THE BLOOD OF A THOUSAND SAVAGES
RINCON LIFE
Who played what:
- º drums: shane kennedy (not pictured)
- ♣ bass guitar, acoustic guitar, backing vocals: aaron gerwien
- ♠ lead and backing vocals, tambourine, piano and piano-related effemera, pedal squeak: bob hoag
the songs were written and produced by bob, too. bob engineered along with aaron and scott marceau. oh, and bob's wife kate engineered one night too.
these songs would not be on the comp were it not for the mind-blowing kindness of Tim Harmon, who went well above and beyond the call.
the blood of a thousand savages
I gave it up for the sake of my family. Put down my gun, and saved the lives of thousands whose heads were in the stars. Now, back in my day, there was no one who could rival me. It's not just my pride; ask all around the industry. My reputation is guilded-free with the carcasses of youth. But I hung up my pen. Took all the heads of my wall. The body count is static - the airwaves are safe. The saucer eyes, screaming through a savage land. I snapped the beasts with the blood of their countrymen. Ten thousand tumors are blossoming to fill my filthy shoes. I gave it up for the sake of my sweet family. Laid down my guns, and saved the lives of thousands whose heads were all up in the stars, just like all of ours used to be. And how much longer can they live just knowing that I'm in the next room, and one of them is next? So I hung up my pen. Took all the heads off my walls. The body count is static - the airwaves are safe. The airwaves are safe.
Rincon life
Oh, the tonic of the ocean and its breezes are waiting with open and fair
golden arms. You snap lightly through the grounds, spend your nights at the
Grove, brushing off Monterey sand. You belong here. (Don't you want to live?)
They've got everything you've ever wanted to make your life complete. Invisible
and at your beckon call to guard and shield from all the world's alarms when
the great city swallows you up. You need to live Rincon Life (don't you want
to live?). Rincon Life. You feel your
heartbeat in the crown of these twenty-two acres, the sparkle of lustre and
life. So gamble onward, under palm fronds and honeydew moonlight, filtered
by frothing pergola. You belong here. They've got everything you ever wanted
to make your life complete. Invisible and at your beckon call to guard and
shield from all the world's alarms when the great city swallows you up. You
need to live Rincon Life (don't you want to live?). Rincon Life. It's life
in its happiest moods, where the smartest of sets will be living it out. Rincon
Life (don't you want to live?).
(lyrics are recalled to the best of my ability and are subject to a .009% margin of error. - Bob)