SHORT WAVE 
Nick Foster: short wave radio 
Jason Rabb: voice, electric guitar 


i could hear 
dead air 
when i 
tuned in 
tonight 


*Foster is wiggling the BFO knob on a Sangean ATS 818 short wave radio, and occasionally tuning into a radio station. This song used to talk about hearing mustaches, sorry if you liked that part.

teeter

short wave

LOST AN EAR 
Nick Foster: drums, roto-tom, cymbals, pot tops and shovel 
Jason Rabb: voice, electric guitar with alligator clips attached and slide

lyrics:
we left behind poor uncle Leo 
and his piano 
they’re both buried 
out on the prairie 
everyday, everyday’s pioneer day 
it’s a long row to hoe 

gather round the fire and get up close 
nope they don’t float 
but they feel the spirit 
so let’s hear it 

it’s a long, it’s a long 

straggling stampede rations 
they had to eat their saddlebags 
say a prayer for another grave under the fire pit 
stampede rations 
lost an ear 
near Laramie 
straggling 


*plain old Utah pioneer song here.

lost an ear

INNER CHATTER ISORHYTHM 
Nick Foster: drums, roto-tom, rims, pot tops and shovel, voice 
Jason Rabb: voice, electric guitar and thimble

I so ‘m so, I hm’m, so I ‘m so I, hmm 
‘m I so ‘m, so I hm‘m so I, I so, 
I hm'm I, so 'm so, I hm‘m so I, hmm 

I told me so, I hm’m, so I ‘m so I, hmm 
‘m I should’ve, what I mean by that? I 
should’ve 
I hm‘m, why? what should’ve? 
myself told me I, hmm 


*another IT FOOT BOOK CLUB song, this one after Molloy, which sent me into many other readings on Beckett, self talk, and schizophrenia. All that reading and this is what came out of it.

inner chatter isorhrythm

inner chatter isorhythm

PICNIC 
Nick Foster: drums, sandpaper block, shovel, roto-tom, cymbals, shaker 
Jason Rabb: voice, electric guitar with alligator clips attached 

a picnic 
a funeral 
and someone named Pearl 
lived and lived 

a western 
without sidearms 
and rattling pockets 
had earthworm stories to tell 

the wind picked up 
a paper cup 
and she looked up and said 
“i feel a little decapitated” 

i smiled a little 


*this is an old song, this is how we play it these days.

picnic

RACKET 
Nick Foster: muffled drums, lion's roar, rare hi-hat appearance 
Jason Rabb: voice, electric guitar (first half muffled, second half muffle free)


Rah Rah Rah... you rascal 
Hah Hah Hah... on the nose 
categorically stunning, I beg you proceed 

Bravo 
flat out remarkably wonderful, i approve, please continue 


*want to join IT FOOT BOOK CLUB? We all read the same books, but usually not at the same time (by "all", i mean Foster and i). This one came out of reading Invitation to a Beheading (we did read this one at the same time). Blowhards all over the place.

racket

SHAKE ON IT 
Nick Foster: drums, roto-tom, cymbals 
Jason Rabb: voice, electric guitar (forgot to muffle on this one!) 


i want to see your eyelashes 
stop showing me your ashes 
take a breath take a breath 

boy, let’s shake on it 
swear up and down 
and cross out your heart 


*sometimes your friends die.

shake on it

IT RAG 
Nick Foster: drumset played while holding splash cymbal in left hand 
Jason Rabb: voice, muffled electric guitar 


done up in camouflage 
heave-ho go away 
chamomile amo 
barrage, sip, blow-away 

unsportsmanlike life 
go play anyway 
it’s almost life like 
whole hearted hip-hooray 

sportsman 
life like hip 
camo 
almost 
wholehearted 


*based on a solo drumset piece written for Jesse Quebbeman-Turley, or the other way around, i can’t remember. Also for Jelly Roll Morton.

it rag

JUMP ROPE 
Nick Foster: claves, rope drum (floor tom with rope through the head), bass drum, snare (snares off), roto-tom, cymbal on snare, bow 
Jason Rabb: voice, muffled electric guitar 


teeter dead skip kaput 

kick can bucket passed away 
grave play grave 
fossil jump rope everyone gets done for 
play grave play 

comfy mud skip dead meat* 


*this is what it’s like to grow up in Price, UT and have your playground right across the street from the cemetery.

jump rope

HUMOR ME 
Nick Foster: muffled drums, pot tops and shovel, piece of wood, voice 
Jason Rabb: voice, muffled electric guitar with alligator clips attached 


what’s the key to comedy - timing* 

humor me, humor me 
almighty comedy - what? 
what’s so funny? 
please act very concerned about this for me 
did you expect eye contact, did you expect eye contact? really? 
ef off asap 
head down politely, please 

there’s still wreckage - timing 
there’s still wreckage 
did you expect eye contact, did you expect eye contact? srsly? 


*based on a joke told by Jesse Quebbeman-Turley (that was a good one, Jesse). JQT also wrote a piece using Deepak Chopra text. That was a good one too.

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