SINFUL,WIND-BORNE

 sinful youth in overdrive
comatose ,but still alive
ugly rumours,wind-borne tell
of pissings in the wishing well
 how we lost our way back there
surfin’ high on pissed off glares
we rode rings around our fears
and couldn’t have asked for more

 endless summers in teenage lust
like rhinoceros on angel-dust
where nothing’s ever happening
suburbia-mon amour
 there was no target we could miss
cruising cool on prejudice
how could we’ve avoided this?
wise men ponder still...

 with the picks off of life’s upper shelf
the only place I found myself was  
poised for flight in a mensroom stall
drenched in alcohol

 and when sun she came peeking through
there wasn’t much more to do
cut our wrists on guilded sins
and closed the door back in
 
not good,not nice,
but we saw through all of their lies
not mean,not scared
but there
 
sinful and wind-borne



tuning (L to H): E B D# G# B D#
personnel: Geb-d
                Snah-all guitars,except
        what Morten F. played on intro-riff
                Bent-voc,b
                O.H.M.- saw
words: Sæther
music: Sæther


«DRUG  THING»

Hmmm..
just for a momennt
for the wink of an eye
just for a heartbeat it was alive
just for an instant
for the moment inbetween
just for a second it was true

keep looking for things to blame
if it makes you content
it’s something you will never tame
or even understand what meant

just for the sake of it
I kept those secrets in my heart
it would only hurt you if you knew
 this isn’t your century
you don’t belong here at all
I need my high to break the fall

blame it on the energy
and you can blame it on the need
it’s not just a «drug thing»
frying the brain trying to stay sane

it’s too much of a part of me
this nondescript lethargy...

blame it on........etc

you can understand the energy
you can understand the need
it’s not just a «drug thing»
frying the brain trying to stay sane (x3)


tuning (L to H): E B D# G# B D#
personnel: Geb-d
                Snah-lead g’s,voc
                Morten F.-some rythm g’s
                Bent-lead voc,b
                Death prod-samples
words: Sæther
music: Sæther


GREENER


 She wore her hair like a rock’n’roll star
with that «wounded bird»-look in her eyes
just another femme fatale on the prowl
 the perfect jaded grin
vacant eyes with the promise of sin
I remember thinking «she’ll go far-
she’ll be a star»

I looked that way but turned around
been down that road before
the hook is baited and the trap is set
waiting for someone greener
greener...

 all of 26
omnipotent with nervous ticks
the etheral cynic
with too much to defend
 I don’t want to play that game
however different,it’s always the same
how could it mean anything
if I force it ,tear it,numb with greed?

I looked that way but turned around
been down that road before
so I’ll head for the ditch instead 
and bide my time
waiting for someone
Greener-and stop wasting time with what could have been
Greener-and just keep searchin’ for the places I’ve never seen
Greener-if I could have my shot anew,Iwould paint it
Greener-and not so hollow ,dull and blue.
Greener....


tuning (L to H): E A D G B E 
personnel: Geb-d
                Snah-lead voc,lead g
                Bent-b,acc g,voc
                morten F.-rythm g,mellotron,voc
words: Sæther
music: Sæther


‘S  NUMBNESS

I only feel my numbness
when I’m touching you
it doesn’t really bother me
but every now and then
I get that feeling again....

love is such a lonely thing
it’s never really shared
to watch us really gets me down
but every now and then
I get that feeling again....

don’t missunderstand me
it’s not for all to know
such numbness could choke anyone
and every now and then 
I get that urge again..
I get that urge
that urge


tuning (L to H): D A D F# A D
personnel: Geb-d
                 Snah-g
                 Morten F.-clavinette,viscount,piano
                 Bent-6-string Danelectro-bass,b,taurus,lead voc
                 Bitten Forsudd & Rolf Yngve Uggen-voc
words: Sæther
music: Sæther


THE  NERVE  TATTOO

It’s just an itch beneath the skin
I can’t get it out or seal it in
I can’t dislodge the need to scratch it
screaming from it’s root
it’s an echo inside my head
a need to say what can’t be said
it’s the nerve tattoo,such a bad rash
spiteful and divine

but thats OK
it doesn’t matter anyway
it’s still those with the least to say
that will be heard...

