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WiLl WoOd faves

SELF-iSH

2012 (Remastered)

Cotards Solution (Anatta, Dukkha, Anicca) (Remastered)

Mr Capgras Encounters A Secondhand Vanity... (Remastered)

Hand Me My Shovel, I'm Going In! (Remastered)

Self- (Remastered)

The Song With Five Names (Remastered)

Lemon Demon - No Eyed Girl

Dance Fever

Cassandra

Will Wood takes on the perspective of a doomed mouse. Released with a stop-motion animated video by Ivan Fisher-Owen featuring intricate laser cut wood engineering and hand-animated real-world puppets, optical illusions, and animated machinery.


==Lyrics==

I have mapped the cupboards and drawers
Tracked the least-walked spots on the floor
Happy to be home, safe and warm
As shadows by their feet, the odd vanishing treat
Quietly eating while they sleep

So here’s where I’ll be raising my kids
If I can find someone to start a family with
Till then I dream of the day my odds and ends fit
I’ll wake up, there’ll be food on the stove forever
And never want for more

Is there cheese in the great beyond? 
Rinds of parmesan, wine to water, night from dawn
Life gets shorter, teeth grow long
Mind me not and I’ll mind my own, and my mind’s
Not one bite smaller or lesser than yours
Do I belong in “right and wrong?”
Nature, I guess.

One night one flung light through this place
So I run for cover, over under, left the rind out on the plate
Little heart racing and praying “something keep me safe,
I think it saw my face, okay,
One hungry day is nothing, come what may.”

But then winter came inside for three nights 
Left me grinding my teeth between my walls and gripping my dreams tight
Curled up kept my head up and put up the fight
I’ll make it through again. I have before. Come on now, what’s one more?

Is there cheese in the great beyond? 
Rinds of parmesan, wine to water, night from dawn
Life gets shorter, teeth grow long
Mind me not and I’ll mind my own, and my mind’s
Not one bite smaller or lesser than yours
Do I belong in “right and wrong?”
Nature, I guess.


Spring bloomed in the kitchen again
So I crawled out of the wall and squinting
Saw hope on the stovetop just like I’d always imagined it
More than I could eat, my dreams were finally reality
My struggles had a happy ending, they must want to be friends!

My stomach starts to turn, with thirst, why does it hurt?
My just desert is served, dig in.

And so I stumble back to bed
Something’s not quite right. Guess I’ll just go rest my head
Now as I lay me down to sleep
I expect no dreams, and no sweet goodbye to me
Flatline in the morning light. I held on so tight for so long
It’s just not right, let a sigh out as I close my eyes.
Was that all there was to this?
What’s for the best?

Is there cheese in the great beyond? 
What’s the moon made of? Meet me there after I’m gone
Life gets shorter, teeth grow long
Mind me not and I’ll mind my own and my mind
Held the same light as the one in your eyes.

Do I belong in “right and wrong?” 
One dies alone? And why? Don’t know.
Goodbye. So long. 
To mice in homes.

Nature, I guess.
Nature, I guess.
Nature, I guess.

Tomcat Disposables

In lipstick on the mirror, are the lyrics to my obituary
In iambic pentameter, followed parameter, crossing my eyes, dot my T's.
I was delivered holding scissors, I live deliberately, I’m a quitter.
And a winner anyway, cause I never agreed to participate in this game.
Won't follow my dreams cause they all got me waking up screaming
I can’t let them go for me, after all there is no “I” in team.

And I'd rather be normal. Yes, so normal
I suggest that we keep this informal
Cause a normal human being wouldn't need
To pretend to be normal to be normal
Well I guess that's the least that I owe ya.
To be normal in a way I couldn’t be.
C’mon, c’mon, and love me normally

If I could live in third person, well I don’t think life would be much worse than it is
In the current tense, presently, this sentence ending in question marks or dot dot dot…
Is it courageous or escapist to leave the quarantine when you’re contagious?
It may just be a cold, and besides I don’t wanna get old yeah
I drank myself to death to be the afterlife of the party
When the afterparty came, I was rolling in my grave.

And I'd rather be normal. Yes, so normal
I suggest that we keep this informal
Cause a normal human being wouldn't need
To pretend to be normal to be normal
Well I guess that's the least that I owe ya.
To be normal in a way I couldn’t be.
C’mon, c’mon, and love me normally

[Spoken]
Now this is the part of the song where I talk to my audience. I like to tell 'em there's something I want from you hep cats tonight. I want you to look to your left, look to your right, your 12 o'clock, three o'clock, six o'clock, nine o'clock, rock around the clock tonight. And I want you to find those points of no return, those singularities, those event horizons, those burning rings of fire in the beautiful pupils and the beautiful eyes of the beautiful boy, girl, neither, both, or in-between that you brought with you tonight. And I want you to tell 'em how you really feel.

I want you to tell 'em that you love the way that they don't stick out like sore middle fingers. That they crawl their way up the side of the bell curve, stick their flag in the peak, and slide their way back down. I want you to tell them that you love the way that they're not maladaptive, not malcontent, not malignant or maleficent, but rather that you love them exactly the way that everybody else is

I was nothing before so I couldn’t have asked to be born
I'll be nothing again, so what am I between now and then?
Is there nothing to fear? Cause shit's getting weird
So to God who made this man, you better have one hell of a plan.

