THE TEAR GARDEN

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October 23, 2009
US CD Subconscious Records sub42

1. Made In China Part 1
2. Made In China Part 2
3. Lonesome Tonight
4. Figures In The Mist
5. Palm Sunday
6. Horace The Diaper
7. Notheing’s Set In Stone
8. Spare A Dime
9. Natural Selection
10. Nowhere To Land
11. Blazing Cathedrals
12. Have A Nice Trip

Credits

• Edward Ka-Spel- mix and mastering tracks 1, 3, 4, 6, 7, 9, 10, 11, producer, voice
• Raymond Steeg- mix and mastering tracks 1, 3, 4, 6, 7, 9, 10, 11
• Hiwatt Marshall- mix track 2
• Phil Western- mix track 5
• Tom Alsemi- mix track 5
• Statik- mix track 7
• kArin Collide- mix track 7
• Patrick Sproule- guitar on track 9
• Frankie Pett Verschuuren- mix track 8
• Databomb Dre- second drummer on track 12
• cEvin Key- producer
• Brad Vance- mastering

Notes

Produced in 2008/2009.
Recorded at Subconscious Studios, Hollywood.
Mixed at Studio Limburgia.

“Let’s go chasing rabbits” MALKHAZHKA PREMIS

Per Simon Paul, sleeve designer, the track listing is erroneous. The following track listing above is the correct one.

Gatefold cardboard packaging.

***

October 2009
Have a Nice Trip is now available through Subconscious and Terminal Kaleidoscope. It is part of the Beyond the Vault series and is being described as “A new album of material made over the past year at Subconscious and Edward Ka-spel’s home studio. It features mixes by many collaborators including Collide, Humble Brothers, Frankie Pett, Raymond Steeg, and more. Produced by Edward Ka-Spel and cEvin Key.”

***

as posted on litany.net in April 2008-
I am retracing some old steps with past host family members going back 30 years and 4 close friends of mine. Going to photo document / sample as much as possible (been thinking about this for years). I was actually busy saving money to move back to Japan once and for all in 1980 to take a job with Fuji Tv as a music correspondent when I fell into my musical career. I did return 15 years ago, and met Yukihiro Takahashi from YMO, one of my musical inspirations. But this time we will travel to the sacred 3 Buddahs of Japan in Nara, Kamakura, and the biggest in southern Chiba and to Mt Fuji.

Recently I was listening to some of the first recordings of the Pink Dots and it reminded me of how for several years I could have been the moderator of a LPD site I was SO into them. I had sent a few fan letters and I can easily recall why when I listen to these LPs: Brighter Now, Curse, The Tower.

It was amazing recently to have an experience where Edward wanted to come hang out in California and just chill and see what came up. I was surprised to see a few days where 2 or 3 songs ideas were being put down. I haven’t seen that since the old days to be honest. We had a friend loan us some choice mics and I was amazed at Edwards voice, as usual again, years later, now sitting with him in the room. He really is a genius. We would make a song idea with the most primitive means we could to get that human old school feel. Have been working a lot with a monome 128 and max msp, so we have some different palettes. Edward has always has pen in hand, with notebook. I remember visiting Teotihuacan Mexico with him,and in the splendor of witnessing the pyramids Edward had pen to paper. It seems that within a few minutes he has a vision of what he wants and where the trip will take us. Often within a hour he would say “Ok I am ready to lay down the words.” It’s now when I listen back a week later with Ken Marshall that I hear that the lyrics again are from that mind, that brilliant person to whom I have been such a fan for so long. That was fun, but now I am hearing the words hit me instead of looking at the recording levels, and it hits me how fortunate we are to be celebrating our 22nd year being friends, but that the music has always kept us ticking!

The title is currently Have a Nice Trip, and it isn’t finished mixing. We are wondering what to do to make this as special as possible for the final mixes. We will have this ready for pre-xmas on Subconscious.

Currently Ken, Otto and I have been finishing a Library “SCARED” with Scaremeister that has been our priority to finish first, but we have also been composing the new Skinny Puppy at the same time, and have a few nice ones so far for this that we are excited about as well. So busy!

