1998 - LP on My So Called-Records(a division of Smells Like Records)(#013) 1998 - CD and Cass on UNI/GEFFEN/DGC RECORDS Press Release
Contre Le Sexisme Sunday Female Mechanic Now On Duty Wildflower Soul Hoarfrost French Tickler Hits Of Sunshine - (For Allen Ginsberg) Karen Koltrane Ineffable Me, The Snare, Girl Heather Angel contre le sexisme describe the touch, no it's the thought it's warm and yellow and has a ruffle it's warm and yellow and... he's so quiet i forgot he's there and i think here i am. "oh alice, come back he's just a kitten... he's just a kitten" a thousand leaves for your desguise fall on the sky and looking up from down is a sea to realise the leaves are falling up and down up and round. and this is from my heart to you a crazy wind will stir me too and contre de la sexisme i am with you. sunday sunday comes alone again a perfect day for a quiet friend and you - you will set it free i see new morning round yr face everybody sez its another phase and now - now its come to me see the magic in yr eyes i see it come as no surprise and you - you turn yr eyes away yeh you - you turn it all away i guess its true its never too late still i don't know what to do today oh why - can't i set you free will you - do the same for me sunday comes and sunday goes sunday always seems to move so slow to me - her she comes again a perfect ending to a perfect day a perfect ending what can i say to you - lonely sunday friend with you - sunday never ends female mechanic now on duty i wanna shut you down love yr. sight and sound I wanna spin you round. till yr. underground i wanna strip you down till you feel the round i wanna feel your shine i wanna waste some time i wanna paint my face like a model out of place cause im supposed to dare the machine will tear i'll throw up sometime and then you'll be mine i wanna serve you down while my mind is on the ground i wanna move your switch make you go squish my desiring machine yeah it's made pretty clean now i'll turn the dial and i'll put you on the pile modern women cry modern women don't cry cry don't cry you hurt me with your lie touch the fire in the rain and see the children stop they're play and look for shelter in the garden of their make believe and i i believe perfection is a i can see what your going thru but i can't melt my head to what your wisked away to light the bomb a thousand leaves are left to stay and... wildflower soul sing yr children yr children song sing yr child love love is on see thru child eyes eyes are old and old is magic growing see the child lights spinning gold everyday girl they blow away leaves falling to the water wildflowers for you today sing yr birthday yr birthday blues sing yr wild light wildflowers bloom they will not forget you and down/they go to sleep/so slow away/they grow they go i wait/i wait all day sing yr child love love is on sing yr child lights sing yr child lights lights are gold sing yr child life wildflower soul hoarfrost I put my feet deep in the tracks that you made walked behind you off into the wood 'We'll know where when we get there' you said And we both knew we would high above like a spider the colors turning brown freeways passing by us I took yr hadn and we knelt down wheels paddle wheels paddle movement as we go trees passing trees passing signs along the road a view thru the trees to a couple in the snow a view thru the trees to a couple standing in the snow Suddenly the trees were flashing by us Clouds reflecting fast across your eyes We turned into a frozen meadow The wind the only sound 'We'll know where when we get there' you said 'We'll know where when we get there' you said french tickler free time, free time I have got it gonna get me some free time, free time I would spend it forever captivated free time, free time would you tell me the secret of yr arm free time, free time forever fabulistic, blowup, pleasuristic I feel combustible that's my will say it all mille feuille mille feuille mille feuille mille feuille now you better take a deep breath the smell is just the best i'll transform even yr breast you are my new weekend guest I can't believe this could happen to me caught inside someone's knee free time, free time uncovered forever barest endeavor free time, free time if you want me splash me forever free time, free time let it happen the leisure, enchanting free time, free time yr neck is my favorite pleeze don't spare it I feel combustible that's my will, say it all now you better cough up the dough if you want to join the show exotique is not for free spend wisely eternity engine of desire is on the nod don't get stuck without a job free time, free time you have got it gonna get me some free time, free time wandering, fantastic, sparkling demanded free time, free time did I mention that you controll me free time, free time the merest endeavor slightly forever mille feuille mille feuille mille feuille mille feuille hits of sunshine (for allen ginsberg) today i said goodbye to my conflicted goddess her lush eyes show surprise at how we could gather knowledge the painting has a dream where shadow breaks the scene and the colors run off blue is bashful green is my goal yellow girls are running backwards until the nextime with six hits of sunshine the lights will blind us with blues in haiku the shadow has a dream where painters look to sea the colors burn out now i know where i once saw you stepping into muddy water john's reflection decried perfection now you walk him through the garden waiting in the wings painters shade their dreams with falling colors see me wave good bye forever happiness the goddess lover hurry back re member last time the hits of sunshine the hits of goldmine i'll see you back tonite where painters love the light and yellow shadow girls today i say goodbye to my complicious goddess her hushed eyes show surprise at how we captured knowledge i'll see you back tonite where shadows dream of light let's slip on outside Karen Koltrane Karen's moving out out into the sky karen tripos on a cloud Sets down w stars in her eyes She's alone in a room She's deep inside of her mind Karen's leaving for the snow Somewhere to somewhere... blind She cut the silver lining in my soul I was tethered to her for a time are we still together? will she stay forever? (will she stay?... beside... flashlight... Karen stay... etc.) A LOVE SUPREME Karen, yr hanging on the line wraps yr cout tight around Karen, yr eyes are on the prize i'll catch you on the way down the ineffable me cant catch me i'm syntax free i'm preconceived preternaturally i don't invest in what is best your once and for all means shit to me hate translator hate translator hate translator you can't catch me don't mistake her don't misshape her you don't mutate her you can't get me the radical beacon the preverbal season the abstract poetics immediate treason do you remember reductionist lie fundamentalist alibi hate castrater hate castrater hate castrater don't fuck with me don't you break her and don't deflate her don't outdate her or you'll fuck with me its a cushy job a pussy's job a cum junkie's job makes my dick throb feel...ineffable cant catch me i'm syntax free i'm preconceived prehistoricly don't be alarmed don't be alarmed don't be alarmed its only me come back in my arms back in my arms back to my arms the ineffable me snare, girl im here for you cant you see what im doin i bring you news from the kingdom of disciples in ruin behold a child has just been born into a life of secrets sworn hold out yr hands and take these palms ive been given they are wild with beauty faded and they can guide this child to heaven so rest assured and understand how harvest eyes renew your land im here looking for you dear if i could see clear thru all the sun stained stations its all up in the air girl its like a snare girl in all its manifestations im here for you cant you see what im saying i have palms from the ruins where disciples are straying im coming after you with mercy given and your secrets out now youre forgiven im here looking for you dear cant you see clear all these sun stained stations its you under the stairs girl with a snare girl sounding salutations Heather Angel never gonna ya do it a world below heather angel you are somewhere on the show don't you think you would find where to go I want to go dancing on the other side I want to buy a phonograph but the money's gone he bought books and records I don't care about that I just want to be alive and go to the other... I don't want money or books have to decide passive and you were shot in the name of it.. and then you'd see yeh, yeh then you'd see the relationship and walking I see you in the clouds and I fall for I would fall for you I would... forever goodbye, bye goodbye and that is all STOP STOP here we go