52 Week Song Cycle #44
Motorcade (c) 2010 Mattroi Berger
Brandon Uranowitz is back in town, which means my mind is back to the project we’re preparing together - a bare bones, 3-piece rock outfit. Voice, Guitar, Drums. I like the idea a lot for two reasons. First, I’ve been listening to a lot of old Yeah Yeah Yeahs and White Stripes and I’m always amazed by what huge walls of sound they can churn up with so few elements. Second, Brandon has one of the fiercest voices I’ve ever heard, and a stage presence ten times his size. I’m really looking forward to getting this on stage.
Listened to the Strokes’ Is This It earlier this week. I love that LP, and a lot of it has to do with how they take very familiar, classic rock elements and build them into something modern and angular. Motorcade owes a bit to that (and the borrowed Kinks riff), as well as the Hives, whose lyrical howls are in my vocals. Fun little rock and roller this week.
Music and lyrics by Mattroi
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You wanted something for nothing
But no you ain’t too smart
Ain’t got a face worth trusting
Naw
And it’s a sign sign sign
Oh you called it a vision
And it’s a nigh high time
That you figured it out
And it’s a fine fine line
Between business and submission
Well you can’t
You gotta think about it
You wanted just what I needed
You got a sensitive mind
You got no sense for believing
It’s mine
And oh, you’re blind blind blind
But you called it a vision
And it’s a nigh high time
That you figured it out
And it’s a fine fine line
Between business and submission
Well you can’t
You gotta think about it
Time
Oh and it isn’t on your side
You got a swift quick hole at the top of your neck
You get swift quick hole in the side of your head
You wanted something for nothing
But no you ain’t too smart
Oh I can see that you’re bluffing
And oh, you’re blind blind blind
But you needed a vision
And it’s a nigh high time
That you figured it out
And it’s a fine fine line
Between business and submission
Well you can’t
You gotta think about it
Oh no don’t play with a flame that’s too big for your lighter
Oh no don’t toy with boy who’s no time for your game
You got an eye for the prize and and tongue that can cut
And a fuse you just won’t snuff cuz you’re tough enough
But how you gonna count the money when we’re holding your hands?
Time
Oh and it isn’t on your side
You got a swift quick hole at the top of your neck
You get swift quick hole in the side of your head