This break going to Japan will be nice and provide the new inspiration for the second half of the recording/mixing year for Skinny Puppy and The Tear Garden and the SCARED library…and other surprises!!! – Cevin Key, April 8, 2008

THE TEAR GARDEN

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1986
CA EP/CS Nettwerk NTM6304
BE EP Play It Again Sam BIAS31 (different cover)

side a:

1. The Centre Bullet – [MP3]
2. Ophelia – [MP3]

side b:

1. Tear Garden – [MP3]
2. My Thorny Thorny Crown – [MP3]

Credits

• Edward Ka-Spel
• Cevin Key

engineered by David Ogilvie
Netwerk front cover painting “Hell’s Ticket” copyright 1986 by Steven R Gilmore
BIAS cover by Barbery

Notes

Also known as “The Center Bullet EP” in Nettwerk sales catalogs. First track is a re-worked Skinny Puppy song with Edward Ka-Spel vocals added.

Thank you to Brad for disk driving on B3
Dedicated to those who would walk with gods
In memory of Christine H. E. Crompton 1927 – 1985

Lyrics

THE CENTRE BULLET

*Transcribed by Alan Ezust and Jon Drukman
and other members of the Cloud-Zero mailing list.

Dead shot through the temple
In the temple heard the preacher screech!
I bored you full of holes, Lucretia
Saw you crease up in a ball
As if you swallowed your own poison
Followed as you crawled up to the altar

I watched the tabernacle choir
Bawling in a bath of sacramental wine
You laced it, but it tastes just fine to me!
Yes, it’s 89 – it’s a good year
Let’s hear it now for good old (bittersweet) ’89
Let’s hear it now for good old ’89

We took our seats, we watched them
Stringing up a chicken
(Kept on kicking)
As they kicked away the chair
They fed it strychnine!

We kept on staring, sick and sordid
As you pulled another bullet from my belt and fired!
Count to nine
(Ninety nine)
Count to nine

I caught it in my teeth
I licked it clean
I chewed it
I chewed it
Struck a match
I flew a dozen stories to my stool
Behind a widow
Sure I’m small, but I’m big enough
I’m big enough to send a bullet through your head

A bullet through the center of your head!
I’ll send a bullet through the center of your head
Center bullet… Rent a bullet…

OPHELIA

*Transcribed by Alan Ezust and Jon Drukman
and other members of the Cloud-Zero mailing list.

Crawling through a minefield
We never saw the signs
The lightning flashes
Thunder claps

Oh is it just a dream, Ophelia?

Saw the dark clouds rolling
Scavengers evolving
As we made love on a log in the fog

Is it just a dream, Ophelia?

There was just a hint of searchlight
It illuminates a pair of lonely souls locked together

Is it just our dream, Ophelia?

Trying hard to hide
To motor clean
But rolling for a gallery of eyes
Watching, bleeding

Is it just our dream, Ophelia?

And love is blind
It cracks its stick
Across our fingers
Makes us bleed
It makes us sick!

Is it just our dream, Ophelia?

And the water’s boiling
But the need is strong
And we have to swim
To find an island
Find a log
That maybe we’ll call home

Our home, Ophelia

We think that we can make it on our own

Our dream, Ophelia

THE TEAR GARDEN

*Transcribed by Alan Ezust and Jon Drukman
and other members of the Cloud-Zero mailing list.

Our lady on the balcony in black and red
The band plays stronger
Spinning back
We tread on broken glass
Our heels dig harder

I circle ’round inside your belt
I felt your heart race faster
Our eyes met with the eyes
Fixed in the sky

All seeing, knowing, probing
To the bottom of our souls
On tear garden

You shivered
We cowered in the corner
We watch the arms go flying rigid
Heard them call his name again
Pressed our hands to our ears
We waited for the rain

Waiting for the gentle rain to fall
On tear garden

MY THORNY THORNY CROWN

*Transcribed by members of the Cloud-Zero mailing list.

