Garrett (garote) wrote,

On the drive home...

... from Santa Cruz, I played the entire "Space Donut" album, from beginning to end. I can't believe it's been three years since we puked an album out.

I laughed out loud in a few bits. I even unconsciously began to sing along to ">HELLO SAILOR". I was surprised ... I didn't expect to enjoy it so much.

Listening all the way through "Weenie Roast" is hard. I always get beaten down by "Obey Monkey". On "Blood Sausage" I always give up after "Beatings". The only way for me to get through "Creeping Banana" is to skip "Ape Thirlwell Asstravaganza", which is a dirge (I hate my own singing on it), and fast-forward through the title track. Even then I usually crap out after "Blip In Space".

Yep, I have to go all the way back to "Real Butter" to find an album that I can listen to, with pleasure, all the way through. That album has a rowdy, belligerent feel to it that says, "we find this hilarious, even if you don't, so NYEEEAH".

But yeah, that was ten years ago. Space donut has a different feel. It says, "now we're all freaking professionals, and the burps are wearing suits, and the farts smell like money".

I think this time around we'll take the fidelity back down a notch.

Last year's studio work happened to coincide with one of the worst periods of my adult life. I was sick, terrified, and miserable. The followup, this year, will be different. It's time to take the gloves off again and get rowdy. Time to drag monkyey myayehyem back out of the pit and give it a brand new silver tux. And then set it on fire.
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