Demos

by Remember Karen

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released March 12, 2016

guitar/voice: Nick Thacker
guitar: Logan Kelley
bass guitar: Erica Watson
drums: Jessica Groopman

Recorded and mixed by Barak Weinstein in Oakland, CA.

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Track Name: What a Great Time
I found a body on the tracks
and nothing feels different
in my life today
just like yesterday

We’re building our careers
looks like my future’s here
my foot’s a paperwieight
my skin is a lampshade

it’s a lampshade

How inconvenient for you
I heard the bad news
there’s a short delay
going into the tube

What a great time (what a great time) we’ve had here
On a fault line (on a fault line) break off this year
If you’re inclined (if you’re inclined) pull yourself near
What a great time (what a great time) we’ve had here

I found an inkling on the crux
of your faded white t-shirt
it says ‘you are here’
I want to be here with you too

What a great time we’ve had
making demands
I want to drive you home
and draw up a plan

What a great time (what a great time) we’ve had here
On a fault line (on a fault line) break off this year
If you’re inclined (if you’re inclined) pull yourself near
What a great time (what a great time) we’ve had here

Drop a black postcard in my direction
make me the mother of your insurrection
all I want is a cold dark room
I accuse Ted Hughes, I accuse Ted Hughes

Sylvia I’m coming home for the holidays
Sylvia I’m coming home to you
Don’t blow out the pilot light, Don’t blow out the pilot light
I accuse Ted Hughes, I accuse Ted Hughes
Track Name: The Midwest is Boring
I don’t know what I like
about your anarcho-bloc
I don’t know what to say
I can’t function anyway

I haven’t read Capital
It’s too long (too long, too long, too long)
You think you get it
But you’re wrong (you’re wrong, you’re wrong you’re wrong)

What’s your interest in the midwest
I can see from afar
there’s no ocean to tell you
how small you are

there’s no ocean
ambulance chaser
and it makes you such a bore
it makes you such a bore
it makes you such a bore
don’t hate yourself
don’t hate yourself
I’m doing it for you

I was feelin’ real bad
so I spent the day on the floor
cutting up newspapers
I stole from the store

It said nothing to me
about my life
just Market Street schizo
husbands and their wives

What’s your interest in the midwest
I can see from afar
there’s no ocean to tell you
how small you are

I’m not for you or against you
or the things you say
I can’t see you
I don’t know you
and I think that’s ok

Don’t hate yourself
Don’t hate yourself
Don’t hate yourself
i’m doing it for you

I feel like such a bore
I feel like such a bore
I feel like such a bore
I feel like such a bore
Track Name: Going Places
Fall back in a straight line
Do it all on your own time
Industry’s twisting
I really don’t mind

Society’s classless
fleeting glances
ignored by us
without any fuss

Shirttails in the wind
tonic and gin
the answer is this one
the state that I’m in

Make your mind up
get your head down
Make your mind up
electric

I’m done with flying
for the rest of my life
people are dying
TV still-lifes

Black boxes are found
my name is erased
it can only be found
in your outer space

In twelve hundred years
I hope that we’re still here
nuclear logic
circular fears

Make your mind up
get your head down
Make your mind up
electric

The wreckage is safe
we’ll land ship to shore
I’m going home now
would you like a little more

I’ll wear my riot vest
mop up malaise
from Dallas to Oregon
to the golden age

fall shelf to shelf

I wish I weren’t reeling
why can’t we stop feeling
when can we start cleaning
and sweep up the streets

where do we go after dawn
the alarm
after meeting
after fleeting

We’re going underground
Track Name: Tidings of Comfort
red means forward in Berlin
home and homeland are at odds again
stumble through the stacks after work
I don't know you, you look like a jerk

The police are gunning them down
down in the streets

Do you know what Rilke meant when he said what he said:
"I'm sad without reason/malaise is in season again"
I saw the film Wings of Desire
warehouse, industrial, make eyes, inquire

another night another freeway
jump the fence by the bay
another night another freeway
cut the fence by the bay

[an old man walks Potsdammer Platz in black and white]
you touch them, they stultify
destroyer of things
[he stumbles and falls]
Track Name: Economy Island
You and your kind
don't forget to remind yourself
you're doing fine
it would be fine, too
constructing a quantum with you

Show me your insides
show me your insides
I know they're out there
your insides

You make me feel wistful
in a way that I like
american novels, toxic events
what a fright

White noise, sonic gloves
the money we spent
in the black skies above
at your apartment in Stockton
your radio's talkin
eternity's knockin
it won't follow you

wheel your bike down the platform

You're a commodity
in volume one
but the other commodities
they have all the fun

they have all the fun (x∞)