A trip to the insomnian in chains
They licked his cranium
Sunk wires in his brains
He stayed the same
Too old to change
He watched the world fall down on Tuesdays
He smelled the angel trail
But he’s just a snail
He counted to six hundred…
one, two, three, four, five, six
seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven
twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen
seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty… forty eight

THE TEAR GARDEN

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THE TEAR GARDEN

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May 26, 1992
CA CD Nettwerk W2-30074

11 June 2012
NL Remastered MP3 self-released on Bandcamp

1. Hyperform – [MP3]
2. The Running Man – [MP3]
3. Turn Me On, Dead Man – [MP3]
4. Romulus And Venus – [MP3]
5. The Great Lie – [MP3]*
6. Empathy With The Devil – [MP3]*
7. Circles In The Sand – [MP3]
8. Love Notes & Carnations – [MP3]
9. A Ship Named “Despair” – [MP3]
10. White Coats And Haloes – [MP3]
11. Isis Veiled – [MP3]
12. Last Post – [MP3]
13. 3-D Technicolour Scrambled Egg Trip Down The Hell-Hole (With Canary) – [MP3]

*tracks 5 and 6 are combined on the Bandcamp release to preserve cross-fade.

Credits

• Edward Ka-Spel
• Cevin Key
• Dwayne R. Goettel
• The Silver Man (Phil Knight)
• Ryan Moore
• David Ogilvie
• Martijn de Kleer
• De Green Guy

edited by Anthony Valcic
cover by Christoph Heemann

Notes

from Bandcamp:
1991.The Pink Dots’ finished a long tour in Vancouver and then the real fun began. The Tear Garden became a big band with this record and the laughter and the sheer intensity just went on for weeks. As psychedelic as it gets… -EKS

There are also comments about individual songs on the Bandcamp page if you click for info.

Reviews

Trying to follow up a successful collaboration had to be just about as tricky as aligning the individual schedules of each of the participants for that sequel — in fact, it took five years to get everyone back together again. Again, the project draws more on Ka-Spel’s strengths and background than on Key’s, turning in a mildly psychedelic electronic soundscape, this time with organic elements like acoustic and electric guitar scattered prominently throughout. It’s a nice effect and it certainly brings broader range to the Tear Garden sound, but at the same time it edges the band closer towards a funked-up electro Pink Floyd. How you react to this fact is up to you. -Sean Carruthers

***

Is there such a thing as retro techno? The new CD by the Tear Garden might be one such recording. This is the first recording in five years for the Tear Garden project, which began as a collaboration between Cevin Key and D’wayne Goettel of Skinny Puppy and vocalist/lyricist Edward Ka-Spel of the Legendary Pink Dots. This time around the other two Pink Dots (The Silver Man and Martyn de Kleer) have joined in on the experimentation. By merging melodic `60s/’70s psychedelia with contemporary technology, the Tear Garden has created a very individualistic piece of work.

The overall mood is one of melancholic introspection through an acid haze. Each piece is loosely jammed, developing into wild, imaginative flights while maintaining a hypnotic flow. The recording touches on a wide variety of styles including pop, psychedelia, ambient and rock. One binding factor is the focus on melody, which is often absent from experimental works. Tracks like “Romulus and Venus” tread the ground of shimmering Brit pop, while “Turn Me On, Dead Man’ sounds like Syd Barrett thrown into the future. On the other hand, “Empathy With The Devil” would fit well onto a techno dance floor and “3D Technicolor Scrambled Egg” sounds like a twisted bit of early Eno ambience. Strangely enough the Tear Garden maintains an identifiable sound throughout which begs for repeated listens. Sure there are many borrowed styles here, but you don’t often hear them brought together quite like this. – Ian Danzig, CMJ

Lyrics

HYPERFORM

Snakebite
Spitting spiders eyes
They swallowed up the night
Cried ‘Meltdown
Zero Marsh of lava’
With supersonic sight

And barriers of you and me
Piled 1500 high
Spread here to there in smoking cans
We blackened out the sky

King met king
We heard the bell
They kicked away the board
Flew headfirst to the bunkers
Then they started out once more

And you and me were born again
As iron plated pawns
We scorched our way through libraries
We shredded all the lawns
‘Til everything was rust and powder
Every stone was turned
And random programmes re-arranged
The areas to burn

The enemy is years ahead
He’s tapped into the phone
He hides beneath the furniture
Knows all the special codes

The enemy’s our destiny
He’s pulling on the cord
He spits a line, I spactic dive
And sell him his reward
I perform

