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»<h1> � </h1> <h1> Canned Applause </h1> <p> </a><br /> <i>Music C. Bolton, Lyrics Pickabar Copyright 2008</i> </p> <p> Old photographs <br />always stay the same <br />A cozy slice of time <br />bottled up in a frame </p> <p> but they’re unreliable <br />like memories in your brain <br />they tell the kind of lies <br />that might drive you quite insane </p> <p> Memories of the past <br />so gloriously false <br />like your drunken uncle <br />who stumbles and then falls </p> <p> hyperbole is dangerous <br />false praise should give you pause <br />because it turns to slander <br />don’t be damned by canned applause </p> <blockquote> <p> Don’t be – damned by canned applause!…
»<h1> <a href="http://www.pickabar.com/music/pickabar%20-%20it%20don’t%20matter.mp3">It Don’t Matter</a> </h1> <p> <a href="http://www.pickabar.com/music/pickabar%20-%20it%20don’t%20matter.mp3"><br /> </a> </p> <h1> <a href="http://www.pickabar.com/music/pickabar%20-%20it%20don’t%20matter.mp3">(What They Call You)</a> </h1> <p> <a href="http://www.pickabar.com/music/pickabar%20-%20it%20don’t%20matter.mp3"> </a> </p> <p> They’ll tell you that you are a failure<br /> say it’s all a matter of mental health,<br /> They’ll rip you to pieces if you let them<br /> just cause they’ve got glue to sell. </p> <p> It don’t matter what they call you,<br /> if you’ve got pride within yourself.…
»<p> Woman turns back to canvasser, and says brightly and matter of factly: “We’re voting for the n***er.” </p> <p> In this economy, racism is officially a luxury. </p>…
»<blockquote> <p> We are vinyl fetishists <br />There’s nothing we love better than digging in crates <br />Who loves vinyl? we love vinyl! <br />you’ll be hooked in one taste </p> </blockquote> <p> A little taste of magic <br />in a disc made out of plastic <br />the needle hits that spot <br />and your body turns spastic </p> <p> There’s something about the bass <br />each sound in it’s proper place <br />polyvinyl chloride <br />pushing sine waves right up in your face </p> <blockquote> <p> Chorus </p> </blockquote> <p> Hoping for the big score <br />never happens anymore <br />prices shooting through the roof <br />of every 2nd hand store </p> <p> Dollar’s weaker every day <br />records head the euro way <br />global market’s gone insane <br />every pawn shop’s got ebay </p> <blockquote> <p> Chorus </p> </blockquote> <p> The world is changing rapidly <br />we spend our time vapidly <br />an iWorld full of iDiots <br />all thinking iDentically </p> <p> There’s nothing wrong with mp3s <br />convenience or ease <br />but the moon’s turned Velveeta <br />and I’m still holding out for cheese </p> <blockquote> <p> Chorus </p> </blockquote> <p> [<a href="http://www.…
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»<td valign="top" width="312"> <p> I’ve always loved Jamaican Music. Reggae, Rocksteady, Dub and even a little Ska and Dancehall. Some Ska. A little Dancehall. </p> <p> Jamaican music has always had a unique proclivity for digesting culture and synthesizing musical and cultural mutations. It was post-modern before post-modern existed. It challenged the rigid corporate concepts of originality and copyright before the internet had inspired those in the wider world to see that the emperor had no clothes.…
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»<blockquote> <a href="http://www.pickabar.com/music/pickabar%20-%20if%20not%20now%20then%20never.mp3"><br /> <h1> If Not Now Then Never </h1> <p> </a> <p> � </p> </p> <p> I’m much more of a coward than I’ve ever been a saint, <br />So I find myself embittered hands covered in yellow paint, <br />I muster up my best toothy grin to prove to her I don’t care, <br />While some rich kid in a zeppelin t-shirt runs his fingers through her hair.…
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