and i said: no, this is what i want driving through the desert in a jeep jeep jeep who cares if the car is cheap the driving is fast and the air is flying suddenly we are dying 'cause instead of hitting something what happened is we got carbon monoxide poisoning because i forgot to open the garage door ba-dum-dum that's what happens when you get alzheimers
(c) 2007 Trex
Stupid Half Chord Blues
- Post-Ideas track 4
- recorded: 2007-03-22
- location: Bellingham
- length: 9:10
- Travis Emmitt - electric guitar, vocals
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This wah-infested "blues" has sloppy, annoying music and really dumb lyrics. Blech.
Lyrics to "Stupid Half Chord Blues":
today is 22 march 3060 can you hear that wah-wah effect? i want, i want you to be able to hear it but i don't want to blast it ok [scat] uh i'm not very talented, am i the proof is in the plodding but i am persistent oh i give up ha ha ha just kidding some people know more than 1 chord some people know more than 1 chord but i, i can get by with 1 some people know 2 chords some people know 2 chords but can get by with 1 at least that's what i tell myself when i'm having fun got 1 chord on guitar and my chord is as old as my car i only know e major and a couple power chords for dessert oh baby i can get by with only 1 chord but can you i can get by with only 1 chord and you need 2 i can get by with 1 chord and in fact i will even give you half of that 1 back i can play with half a chord and i can do ok i can just take a couple notes and bake a musical cake i don't call it talent just enthusiasm just take a couple fingers and you can induce and eargasm it's ??? on guitar and it's ??? it's just a little black figures with flags and rests and oh so fun so what happens if you kick on the tires of the same 2 notes playing over and over again we all know that tripecac and trex can be boring fortunately my stamina is not infimate fortunately i cannot play forever fortunately my voice has limits fortunately i get bored too that was my song and i call it the stupid half chord blues
(c) 2007 Trex
Same Day False Start
- Post-Ideas track 5
- recorded: 2007-03-22
- location: Bellingham
- length: 1:20
- Travis Emmitt - electric guitar, vocals
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I think I was trying to play too fast for my ability level.
Lyrics to "Same Day False Start":
this is my next song, same day it's called the same day blues i get up on the same day every day i get up on the same day and i must play you ask me if i wanna get up and i just say as long as you shut up no, that was a false start if i actually have mp3ify it call that one like um same day false start or something 'cause that's not the real thing i had to unplug the guitar just now because the cord's tangled; i think i walked in circles and what i probably do is walk in the same direction each time so the cord gets tangled and tangled and tangled now, normally this would be a very disappointing experience to have to do this technical adjustment while the tape recorder is running but fortunately in our circumstances there's something called trex and trex means any minute on this tape or cd or mp3 in which there is silence that's a golden minute; be thankful for the silent minutes all right here we go, i'm plugging in now we're gonna commence with the song the false start unfortunately doesn't sound anything like the real song the real song sounds much worse
(c) 2007 Trex
Same Day Blues
- Post-Ideas track 6
- recorded: 2007-03-22
- location: Bellingham
- length: 14:29
- Travis Emmitt - electric guitar, vocals
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Lame not-so-bluesy yuckiness. The lyrics are mostly making fun of rednecks. The music is mostly horrible.