THE RUNNING MAN

Me – I have my cross to bear
It’s twisted, flying through the air
The voices that I hear are muffled
There’s no one left but me to share their secrets

I fix my eyes upon the dials
And run through the uncharted miles of nothing
I chase my tail
I’m chasing trails of hollow promises
And it’s lonely here
I’m kept alive (somehow)
I stay tranquilised

I leave – I never quite arrive
Your previous smile is fading
I’d love to think that there’s an end
Just waiting right around the bend
(Keep falling)
Every turn’s a tunnel
I descend
I’m the Running Man

TURN ME ON DEAD MAN

I snared you in a photograph
I trapped you on a wire
I amplified you, magnified you
1500 times

You strode across the ocean
And you smiled to careful drivers
Swooping low, you’d just say “no”
And though you never showed
I know you’re still alive

Turn me on, my dead man

Give me a little sign
Turn me on, dead man
Gimme ‘nother line

I still watch all your videos
My bedroom is your shrine
On Fridays all the guys
Will get together in the ghetto
In the pits
Howling epilipso fits
I swing my hips
I mime
Yes, I can feel your kick inside
Turn me on, my dead man

When you feel the time is right
Will you rejoin me as a king
With medallions and rings
And stairway things that lead from heaven

Will you give me back my innocence?
Will you paint the black sky blue?
Just like your shoes
I’ll keep my distance
My respect
You choose the hour
I’ll be there

Turn me on, dead man

ROMULUS AND VENUS

Everything you gave me
Lies within a trunk
Within a drawer
I burned one hundred photographs
Or more

I fled across the ocean
With another face
Another name
Nothing but my soul
Remained the same

But still you came
With cases
I was forced to let you stay
You bought the locks
The box in which I lay

I tried to get away from you
I tried to make a break
You always see right through me
There’s no escape

I can still remember you with cornets
White horses
I would run behind
You’d flash the sign
I dived just to serve you

But night-time turned the lady
To a girl again
You’d slip away

You tried to kiss my tears away
Pretend there was no day to take me down
Nightshade, blades, Niagra Falls
I tried them all six times
But you would always run behind me
And you’d find me

Keep me on a leash
On a line
I’m uncomfortably resigned
There’s no release ’til you untie me
Deny me!
I tried to get away from you

THE GREAT LIE

No transcription available

What if they made it all up
Four guys, two thousand years ago
Over wine and cigarettes
They had this great idea
[?]
How long is it going to last?
[?]
What if they made everything up?
What are you doing here?
What are you doing here?
What are you doing here?
[?]

EMPATHY WITH THE DEVIL

My flavour is the stuff of locusts
Hot chili firebrand
Spurting volcano teeth
Bleeding skies, sulphur mines
The foul breath of Satan’s favourite gutter worm

You feel me when I’m close
An ice wind of steel stilettos
Hammered in your spine
Quicksilver nausea spinning
Spewing forth and everything’s a mess

Every possession you ever had
Wrecked – lying at your feet
Telegrams that tell you God is dead
Piled high on the T.V.
The incessant T.V.
Burbling
Distorted
A cheesecake nun advertising
20 brands of sea cow lemon shit
In 60 different languages

A gargoyle handjives
For the hard of hearing
Subliminals
Criminals
Phoney businessmen in thick-rimmed glasses
Bad comedians
Laughing bags aping the Hallelujah Chorus
The forgotten version
Out of key (slightly)
Just enough to annoy you

My flavour is cheap perfume
On rotting Man-Ray maggots!
Dead maggots!
My flavour’s a wound re-opening by
surprise
Green fishes eyes flowing out
Wriggling things
Gelatinous
Still alive and screaming
Out of key (slightly)
Just enough to annoy you

My flavour’s a plunging elevator
A mili-second before it hits the cellar
A cellar with mutated rats
Old – very old lost teeth
Abortions, garbage
So pungent it hums
Out of key (slightly)
Just enough to annoy you

My flavour’s your flavour
Deep within you
Hidden
Waiting to get out

CIRCLES IN THE SAND

Deydrated,
Slightly decomposed
A wishing stone thrown hopeless
To a mirage

Liquid blue
Just like your dying eyes
I sympathise
I carry you

We are making circles in the sand
A happy stay, we can’t delay

LOVE NOTES AND CARNATIONS

I sit and watch your silhouette,
I wonder what you’re doing
Who you’re with
If you’re thinking of me now

Was I just a passing phase?
Did we ever really share?
Did we just soliloquise –
Was I ever really there?
If I leave this sheltered space
Will anything be there?

