Saturday, July 4, 2020

Hang on to your IQ & Flesh Mechanic


Last Saturday I talked to you about two songs with similar lyrics and as I promised, today we continue with another couple of songs. Now dear Soulmates, we go back in time to the beginning of our beloved band to talk about the demos of ๐‘ฏ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’๐’ ๐’•๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐‘ฐ๐‘ธ (1994) and ๐‘ญ๐’๐’†๐’”๐’‰ ๐‘ด๐’†๐’„๐’‰๐’‚๐’๐’Š๐’„ (1995).


Let's start talking about the ๐‘ฏ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’๐’ ๐’•๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐‘ฐ๐‘ธ demo. In contrast to the beautiful acid lullaby - as ๐‘ฉ๐’“๐’Š๐’‚๐’ once referred to it - which appears as the track No. 5 on his debut album ๐‘ท๐’๐’‚๐’„๐’†๐’ƒ๐’ (1996), the ๐‘ฏ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’๐’ ๐’•๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐‘ฐ๐‘ธ demo sounds quite different. It has a rocky and intense melody interspersed with some acoustic guitar touches. The lyrics are no less intense and desperate. Since his first songs ๐‘ฉ๐’“๐’Š๐’‚๐’'s lyrics have had an amazing level. Nevertheless, only the line: "๐‘ฏ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’๐’ ๐’•๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐‘ฐ๐‘ธ, ๐’•๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐‘ฐ๐‘ซ" is what remains of this demo in the version that was included in their first album. The demo was not released officially but we can find it available online. Enjoy listening this wonderful piece of ๐‘ท๐’๐’‚๐’„๐’†๐’ƒ๐’'s history!


๐Ÿ’ซ ๐‡๐š๐ง๐  ๐Ž๐ง ๐“๐จ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ˆ๐ (๐ƒ๐ž๐ฆ๐จ) ๐Ÿ’ซ

๐ŸŽถ ๐‹๐ฒ๐ซ๐ข๐œ๐ฌ ๐ŸŽถ

Tonight
Touch me when our passion's through
That's right
They're all dead I'd hate to miss you
Feeling so much older
Now my body's colder
Tonight
You crush me like I was a boulder

It takes two to piss in faces
Keeps alive but leaves no traces
Trigger shoots like violent chases
In this depth is my oasis

Hang on to your IQ
Hang on to your ID
Hang on to your IQ
And please hang on to me

Tonight
Don't speak my name
Tonight
Let's break the rules of this boring game
Some key morning
And I'll get used to slashing back and choking
Tonight
When you said you loved me you were joking

It takes two to piss in faces
Keeps alive but leaves no traces
Trigger shoots like violent chases
In this depth is my oasis

Hang on to your IQ
Hang on to your ID
Hang on to your IQ
And please hang on to me

Careful not to give your favors
To the lonely housewife neighbors
I had one who one sent me her heart
In a tupperware container
Don't you dare touch my stash
And give me cigarette ash
Nothing tastes as sweet as incest
In this empire of the senses
Singing songs not meant to be sung
Beating like my bleeding heart
Careless slipping of the tongue on
Just another private part
Rabid search for stoned affection
Fights the lust that breeds infection
Meet me at the intersection
Don't forget your fuel injection

•♫•♬• * •♫•♬• * •.¸ ♡ ¸.• * •♫•♬• * •♫•♬•


๐Ÿ”นA year later, in 1995, the band recorded the ๐‘ญ๐’๐’†๐’”๐’‰ ๐‘ด๐’†๐’„๐’‰๐’‚๐’๐’Š๐’„ demo with ๐‘น๐’๐’ƒ๐’†๐’“๐’• ๐‘บ๐’„๐’‰๐’–๐’๐’•๐’›๐’ƒ๐’†๐’“๐’ˆ on drums. The song has a very particular structure and arrangements. It can be noticed that from the beginning the band had its own style and that unique sound that characterizes them and we love so much. As for the lyrics, they were left with the last verse of the ๐‘ฏ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’๐’ ๐’•๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐‘ฐ๐‘ธ demo, although with a few lines less and some different words. The ๐‘ญ๐’๐’†๐’”๐’‰ ๐‘ด๐’†๐’„๐’‰๐’‚๐’๐’Š๐’„ demo was officially released on the ๐‘ป๐’†๐’†๐’๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’† ๐‘จ๐’๐’ˆ๐’”๐’• single in 1996 and later on the 10๐’•๐’‰ ๐’‚๐’๐’๐’Š๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’”๐’‚๐’“๐’š ๐‘ช๐’๐’๐’๐’†๐’„๐’•๐’๐’“๐’” ๐‘ฌ๐’…๐’Š๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ of ๐‘ท๐’๐’‚๐’„๐’†๐’ƒ๐’'s self-titled debut album in 2006. I know many fans of the band loves this song -I'm also one of them-, so let's listen this awesome jewel!


๐Ÿ’ซ ๐…๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ๐ก ๐Œ๐ž๐œ๐ก๐š๐ง๐ข๐œ (๐ƒ๐ž๐ฆ๐จ) ๐Ÿ’ซ

๐ŸŽถ ๐‹๐ฒ๐ซ๐ข๐œ๐ฌ ๐ŸŽถ

He tries to embrace her
she wants him to race her
he needs a laser to get it through her skull
means and lies and hatreds
tears that fall in sequence
cold caress
imprints
conversation growing dull

Says he's a poet
lousy protozoan
and he kisses ass for free
I took a vow of silence
when he tries to talk to me
I just turn on the tv

He tries to impress her, mentally undress her
it takes more to possess her
but in his pocket lies a hole
he's got a thousand talents
charisma by the bagful
aristocratic parents
a rebel with a heart of gold

Says he's a poet
this time he's gonna blow it
'cause he's dancing with his ego
I took a vow of silence
when he reads his work to me
I swallow words like a placebo

He's strutting with your flesh mechanic
gets him in a panic
he's wasting time
'cause everybody is a star in his eyes

Careful not to give your favours
to your lonesome f*cked-up neighbours
I had one who sent me her heart
in a tupperware container
all the movies in my head
they flicker with my bleeding heart
a careless slipping of the tongue
on just another private part

Blatant search for
stoned affection
fights the rust that
breeds infection
meet me at the
intersection
don't forget your
fuel injection

He's strutting with your flesh mechanic
gets him in a panic
he's wasting time
'cause everybody is a star
in his eyes

You think this love is bona fide
you're being taken for a ride
wrap your lip around your head
and slowly blow yourself away.

•♫•♬• * •♫•♬• * •.¸ ♡ ¸.• * •♫•♬• * •♫•♬•

๐Ÿ”น๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜‰๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ "๐‘ฐ ๐’”๐’˜๐’‚๐’๐’๐’๐’˜ ๐’˜๐’๐’“๐’…๐’” ๐’๐’Š๐’Œ๐’† ๐’‚ ๐’‘๐’๐’‚๐’„๐’†๐’ƒ๐’"?
See you the next week with another couple of songs from this series. ๐Ÿ˜‰ Meanwhile, have a happy weekend with us here on the page. Stay safe & positive. Much love!! ๐Ÿ’• ๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ’•


✨⭐ ๐‘ฉ๐’๐’๐’–๐’” ⭐✨



Photo Credits:
Pic 1: Band - shooting of a magazine, photographer unknown / Background - images from Pinterest / edit made by Rita
Pic 2: Mary Scanlon

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