Faux Support Crew,
Let me thank you for being here reading this presently.
It means a lot.
And thanks for continuing to listen to these tunes.
The song that I am adding to the “Mixed Up Files” today is called “Lost My Head.”
Listen to it here as an mp3:
Listen to it as a wav in this here Bandcamp player:
This song was recorded using a very hot microphone
back in 1997 on my beloved Tascam 4 track machine.I mixed this song onto a Maxell tape (along with a bunch of others at the time) and gave the mixtape to my crush at the time, Mel.
The mixtape was called “A Lo-Fi Valentine.”
She later surprised me by having the tape I’d given her digitized and gifted me a CD version of these songs.
That is the version I’m sharing today, though I did go in and clean it up a bit in Adobe Audition.
I remember beginning to write this song in the back of the van when Steel Shank was on tour.
We were driving around Washington DC and I was obssessing on the main riff in the back seat.
I couldn’t stop playing it.
When we got back to Minneapolis, I cranked out several demos of this song, trying to shape it nice.
Eventually, we got into the studio to record this song with Mike Wisti
, but it didn’t get released under the Steel Shank banner, because Steel Shank broke up and then morphed into my next rock performance group, The Spring Collection.
So did I really lose my head?
And if, as I keep insisting in the song, “that I don’t want to talk about it,” why do I want to “talk about it” now?
What you talkin’ ‘bout Willis?
I remember finishing college in 1991 and being pretty sure that I was going to die.
The AIDS epidemic was a very real thing, and I’d been compelled to visit a free clinic following a broken condom incident in ‘87.
A friend from work died of AIDS. One of my best friends nearly died in a bike accident and wound up with a life-altering head injury.
People were dying for real!
Surely death was coming for me.
Surely I deserved to die.
Surely I was a bad person.
What a wild motivator fear of death can be.
In the van photo above, I am about to embark on a road trip after telling my boss I needed to get away for a while.
I never went back.
I remain your humble servant,
OX&C,
Faux Jean
Here are the Lyrics:
LOST MY HEAD
I lost my head but I don't want to talk about it
I lost my way but I don't want to discuss it
You're hanging around and you're making my life a mess
And everyone is an accomplice
I don't expect from you
I don't expect a thing
All I know is I don't want to talk about it
Let's not talk about it (gibberish)
I lost my head but I don't want to talk about it
I look at the wall and I just want to shout at it
You tell me to do this and I just want to quit it
You tell me I'm a malcontent just a little misfit
I don't expect from you
I don't want a thing
Maybe some peace and quiet
A couple of other things
All I know is I don't want to talk about it
Let's not talk about it
I don't want to talk about it
I lost my head but I don't want to talk about it
I lost my way but I don't want to discuss it
You're hanging around and you're making my life a mess
And everyone is an accomplice
I don't expect from you
I don't want a thing
Maybe some peace and quiet
A couple of other things
All I know is I don't want to talk about it
Let's not talk about it
I don't want to eat
I don't want to sleep
I don't want to talk about it
We should talk about it
What you talkin' 'bout Willis?
I am determined to get this newsletter out before I have to pick up the kids from school and so apologize if it seems a little rushed at the end.
And buzzy guitars plugged directly into the machine!
I gave her this tape thinking it might make her like me more.
Of Albatross Studios / Rank Strangers / Veto Records fame.
Therapy helps.