Disinfected, disconnected
Waiting in my cage for you to call

Am I living in a cage
With all the comforts I created
When I want you here
All you do is close the blinds
And leave me crying to a shadow
Locked behind a glass
That shuts me out
That cuts me down

Memories are fading
Surely something slowly burns
Don’t you yearn for just a replay for a day?

A SHIP NAMED DESPAIR

Stowaway
Starless
Washed down by an uncaring tide
Blown away
Heartlessly crossed out
For snaring a ride

On a ship named Despair
I shoot flares in the night
But nobody’s there
I don’t care
I’ve no conscience
My memory died
On the day I gazed into
Your faraway eyes

WHITE COATS AND HALOES

Watch your step!
They’re all out spying
Catch your breath
They crawl like lions

I’m flying!
I’m flying!
I’m diving

Peacemeal
Perservative-free
No artificial colouring
No fleas
No flesh
No trash
No cans of cancer
Tropical disease
I’m clean

Take a bite
I’m tasting amber
Strike a light
I leave December

ISIS VEILED

They’re closing in
I switched the pictures
Painted all the walls
I hung the medals
Hid the magazines
As caped crusaders crawled
Down Freedom Street
Guns of Liberation
Ushered in the dawn

One guy wears an eyepatch
While the other wears a tie
One will play the liberator
One will run and hide
I hear the cannons crack a mile
Down Freedom Street
Out of sight
Out of mind

The ninth wave claimed a thousand
While another thousand fled
I’m getting low on beans and marmalade
I share my bed with locust girl
She flies
Through the cracks across my head

She is always on my side
She’s always on my side
I am always on your side
I’m always on your side
We are on your side

Shhhhhhhhhhhh

There, there

LAST POST

I’d like to think of angels
We discussed a happy end
A place with lemon slices
On a shore with voilins

Five star waters
Crates of kill cow wine
On a night of steaming sin
It’s out there, somewhere

I would bet your missing shoe
Bet my Geiger counter too

Wishing you…HAPPY DAZE!

THE TEAR GARDEN

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April 27, 1993
CA CD EP Nettwerk W2-6315

21 July 2012
NL Remastered MP3 self-released on Bandcamp

1. Blobbo – [MP3]
2. Sybil The Spider Consumes Himself – [MP3]
3. Sheila Liked The Rodeo – [MP3]
4. The Strong And Whining Toad – [MP3]
5. Do It Yourself From A-Z Part 1 – [MP3]
6. Do It Yourself From A-Z Part 2 – [MP3]
7. suneV dnA sulumoR – [MP3]
8. Keep The Bomb Under Your Coat – [MP3]

Credits

• Edward Ka-Spel
• Cevin Key
• Dwayne R. Goettel
• The Silver Man (Phil Knight)
• Ryan Moore
• David Ogilvie
• Martijn de Kleer
• De Green Guy

cover by Christoph Heemann

Notes

“suneV dnA sulumoR” is “Romulus and Venus” backwards.

Engineered at Mushroom Studios, Vancouver in August 1991.

From Bandcamp:
A wild mixture of the spontaneous and meticulously finished in the month that spawned “The Last Man to Fly”. It’s a challenging ride but the spirit of this special time is shouting from the front row.  Still can’t help wondering what would have happened if some of these spontaneous improvisations had been developed into songs…nevertheless, you can’t have everything!