And I'd rather be normal. Yes, so normal
I suggest that we keep this informal
Cause a normal human being wouldn't need. No.
To pretend to be normal to be normal
Well I guess that's the least that I owe ya.
To be normal in a way I couldn’t be.
C’mon, c’mon, yeah, I said c’mon, yeah.
C’mon, c’mon, yeah, I said c’mon, yeah.
C’mon, c’mon, and love me normally

Love, Me Normally - Hawthorne Theater, Portland, OR

I’ve been feeling lightheaded since I lost enough weight to fit back in my skin.
Flower pedals and feathers tether me to the ground. Pound for pound.
Take my tea with formaldehyde for my feminine side since the day that I died.
While I whittle my bones until I’m brittle. Am I pretty now?
For some reason I find myself lost in what you think of me.
And too confused to choose who I should be. And now you’ve got me thinking

I wish I could be a girl, and that way you’d wish I could be your girlfriend, boyfriend.
Am I pretty enough to lie to?
I wish I could be a girl, and that way you’d wish I could be your girlfriend, boyfriend.
Just little old me in a big, big world. Little old me in a big world. I wish I were a girl.

I’ve been feeling lighthearted since I gained enough weight back to cover my bones.
I get dressed up in shadows one leg at a time – we’re so alike.
‘Cause if the shoe fits, then I won’t try it on. You’ll be walking out early, but the show must go on.
No, I know that I’m wrong. But I love how you’re on my side when I cross the line.
It’s been a point of contention between myself and this body that they stuck me in.
The privilege of being born to be a man. And now you got me thinking

I wish I could be a girl, and that way you’d wish I could be your girlfriend, boyfriend.
Am I pretty enough to lie to?
I wish I could be a girl, and that way you’d wish I could be your girlfriend, boyfriend.
Just little old me in a big, big world. Little old me in a big world. I wish.

Eating your prosthetic meat/meet your anesthetic criteria, pathetic seeing you be copacetic/come acetic.
Say my name like a slur, but I’ve been called worse. I’ve heard it all before, and this isn’t a first.
Let me be the void you fill with taxidermy fingerprints, taxonomize our differences.
I am quantum physics, my witness brings me into existence.

I wish I could be a girl, and that way you’d wish I could be your girlfriend, boyfriend.
Am I pretty enough to love back? No, not yet.
I wish I could be a girl, and really I’d prefer it if you would use I/Me/Myself.
Am I pretty enough? Am I pretty enough to fucking die?
Little old me in a big world? Well I would give you my whole world. Little old me in a big world. I wish.

I wish I could be a girl, and really, I'd prefer it if you would use I/Me/Myself.

I/Me/Myself - City Winery, Atlanta, GA

The Beggar

Why Can't I Have What I Want Any Time That I Want?

Cut / Clap (Cover) - New November 8th, 2025 Mix

So basically I made a song unofficially released it, released it on streaming services, then took the original streaming version down, remastered it, then replaced that remaster, then replaced that remaster. Yeah.

This song’s been through a few updates. Partly because more people keep finding my music, partly because I keep getting better at production, and mostly because I get more embarrassed every time I hear my older mixes.
Originally, this cover was officially release as a part  of my EP Wooden Threads, Izix Externalize, which I took down in March 2025. After that, both Cut / Clap (Cover) and Everything Is a Lot (Cover) were remastered and reuploaded as singles. So those two have significantly better mixes with slightly different formatting, with the third song on that EP being rightfully abandoned.

I first made Cut / Clap on May 24th, 2023, and dropped an early version on an unofficial album called Listenable Cover Songs by Izzy Izix. A second version of that demo ended up on YouTube on (August 1st, 2023). I completely redid that song and released  it again that fall (September 18th, 2023) and that version eventually became the first official release on December 21st, 2023.

Produced and Performed by Izzy Izix
Music and Lyrics by Will Wood
Originally Performed by The Stereosexuals
Released by Acetoxizix

Demo Release: May 24th, 2023
Unofficial Release: August 1st, 2023
First Official Release: December 21st, 2023
1st Remaster: November 19th, 2024
2nd Remaster: April 6th, 2025
Current Remaster (Final Mix): November 8th, 2025

Cut / Clap (Cover)

izzyizix.com

Cut / Clap (The Stereosexuals Cover)

Everything Is a Lot (Will Wood and The Tapeworms Cover)

Music video: https://youtu.be/itNflx3t-AY

All my links https://hyperfollow.com/izzyizix

Songwriting by John Lennon and Paul McCartney.
Performed and mixed by Izzy Izix.
Mastered by Bob Giovannetti at Crystal Pig Studios, Alpha, NJ

Across The Universe

Across the Universe (Tuned to 432hz)

take 3
I have made 3 covers of Bones, 4 if you count the remaster of this one.

Soundcloud Release: 5/6/24
Original Release: 5/31/24
Remixed and Remastered: 6/1/25

AcetoRendixizixitions

Skeleton Appreciation Day in Vestal, NY (Cover)

Skeleton Appreciation Day in Vestal, NY (Bones) - (Cover)

NOTHING HERE IS MADE BY ME, EVERYTHING BELONGS TO WILL WOOD

... Well, Better Than The Alternative (Better Alternative Edit)

Aurora Gory Alice

Here and Now

Jagged Little Pill

Perfect

You Oughta Know

All I Really Want

Madvillainy

Figaro

IGOR

EARFQUAKE

acetoxizix
izzy
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who? i dont know that guy
outside not necessarily getting in