ah,the elloquence of trash
the persuasiveness of cash
rings true like the whispered lies 
of half-forgotten lullabyes;
designed to please ,
designed to soothe
designed to shift amillion units or two
designed to mean nothing at all
for anyone

but that’s OK.........etc

it’s no misunderstanding
it’s all emptiness and words
I’d cut my veins to paint it as
beautifully meaningless-
picturesque and absurd
....it’s a masterpiece I heard.


tuning (L to H): A E A C# E A
personnel: Geb-d
                 Snah-g’s,voc
                Bent-lead voc,b
                 O.H.M.-violins
                Bitten Forsudd-voc
                Death prod-echoplex
words: Sæther
music: Sæther & Gebhardt


TRUE  MIDDLE

will ask Matt For words when I see him.
In the mean time check out his album
«Grumpy Groovy» out now on the mighty
Stickman label. 



tuning (L to H):  E G E E B D     
personnel: Geb-d
                 Snah-g’s,taurus
                 Bent-acc.g,b
                 Morten  F.-g
                 Matt Burt-voice 
words: Burt
music: Sæther


S . T . G .

Sonic teenage Guinevere,sunbeam-scenequeen
loves her dollhouse livin’
Armani-armoured silver-stallion saints
flock around their prize
high flying producer Day-child trembling
Spahn-ranch rain-king dancing
and the wheel turns
for the Manchild is arissen

omnipothead,killer-god
on the bus ,that buzz
to never,never,never-ever land
too much runny paint to make sense,
too honest liars to eye
Lancelot is choking on the rosemary
only looking back & back & back
back to where the babies blood paint doors ;
teenage Guinevere is no more

«you can’t kill me ,I’m already dead
you can’t catch me,I’ve already fled
you can’t free me , I’m already free
and I’ll change your destiny.
trust in me-
I’ll change your destiny!»

sonic teenage Guinevere  (x4)


tuning (L to H): E B D G A D 
personnel: Geb-d
                 Snah-g
                 Morten F-g (intro/outtro only)
                 Bent-b,acc g,lead voc
                 Death prod-oscillator,teremin,echoplex
                 M. Banto-pandeira
words: Sæther
music: Sæther


MANMOWER

It wouldn’t work,it’s getting stronger
can’t be controlled any longer
theres only guilt,there is no feeling of beauty left
what was so free is getting locked up
emotion-motion is dead stopped
there’s just remorse,there is no hunger,no craving left
but I see what you mean-I wish I was 16

I’m not there ,only choking
it shuts down when I’m toking
on the air,the musky odors of yesterday
only numb,growing colder
don’t need heat to make this solder
feels like I’m rusting from this apathic decay
but I know how it feels to be underneath those heels..

now I’ve got nothing more to say
and I got burned on the way
you drugged me ,fed me ,
took me with you to whereever you’d go;
you swallowed me whole. 


tuning (L to H): E A D G B E 
personnel: Geb-d
                 Snah-acc & el. g
                 Bent-b & fuzz-b,lead voc,acc g.
                 Morten F.-piano,mellotron,vibraphone
words: Sæther
music: Sæther with Ryan


FOOLS GOLD

please come smile with me just one more time,
it won’t get out of hand
keep doing what you’re doing now,
I think I understand.
insight comes so fast sometimes,
with confusion in it’s wake.
I dug and found fools gold again,
but saw through it way too late.
I saw through you way too late
   you weren’t far from me that time..
   not so far from me
   but it’s been dying all this time...

you still mean the world to me
for seconds on end sometimes.
we talked until no more words were left
and the things we did were crimes.
why beautiful turned ugly then,
I still can’t understand-
please look at me just one more time,
I can take it if you can
I can take it if you can
   You weren’t far from me that time
    not so far from me
    but it’s been dying all this time
    
    and now you’re losing me


tuning (L to H): approx  E A D G B E 
personnel: Snah-g,banjo
                 Bent-g,lead voc
words: Sæther
music: Sæther

 
NATHAN DANIEL’S TUNE FROM HAWAII


instrumental


Nathan Daniel was the inventor of the
Danelectro and Silvertone guitars.
When he sold his business in the 60’s,
he moved to Hawaii,and started building sailboats instead.
Around the time that this song was written,he died.
R.I.P.



tuning (L to H): lost in space & time-»something weird»
personnel: Death prod-g’s
words:
music: H. Sten

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