Love it, Don't Choke it to Death

by David Barbe and the Quick Hooks

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  • The Quick Hooks are: Jon Mills, Frank MacDonnell (The Glands), Kyle Spence (Harvey Milk), John Neff (Drive By Truckers). This is the second Ruth Street Records release. Patterson Hood 'Murdering Oscar' beat it to the punch. Recorded at Chase Park Transduction, Athens, GA. www.chaseparktransduction.com

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The Quick Hooks are: Jon Mills, Frank MacDonnell (The Glands), Kyle Spence (Harvey Milk), John Neff (Drive By Truckers). This is the second Ruth Street Records release. Patterson Hood 'Murdering Oscar' beat it to the punch.

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released 02 March 2010
Recorded and mixed at Chase Park Transduction, Athens, GA, by David Barbe. Additional engineering by Drew Vandenberg, Tom Lewis, Thomas Johnson, Billy Bennett and Andy Lemaster. Mastered at Chase Park Transduction by David Barbe and Drew Vandenberg.

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Track Name: The Broadcast Spreader
The broadcast spreader goes around and around
disseminating seeds of malcontent
Unable to discern between poison and manure
Lacking any real motive, she just needs something to do

The broadcast spreader is active
Slinging seeds to who knows where

The distribution of this indiscriminate device
Is neither even nor precise
Like a finely crafted watch that only ticks behind yr back

The broadcast spreader is active
Slinging seeds to who knows where
And what her spawn begets
Is none of here concern
And what becomes of the broadcast spreader
When the job is done
Is the detection of new ground on which to rotate

The turmoil hits a lull and every hand is satisfied
It's time to get creative.
Track Name: In the Weeds
A game is nothing more than a series of individual situations
A game is nothing more than a series of individual confronations
 
So I hope that you don't flake out
Because you're gonna lose every once in a while
But not as much as you might lose otherwise
 
You're always in control
But it's slipping up
It's gonna catch up with you.
 
It might not hurt to let it go
Then again, it might, but you're never gonna know.
 
So I hope that you don't flake out
When you lose every once in a while
We can can crouch down in the weeds
Come up around the back way
Where nobody else is gonna go
 
You're running out of time to play the game you love.
 
Hey, what if you were to say
A little more
A little more than you said last time
We might be able to get along
If you hung around once in a while.
 
Still I hope that you don't flake out
Cause you're gonna win every once in a while
And we can crouch down in the weeds
Come up around the  back way
Where nobody else is gonna go
 
You're running out of time to play the game you love
Track Name: Peel Away
You know it's not to hard to define when the door is open
But the quickness of the light
Doesn't always register "on"
 
Then it shouldn't be so hard to define when the party's over
 
And if it's not too hard to decide when you missed your moment
When it caught you by surprise and then was suddenly gone
 
Then it shouldn't be so hard to define when the party's over
And the crescendo of the night
Has already come and gone
Give up yr ghosts
Let all the petals fall
They're not coming back
Once they peel away
 
It shouldn't  be so hard to decide
That she's the one you wanted
And she's been there all along
While you were lost in a song
 
But the crescendo of the night
Is not all the way gone
Give up yr ghosts
Let all the petals fall
They're not coming back
Once they peel away.
Track Name: When the Miracles are Done
I am the secret you never tell
Splashing in yr wishing well
When yr all alone
I'm coming to you in yr dreams
from either side and in between
Until I'm all you know
 
Conquerors get the garlands
When the miracles are done
You got to get on back home

To what you really wanted
When you were very young
And you could really know
Just where your spirit bonded
With where it wants to go
When there's nobody home

Conquerors get the garlands
When the miracles are done
You got to get on back home

Do you wonder why you keep getting pushed
Time over line
To where you don't want to go?
And do you wonder why you're tested
Line over time
On what you don't want to know?

Conquerors get the garlands
When the miracles are done
You got to get on back home
Track Name: Metal Confines
Why open a can of worms if your bird isn't hungry for that sort of thing?
 
So he can avoid all the wrong things like lying down with dogs and their fleas.
 
What if he doesn't like that?
What if he'd rather wait?
You've got to get it out when you've got to get it out
 
So go to yr pantry
And find the cans
With all the dust
Get an opener
Get it out.
 
It's waiting
To grind its gears together
To puncture the factory seal
To alleviate this vacuum pressure
To expose the things you don't think are real
But nonetheless
Lurk within yr metal confines
Track Name: My Shiny Bird
My shiny bird
With yr skin so blue
And yr eyes so white
From where I'm standing
Yr smile looks like
it was painted on
It probably was,
But I don't care
My shiny bird
Threw down my pick
Went into your house
Said, "I ain't working no more in yr silver mine"
My lungs are so black
But the ore's so sweet
Can't make up my mind
Couldn't do it without you
My shiny bird
Oh, where do you go
When we all leave you alone
If that's all you want
I want to know
Now the great horned owl
Has a job to do
And the morning dove
Has a song to coo
But my shiny bird
Sits on the porch
In perpetual splendor
Doing nothing at all
My shiny bird
Track Name: Blacker Than Blue
I'm standing in line
For what I don't know
I'm hardly alone
At this particular show
But I've been waiting so long
For what I do not know to happen
Heads are bobbing
Fingers are snapping
And it's true
That it's all about you
And you're still more black than blue
I stuck my toe in yr water
I started from your back page
Since everything else around you
Seems to go down that way
But I've been waiting so long
For what I do not know to happen
Heads are bobbing
Fingers are snapping
And it's true
That it's all about you
And you're still more black than blue
I can't  play my zurna tonight
I just can't seem to make any sound go through
It  keeps getting tangled on the line
Over and over and over
I keep losing ground all the time
Just when I think I got it to work, I don't.
And I'm coming around to wondering why
There's nothing I can do about it
I start thinking too much and losing my mind
You might think that I could have figured that out before now
You keep telling me no
I'm asking you why
Is there nothing I can do about it?
Track Name: Mole in the Gutter
I gotta stop building up these walls to avoid thinking about you.
I can't think like this anymore
When I heard what happened
I felt so bad
Like a mole in the gutter
Flushed out by the rain
On a night where we might have regained our consciousness
I gotta stop building up these walls to avoid thinking about you.
It's you.
Can't avoid thinking about you.
Track Name: Better Than Dust
Wherever I roam
I want you there for me
It's true
We were riding through the lining of your mind's shaft
We were unsheathing dusty ex-dreams like a sword
But it's not the dust I was pining for
Wherever I roam
I want you there for me
It's true
The problem with these things you pursue
Is what you learn when it's in yr grasp
And when you find you don't want what it offered
Kill yr pride
Fling it into the past
Now that the stay of execution has expired
For the rose bush that blooms only thorns
Let's rip it up from the position
Where it dwelled so smug and adorned
We're gonna find uprooted soil
But that's not a problem
Since dislocation is better than dust
Wherever I roam
I want you there for me
It's true