Lyrics to "Same Day Blues":
here we go, it's called the same day blues so i got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning and i felt like taste buds were in mourning but i got up when my alarm called me i got out of bed like a soldier in the army i got up and now i'm sitting down and i'm a wearing a frown 'cause everybody knows if you try to play 2 blues in one day you get down, you get down and i'm not saying that in a dancy way you get down, you get down, you get down, you get the gun down you get the noose down you get down, you get down, you get down, you get down you get the pills down you get the moose down you get down, you get down, you get down, you get down you get shotgun you get shotgun wedding photographs out and you cry about the hick that you married with the big belly in the wedding photographs you get down, you get down, you get a bud from the fridge your redneck fridge is full of bud and twinkies you get down, you shoot yourself with an iv that you stole from the guinea pig laboratory in the college that you visited when you played football for the high school but now you're just a big fat redneck you get down, you get down, you get down you're a loser; there is wiping away that L you get down, you get down, you get down, you get down but you ??? pulling out your ??? the guitar you get down, you get down, you get down, you get down you don't know how how how how how far you're going down you're going down, you're going down, you're going down you grab a butterfinger from the shelf and the noose and wrap it round you wrap it round, you wrap it round, you wrap it round, you wrap it round you're going down you fat redneck and your 135 ??? you're going down, you're going down, you're going down, you're going down take your bud you fat redneck and your photographs, your noose you're going down, you're going down, you're going down, you're going down grab your noose, grab your bud grab your noose, grab your bud, grab your noose, grab your bud grab your gun and your redneck dog slash wife 'cause it's time to end your life that's how it feels when you sing 2 blues in one day you gotta do something cheery so you blow your brains away that's called the same day blues that's called the same day blues that's what i call the same day blues well back to the story so you are going down you're going down, you're going down, you're going down, you're going down oh back to the story you're going down, you're going down, you're going down, you're going down well about half past 9 you pass out on the couch, on the couch, on the couch and your hick wife dog whatever sister comes back home and sees you in your slouch she says, billy bob, get up from the couch get your butt off of the couch get your butt up right now and you just let a little bit of drool slide out of your mouth out of your mouth and your redneck hick dog sister she grabs the drool with her tongue and she sucks it yum yum yum because everybody knows that it's a crime to let go the bud to the floor drink drink drink that beer-soaked saliva drink drink drink that beer-soaked saliva gotta drink drink drink ??? beer-soaked saliva and you know if there was a way to recycle the alcohol in urine a redneck would've invented it no offence to all those rednecks out there all those rednecks who think that bud grows on trees and i'm not talking about the bc bud i'm talking about the bottled bud or even worse the canned bud or even worse the bud in plastic cups with college football insignia on them that's the lowest form of bud so you're going down and you're slouching to the ground so your redneck slash dog slash rife, wife ah she comes to, she says: don't end your life fortunately you passed out before you could tighten the noose around your head also, being a redneck, you don't even know how to tie a noose all you really had was a granny knotted shoelace and as for your gun, you call that a gun? that was a squirt gun full of your bud which you and your brother slash husband slash wife had been squirting into your mouths last week but you forgot where you had placed that bud slash gun if it hadn't been knocked in your stupor under the couch it drove you about it drove you nuts for about 2 days to find that gun that you were too drunk when you woke up to remember where it had gone you know if a redneck could invent alcohol proprioception he would i'm not talking about contraception; i'm talking about proprioception the knowledge of where body parts lie 'cause to a redneck a can of bud is an extension of the soul it's an extension of the soul speaking of souls your redneck sister slash dog slash wife slash brother slash brother-in-law slash son slash siamese twin says: hey boy, you've been drinking long time i'm thinking with all your driking you be stinking you be better going to church this morning you've gotta save your soul save your soul with the jesus lord christ yes that's right, let jesus lord christ on your side the beloved father slash brother slash wife slash dog slash brother-in-law slash brother slash siamese twin slash schitzophrenic double personality slash budweider get that bud jesus christ on your side and redeem yourself from the awful sins you have perpetrated today not to mention last week when you broke into the 7/11 and stole a slurpie machine and tried to, tried to put all your budweiser through the slurpie machine to make it a slurpie slash bud 'cause everybody knows that beer and ice don't get along so well when you've got the power unplugged the power's unplugged because you've got your electric guitar plugged into all the outlets at once you've got this awful noise emanating from the guitar everyone's half deaf in the neighborhood 'cause everybody knows that rednecks besides drinking and comparing cars and saying sweet nothing to their brother slash wife slash sister slash father slash mother slash ex-wife slash ex-schitzophrenic self besides saying that stuff to them rednecks have a special ability especially those rednecks from west virginia slash finland slash germany the special ability to play guitar a unique ability to play freebird at will at the age of 1 1/2 the unique ability to forget how to play freebird the very next day fortunately, unfortunately for the next 25,30 years the redneck forgets to unplug the guitar from the side of the house so the only available power outlet is the refrigerator in which the redneck keeps his budweiser and his cool whip and the jello from last year some batteries to put in wife's massager and of course the gerbil he found in the back yard and the little girl he found in the front yard who refused to be quiet she kept trying to offer those stupid girl scout cookies you know the ones which taste good but they unfortunately cost money so he chopped up the girlfriend and the girl scout, put them in fridge because he's terminally depressed from playing too many blues as a 1 1/2 year old he played freebird that day and 2 more blues the next 25-30 years he was chronically depressed 'cause that's what happens when a redneck plays the blues plays the blues and then pukes on his shoes
(c) 2007 Trex
Between Now and 01
- Post-Ideas track 7
- recorded: 2007-03-22
- location: Bellingham
- length: 5:19
- Travis Emmitt - electric guitar, vocals
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It ended up being almost 2 years until I digitized this (and the rest of the unprocessed Trex tapes).
