Where Did She Go

WHEREDID

This is another song about the girl's guardian angels being sad about not being able to communicate with her because the school fucked up her brain (see explanation below).

I think what happened to the girl in this song happens to many of us in the course of our lives. I remember bein' a kid and seein lots and lots of ghosts and bein' able to communicate with spirits sometimes. But all that stuff eventually faded away. I think lots of kids go through this; they start out being able to sense supernatural presences, but the grown ups keep on telling them it's not real. They tell them it's not real so many times that their brains eventually learn to tune out supernatural stuff.

It's too bad. We live in a culture that makes us dumb.

Weird where did she go
This is last week's song if you play it backwards.

The lyrics are:

Where did she go?

We cannot find her on the level it got bad

Ringing singing backwards it’s a thought we had not had

We’re the guardian angels and we miss her very much

Wishing we could see her but we’ve gotten out of touch

One day, I started writing a song about a fucked up school. Then, a few days later, that lawsuit came out, involving those pervy professors in the Dartmouth Department of Psychological and Brain Sciences. I was all, oh, my stars!!! That’s where I got my Ph.D.! Then I finished writing the song about a week later. I thought it was just a song about how the school system fucks up kids, but after I finished writing and recording it, I realized parts of it were about my experiences in that poopy psych department (the unconscious mind works in mysterious ways). In any event, I decided to write an album about a fucked up school in order to process my experiences of having been in that department and how the culture there impacted me. This album ain’t necessarily about Dartmouth, per se. It’s more of a weird, inner exploration where I’m, like, having a fucked up dialogue with my unconscious about my experiences at Dartmouth. Jung used to call that kind of stuff “active imagination.” So far, this album follows the story of a girl, whose guardian angels try to protect her, but often can't find her.

Wug Eesh Did Rehw

WUGEESH1

Here's the next backwards song. The grandpa-ish voice singing makes me think of the guy with the mustache.

Oh, yeah, and check out last week's song if you haven't done so already. The instrumental part sounds like a hangover.

Next Day / Maybe They'll Know How It Might Have Happened

KNOWHOW1

In the song from 2 weeks ago, the main character (see below if you're unfamiliar with this song-series) and her good friend get drunk in the bathroom and decide it would be a good idea to burn the school down. In this song, it's the next day, and the characters wake up with wicked hangovers. In their hung-over state, they realize burning down the school is a really, really, really, really bad idea. Then they feel stupid, like many people with hangovers tend to feel, not only because of drinking too much, but for considering that idear.

Weird know how or next day
This is last week's song if you turn it around backwards.

The lyrics are:

Boring in the pouring morning / Hangovers are forming storming

What was it that we were thinking / on the night of stupid drinking?

We all feel so dumb  /  now the next day’s come

If the teachers caught us burning  / down the school of stupid learning

It would be the dawn of trouble / ashes in the smoke and rubble

We all feel so dumb  /  now the next day’s come

Maybe they’ll know how it might have happened

Things that sound really good to you when you’re drinking with your friends

Become(s) a really nifty plan but the hangover makes it end

How could we be stupid enough to want to burn the whole school down?

It became a bad idea when morning came around

One day, I started writing a song about a fucked up school. Then, a few days later, that lawsuit came out, involving those pervy professors in the Dartmouth Department of Psychological and Brain Sciences. I was all, oh, my stars!!! That’s where I got my Ph.D.! Then I finished writing the song about a week later. I thought it was just a song about how the school system fucks up kids, but after I finished writing and recording it, I realized parts of it were about my experiences in that poopy psych department (the unconscious mind works in mysterious ways). In any event, I decided to write an album about a fucked up school in order to process my experiences of having been in that department and how the culture there impacted me. This album ain’t necessarily about Dartmouth, per se. It’s more of a weird, inner exploration where I’m, like, having a fucked up dialogue with my unconscious about my experiences at Dartmouth. Jung used to call that kind of stuff “active imagination.” So far, this album follows the story of a girl, whose guardian angels try to protect her, but often can't find her.

Backwards Song About a Next-Day

BACKNEXT

This backwards song sounds like a sunrise, and it also sounds sad. That's why I drew that particular picture to illustrate what the song would look like if it were a visual stimulus. This is next week's song if you turned it around backwards. Poopy poopy ones.

Burn It Down

BURNITDN

My Apologies to Linkin Park for this song having the same song title as one of their songs. 

This is a song where the main character (see the teeny tiny print at the bottom if you're not familiar with this series of songs) and her friend(s) drink a bunch of beer in the bathroom. Her really good friend (the dude to the right of her in the picture), in his drunken state, decides that it would be a good idea to burn the school down. She's indecisive for a while; but after gettin' drunk enough, herself, she realizes, wait, that is a good idear!

The part that sez, "drinking singing spirits in the can" could be interpreted as: The alcohol that they're drinking is comprised of singing spirits. Or it could be that the "drinking, singing spirits in the can" are the kids, themselves: They're the spirits who are drinking and singing in the bathroom. Or maybe it's both - maybe the alcohol influenced them to sing because the alcohol (often called "spirits") is singing to them. It's like, singing spirits making the drinking spirits sing because they're drinking the singing spirits and every spirit that drinks singing spirits starts to sing. Regardless, I'd imagine those kids would start singing after drinking because intoxicated people like to sing a lot.

Weird burn it down

Here's last week's song if you turn it around backwards.

The lyrics are:

He said…let’s set the school on fire / Cuz the teachers stuck us in the mire

…our brains got stupid and it’s dire / Then well run away inside a tire

I don’t know…what to think / but it makes me want to drink

I cannot decide / I cannot decide

Oh, fuck did my mind get gone?/ Shrinking in the singing dawn

I got sad today / make it go away

I cannot decide what we should do / And our brains got fried inside the loo

Drinking singing spirits in the can / Sinking, thinking we can kill the man

I don’t know…what to think / but it makes me want to drink

I cannot decide / I cannot decide

Oh, fuck did my mind get gone?/ Shrinking in the singing dawn

I got sad today / make it go away

My friend he said / it’s better to be dead

Than be in the school that got inside our dumb and stupid heads

I don’t know what to think of anything / Maybe he’s right about what it would bring

And my friend is smarter than me / and this end would make us all free

Even if we’re to die on this night / it would bring about a certain sacred singing light

We will dance inside the flames / tell the teachers we’re not tame

Singing in the dawn / with our flame-shirts on

We are burning it all down / Ashes singing in the ground

We’re the burning trees/ and we will be free

Now it's clear
There's no fear
We have beer
There's no fear

We will dance inside the flames / tell the teachers we’re not tame

Singing in the dawn / with our flame-shirts on

We are burning it all down / Ashes singing in the ground

We’re the burning trees/ and we will be free

One day, I started writing a song about a fucked up school. Then, a few days later, that lawsuit came out, involving those pervy professors in the Dartmouth Department of Psychological and Brain Sciences. I was all, oh, my stars!!! That’s where I got my Ph.D.! Then I finished writing the song about a week later. I thought it was just a song about how the school system fucks up kids, but after I finished writing and recording it, I realized parts of it were about my experiences in that poopy psych department (the unconscious mind works in mysterious ways). In any event, I decided to write an album about a fucked up school in order to process my experiences of having been in that department and how the culture there impacted me. This album ain’t necessarily about Dartmouth, per se. It’s more of a weird, inner exploration where I’m, like, having a fucked up dialogue with my unconscious about my experiences at Dartmouth. Jung used to call that kind of stuff “active imagination.” So far, this album follows the story of a girl, whose guardian angels try to protect her, but often can't find her.