Taking Turns Being Taciturn

by Hot Liquids Burn Like Fire

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about

Toward the beginning of writing this set of songs, I had a middling epiphany, which was that I write show tunes. My previous attempt at describing what I did went something like, “I write electronic music, not meant for dancing, and with sarcastic lyrics." It was a mouthful and did not encourage further investigation.

There is hubris to saying that I now write show tunes, and a rather serious credibility flaw - there is no show: no producer, writer, stage or stagehand. In truth, I write show tunes for musicals that won't exist. Still this is a better description of what I do. I can live with the hubris.

I view this project as a transition, since some of these songs were written before my aha moment while others are obviously steeped in Stephen Sondheim's influence. In spite of the varying origins, I contend that Taking Turns Being Taciturn is my best work so far, and I am pleased to share these songs with those that find them. Now I think I hear the chimes, better take your seat, silence you cellphones, the show is about to begin.

credits

released April 15, 2014

Elliott Marx: Music, Lyrics, Production and most instruments
Dyingseed: Vocals

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Track Name: (This is) Nothing New
Where's that asshole lawyer
Mister state college law degree
Taking calls in the foyer
Meanwhile I'd like to change my plea

I stole a few script pads
to drug the neighbor's Havanese
Chronic barking had made me mad
I propose puppy pharmacies

This is semi-true
In fact truth can demean

no court
no dog
no pad
just fog

I'd like to strike the record clean

My expensive lawyer
Per diem and retainer fee
That should make me employer
Recession proof attorney

This wool suit is itchy
I feel so fake I feel disguised
I'm so nervous I'm twitchy
No wonder we despise these guys

This is semi-true
In fact this is nothing

no boss
no bills
no wool
Just pills

I'd like to strike the record clean
Track Name: Family Pictures
Won't you show me more than truth
Show me family pictures
You and your brother in the bath
Birthday candles do their math

I want to know where you came from

Won't you show me something droll
Show me family pictures
You and your mother feigning smiles
tight perms and other reigning styles

I want to know where you came from

It's in your family pictures

Won't you show me more than truth
Show me family pictures
A childlike grin poisoned by wrath
Still you grin like a psychopath

I want to know where it came from

Won't you show me something droll
Show me family pictures
Once you lost your self esteem
Then found a psychiatric team

I want to know where it came from

It's in your family pictures
Track Name: What's the Password?
I wrote a song for you
I spent at least a fortnight
oh, how pretentious to use the word fortnight
I wrote the song in two weeks

I can't count past four
What's the password?

abracadabra, witches' brew
open sesame, please and thank you

I wrote a riff for this song
it wasn't here last verse
it provides a little counterpoint and variation
this riff with keep you listening

I can't count past four
What's the password?

abracadabra, witches' brew
open sesame, please and thank you

I use such silly drum sounds
wouldn't want you to think there was a real drummer
musicians are so expensive
and your song is just not worth it

I can't count past four
What's the password?

abracadabra, witches' brew
open sesame, please and thank you

They say it's the thought that counts
but each thought is an obsession
it's not that the thoughts count
it's that I can't count past four
Track Name: Development Hell
Well, hello there
how do you do
What! You don't recognize me?
hmm

I've got the part
opposite you

It's me, your leading man
It's me, your leading man

My reputation
exaggerations
I'm no prima dona or
Don Juan

I do have concerns
I want them addressed

Make it right!
Do it right! Do it right!

I demand a rewrite

It's me, your leading man
It's me, your leading man

What kind of agent
casts their only star
in a low budget drama
about a teacher?

I need an Old Fashioned
tell me, where is the bar?

It's me you're leading, man!
It's me you're leading, man!

It's me, your leading man
It's me you're leading, man!

I once wrote one-act plays
I once wrote one act,

Dark, experimental plays
dark, experimental

Now I read lines
by and for morons

cliche, cliche
sentimental morons

Still each project ends, still each project ends in

Development Hell, Development Hell, Development Hell, DEVELOPMENT!
Track Name: Passionfruit
She married for insurance
she married for insurance
she needed the meds so
she married for insurance

Let's see: there was a stilt walker, as trombone player, I remember a ... stilt walker

She married for insurance
needed the antibiotics
two SSRIs, oh
she married for insurance

Let's see: there was a stilt walker, as trombone player, I remember a ... stilt walker

Let's see: there was a trombone player...

A parade of afternoon men

Family values appointee, web cam, disrope, cocktail hour,
can't catch a thrill by a two, by belle or by beau,
squid ink, urchin roe, extra mayo
scotch in a bucket, Midori Sour

Let's see: there was a stilt walker, as trombone player, I remember a ... stilt walker

When all is a thud
and your mother is a prostitute
go reach for, stretch and stretch for a passion fruit, passion fruit

A boy has to be pretty desperate, damned destitute to pull from that branch a ripened passion fruit

A boy has to be pretty, damned in disrepute, to lift from the ground a wizened passion fruit

When all is a thud
and your mother is a prostitute
go reach for, stretch and stretch for a passion fruit

You're either at ease, or rigid with the flag salute
three day furlough, barracks shower, rations of fruit

John Phillip Sousa on a piccolo flute
Track Name: Taking Turns Being Taciturn
One by one
all of my friends are
taking turns being taciturn
with me
Track Name: She Stares at Me
She stares at me
no offer of sympathy
She stares at me
instead of offering sympathy

OCD, sleeping pills, Seroquel, lying still

Can I please mention my oral health?
I need some dental work done
let me discuss my impacted teeth

She stares at me
(she's waiting, for her turn, to talk about herself)
She stares at me
(no pity, when waiting to talk about herself)
She glares at me
(she's waiting for her turn to talk about herself)
and clears her throat haughtily
She stares at me
(No pity...)
soliloquy
unequivocally

OCD, sleeping pills, Seroquel, lying still

Let me condemn that investment scheme
I sank my savings into
now I will be working until I am dead

She stares at me...