Saturday, July 8, 2017

Song #27: Wailing Wall (1988) + BONUS LIVE VIDEO VERSION


Before setting out on the path of revenge, first dig two graves.
-Chinese proverb

The conflict in the Middle East has been raging for as long as I can remember, and certainly hasn't changed much since 1988 when Teddy and I wrote this song. The cycle of violence and counter-violence continues to this day, and our thoughts and prayers continue to go out to the people of this troubled region.



Wailing Wall

deep in the hull of a gypsy plane
aloft in the mind of an airborne crane
onto Babylon

there's some Shiite to my right
on my left there's a man in flight
he just babbles on

meet my connection in Istanbul
where a two engine prop lays me down
to Jerusalem's soul

this ain't Berlin or the great great wall
but where prayers are answered
and I hear the call

I want to see what I believe
walking and a wailing
I want to be where I can feel
walking on a wailing wall

kneeling down three inches away
mumbling words I can't seem to say
it's the price you pay

make a wish and just jot it down
scroll it all up and consider it done
on a Saturday

I left my home my wife my son
searching for answers that might give 
of what's been going on

this ain't Berlin or the other one
but where prayers are answered
and I'm not just here for fun

I want to see what I believe
walking and a wailing
I want to be where I can see
walking on a wailing wall

all alone on this pilgrimage
walking and a wailing
on the verge of a single edge
walking on the wailing wall
that's all

the air is filled with a shofar sound
bringing together the lost and found
i hope it's not too late

divvy the world up in old and new
translate the words from Muslim to Jew 
at the mercy gate

I fought and lost my own six day war
liberated from the inner claw
on a see-saw

pull out the bench lay down the cards
it's time to head home
where ever you are in the end

Britt Bacon: vocals, piano
Alan Morse: guitars, bgs
Teddy Zambetti: drums, bgs
Ritt Henn: bass

Written by Britt Bacon and Teddy Zambetti
©1988

Source: 1/4" analogue tape 30ips

BONUS! 
Here is a live version from 1991. This was the opening song of our set.




Britt Bacon: vocals, guitar

Richy Stano: guitar
Teddy Zambetti: drums
Rick Geragi: percussion
video filmed by Sara Bacon

Saturday, July 1, 2017

Song #26: Card Fever Strikes (1983) + BONUS TRACK


The sound you hear at the very beginning of this song is a manual credit card imprint machine.
Until about 20 years ago, this machine was commonly used by vendors when you "paid" for something with a credit card.
I recorded it using my Sony Walkman
I remember asking a gas station attendant if I could record the sound of the machine, and he kindly complied; "Like this?",  he said. I said, "uh huh".

Time flies even if you're not having fun.  All this seems like it just happened yesterday.

But don't worry kids; in the not too distant future we'll be embarrassed at how crappy our iPhone 5s' were, and reminisce about how we used to drive cars.

One thing that won't go out of style is debt; PIN numbers will just be replaced by DNA markers.



Card Fever Strikes

I was the first one on my block
They said I was worth a million
I got a plastic piece of the rock
The postman said "spend the money"
I'll spend the money

I'm just a normal kind of guy
And there were some things I needed
I bought a Vett to catch her eye
And I'm starting to get conceited

Card fever strikes
Sign your name and you're good as gold
Card fever strikes
Push the limit 'til there's nothing you don't own
Card fever strikes

We flew to lunch in Barbados
And ordered Jamaican bananas
Then caught a late show back on the coast
Next day déjeuner in Atlanta

Card fever strikes
Sign your name and you're good as gold
Card fever strikes
Push the limit 'til there's nothing you don't own
Card fever strikes
Use the phone and you won't leave home
Card fever strikes  

Air card
Rent a card
Gas card
Eat card
Store card
Hotel card
Bank card
Phone card

"Excuse me sir
But I've got to check and see if you card is lost stolen or invalid"

Now I'm on everybody's list
I guess I'm a shinning example
They'll sell me anything I've missed
And there's never a charge for a sample


Britt Bacon: vocals
Ira Ingber: guitars, bass, bgs
Mark Morgan: synths
Pat Mastelotto: drums
Danny Jacob: bgs, guitar
Amy Smith: voiceover

Written by Britt Bacon and Ira Ingber
© 1983

Source: 1/4" analogue tape 30ips


BONUS TRACK!

I came home last year to hear a strange message on my voice-mail, and I couldn't resist putting it to music...

© 2012