The music is okay, much more jangly and strummy than usual. It's not too bad. This song ended the tape, but I continued recording that day on the next tape; see the next album.
I think "01" refers to binary.
Lyrics to "Between Now and 01":
all right, i'm gonna grace you with 1 more song hopefully it won't be that long trex has really slid, hasn't it? you know, i'm curious what month it will be when i actually put these on the computer it's march 22nd now 2 or 3 albums a month can get digized and i've got at least 20, 30 to go before i can catch up with um with what i'm doing right now so it might be like half a year or a year until this actually goes on the computer will i record better songs than this one in the meantime this is called: all the songs between now and when i digitize but i've got to think of a shorter title i'll just call it: between now and 01 all the songs between now and 01 will they be any fun all the songs between now and 01 will they be fun for me will they be fun for you and for the next door neighbors too god, why can't i play anything correctly it's supposed to be a g will they be fun for everyone of us will they be fun for everyone of us i don't think that's a g will they be fun will they be fun will they be fun will they be fun will there smiles in the sun as i listen to the songs will i be proud of them or will they be a black spot on my conscience on my fine memory will they make me wish i gave up music and grammaries will they make me wish hey here comes the ups guy hopefully he will leave a package and not knock too now let's see if he leaves bare-handed after all 'cause if he heard my playing i will feel like a goofball yes he's leaving bare-handed unfortunately at that time i messed up the chord but that's ok; at least he left my package by the door anyway the big question is will i improve at all ??? between now and this fall so the big question is will trex improve or will it continue to be more like a bowel move will it continue to annoy everyone and how about tripecac; will it become more fun i think i'm running on time on this tape it's time for me to say goodbye today i'm gonna work on tripecac now i'm gonna cross my fingers with trex i'm gonna work on tripecac now someday i'll be back i'm gonna work with the tripecac now say bye bye to trex for a while hopefully i won't pick up the guitar tomorrow goodbye goodbye goodbye goodbye
(c) 2007 Trex
Bad Idea to Start
- Post-Ideas track 8
- recorded: 2007-03-22
- location: Bellingham
- length: 1:54
- Travis Emmitt - electric guitar, vocals
- mp3: download listen locally (flash player)(HTML5 player)
Decent strumming, dumb lyrics.
Lyrics to "Bad Idea to Start":
22nd of march 2007 i don't know if this is a good idea but i'm gonna start this tape right after finishing the last one with the same chord pattern i had it's probably a bad idea i'm gonna try to keep it short though but i've said that before i actually forget what i was playing; i was playing something like this it's probably a bad idea to repeat the same thing again it's probably a bad idea to just start another tape when i just had to struggle to fill the last one not that i'm saying it was difficult to fill the entire 120 minutes with guitar and vocals i'm just saying i had to struggle to put anything useful on the last one it was devoid of catchiness, devoid of meaning, it lacked heart you know, it was like heart minus the h plus f it was a heart minus the h and plus the f it was a heart minus the h and plus the f oh, i told you it was a bad idea for me to start playing
(c) 2007 Trex
Go Take a Hike
- Post-Ideas track 9
- recorded: 2007-03-22
- location: Bellingham
- length: 3:29
- Travis Emmitt - electric guitar, vocals
- mp3: download listen locally (flash player)(HTML5 player)
More strumming, and neat echo, with decent improvised lyrics once they kick in. Very repetitive, though. I think it was too fast for my meager ability level.
Lyrics to "Go Take a Hike":
get outta the fridge get outta the fridge get outta the fridge get onto the bike go take a hike everyone eats too much everyone fights too much everybody weighs too much everybody stinks too much go take a hike go take a hike you gotta go take a hike you gotta go take a hike hop on a bike get outta the fridge hop on a bike get outta the fridge hop on a bike go find your ridge hop on a bike get outta the fridge everybody watches tv everybody has to pee from drinking too much of that beer [scat] everybody got a belly everybody got a gut everybody got a big butt everybody got a big butt go take a hike you gotta go take a hike or hop on a bike just find a sport you like everybody got a temper everybody got ruffled feathers everybody got a gut everybody got a big butt you gotta go take a hike you gotta go take a hike find a path you like and explore it with your bike you gotta go take a hike you gotta go take a hike make it a long hike make it a song and bike singing a song on a hike singing a song on a hike singing a song on a hike singing a song on a hike everybody got a big butt everybody got a big butt diminished returns that's what i get too many verses
(c) 2007 Trex
Primus Tinnitus
- Post-Ideas track 10
- recorded: 2007-03-22
- location: Bellingham
- length: 6:51
- Travis Emmitt - electric guitar, vocals
- mp3: download listen locally (flash player)(HTML5 player)
Very choppy, almost like Primus. Without the skill, of course. To fully appreciate this music, you need to listen to it on headphones with the volume cranked up REALLY LOUD!!!
Note that I was becoming increasingly aware of (and frustrated with) my tendency to keep playing "one more song" way past the point of inspiration.
Lyrics to "Primus Tinnitus":
all right last thing but i've said this before; i've said this like some people can't resist food; i can't resist playing music get the guitar away from my eardrum my eardrum is popping; it, that doesn't sound so much like fun i'm getting tinitus from the large amps that we have to play in front of it's not fun anymore, it's not fun anymore why do i have to stand in front of you on the stage? can't i be back in back? back in back oh yeah why do i have to subject my eardrums to the roar to be honest, these amps are not fun anymore to be honest, this noise is not fun anymore when i was younger i thought that playing loud was cool then again, i thought it was neat to be always skipping school it's just not fun anymore why do i have to be in front of those amps all the time? my ears are aching and my brain is hurting all the time hurting all the time hearing things all the time i'm hearing things all the time and now that i am 40 years old i can barely hear the doorbell chuming at me i can barely hear the doorbell screaming at me i can barely hear the postman treading on my porch leaving a package for me; i wonder what it is but i'm deaf, you know, and i cannot enjoy the music i did as a kid i'm deaf now because of all that loud playing that we did i turned up the amp i turned up the drums i poured on the noise to 11 and that is why i will be deaf by the time i go to heaven that's why i will be completely deaf by the time i go to heaven because of 11 because of 11 because of 11 so there we were on stage in our last concert ever the guitars were roared and the drums were pounding the people were screaming, well, at another band because there were actually 2 bands up on stage at the same time trying to outplay each other the first band was a punk band and i admit they were kinda good my band was actually just some guys from my neighborhood we had tamborines and harmonicas and every once in a while we broke into a chorus of kazoos the punksters did not appreciate when we went on stage i think that's about the time the battle began to rage between the other band and us between the audience and us between the concert promoters and us between the other musicians and the audience and the critics and even the roadies and the roadie's groupies and our own parents and us ok so we weren't really a real band but we felt really important as we snuck up on stage in our knee-high ring socks and our band uniforms and we played with great alacrity with great elacratoy with great elacratoy with great elactratoy with great elacratoy
(c) 2007 Trex
CP Nay
- Post-Ideas track 11
- recorded: 2007-03-22
- location: Bellingham
- length: 3:09
- Travis Emmitt - korg triton, electric guitar, vocals
- mp3: download listen locally (flash player)(HTML5 player)
This takes an early version of the Tripecac song "CP Yay" and adds lame guitar to it. Yuck! You can tell I was distracted, because I say "IPECAC burner" instead of "Tripecac burner".
Lyrics to "CP Nay":
what should i do? turn off the tape recorder? no, i'll do something a little bit different time it'll only last a couple seconds ok, i promise, but here's the idea never on trex do you actually hear the triton, never the triton is complete separate from trex so let's just funk things up a bit by letting you actually hear what i'm working on on tripecac now obviously i'm doubting that this is gonna go on an mp3 and that's just a couple seconds this is what's currently on the ipecac burner ok, don't laugh, it's called cp yay, c p y a y ready, here we go gratuitous guitar gratuitous lack of communication between the guitarist and the this is why i don't play guitar in tripecac well i'm sorry that was a little bit longer than a couple of seconds i'll cut it off i'm sorry, that was just a waste of time, like everything else
(c) 2007 Trex