Review

Such an incongruous blend of organic with inorganic noises has most recently been tackled by Grotus, but Tear Garden’s spooky industrial dynamic is less cohesive than that of a rhythm-oriented band. Most of Sheila Liked The Rodeo has sweeping soundscapes that would serve equally well as incidental or soundtrack music, bits of which incorporate film dialogue and discordant irregular beats, as well as the occasional use of the denser beats favored by most machine-driven bands. Tear Garden’s scattershot approach allows the band to invoke an emotion without committing to it for a full-length outing. Its format, therefore, is based on upsetting the listener, relying on the surprise and innovation of the `songs’ rather than any melody or rhythm. On the epic (13:33) “Sunev And Sulumor” (read it backwards) Tear Garden borrows a page from the noise boys (the Anti-Group or John Zorn’s buddies), throwing an annoying, sometimes disturbing din at the beginning, which develops into an equally unnerving but more traditional industrial mantra. Dub and heavy basslines, a la Metal Box, on the first track, “Blobbo,” stop abruptly to begin in an entirely different vein on “Sybil The Spider Consumes Himself,” a warped bedtime story. Tear Garden’s latest release is a sort of labyrinth with a surprise at every turn, offering much more than the band’s industrial reputation warrants. – Megan McLaughlin, CMJ

Lyrics

SYBIL THE SPIDER CONSUMES HIMSELF

“Whose side are you on?”
said the spider to the bird
“Do we creep up on him as he sleeps
And string him up in my web?
Or do we swoop down and blast him
with your black and white slime bomb?

“Problem is, I can’t fly
And my seventh leg is there to keep me symetrical.”
And the surley bird opened his big beak
And swallowed the spider whole
Seventh leg included.

He was a bird eating spider
In disguise
What a surprise

SHEILA LIKED THE RODEO

Sheila liked the rodeo
Sheila liked the rodeo

She’d take a ring side seat
And murmur “Doobee Doobee Do”
She’d eat
Then one fine day
wild Eliza bolted
And knocked her off her seat
She now sits in my wardrobe
She’s discreet
She is perfectly preserved

Sondra liked the circus
She’d bounce around on trampolines
She’d swing between the lampshades
And lunched on lighted kerosene
One fine day she leapt to Rio
And finished in between
She’s resting in the bathroom now
Peachy clean
She is perfectly preserved

I get ahead and I keep it above it
And my mouth get ahead and I keep it above it
And my mouth

Krista quoted Castenada
She munched her cactus raw
The mescal worm would turn to mecca
And squirm towards the door
And one day she swilled the pill that pinned her to the floor
She spaced out in the closet
I adore her

She is perfectly preserved

THE STRONG AND WHINING TOAD

Wailings and Ed is sampled saying “Z” looped a couple of times

DO IT YOURSELF FROM A – Z PART I

(sample)I think I was brave enough
Or crazy enough(spoken)
(sample)Closer to life(sung)

DO IT YOURSELF FROM A – Z PART II

Get up
Doubtin time
I’m your fateful
I’m your playboy
I’m your joyboy
I’m the wall stripper
I’m the wall stripper
I’m your (speed kipper)
I’m the (waldorf) ripper
I’m the train to nowhere
I’m the man with no hair

Call me Paul masterpony
Masterphony
Masterceremonies
I’m your master
I’m your master
I’m your master
I can’t muster anymore
I can’t muster anymore
I can’t muster anymore
He’s a master of his sore
He’s a master of his sore
He’s a master of his sore
And the master’s on a (beolab)

Must have seen you Abilene
Must have seen you somewhere
Whose stripper
Wall stripper
I drink turpentine five times
Five times a day
It’s okay
But my insides twisted

Stack me high with all the others
Stack me way up to the clouds
Stack me so I’m right on top
Stack me neatly in a shroud
Track me down in Santa Barbara
Track me down in Istanbul
Tack me down while crawling up the wall
(May there is?)

Black me out
Black me out
Black me out
Black me out
Black me out
Black me out
Black me out
Black me out

Tack me down
In Santa Barabara
Track me down in Istanbul
Got eyes for me
Got eyes for me
Got eyes for me
Got eyes for me

Mary goes
Mary goes
Mary goes
Mary goes
Mary goes
Mary goes
Mary goes
Mary goes
Mary goes
Mary goes down
Mary goes round
Mary goes high
Mary goes low
Mary goes
Mary goes
Mary goes
Mary goes

Mary goes on her eight days off
Bad
Devil
Share with me the TV
My band of squirrels they go
Share with me (my swiss cheese waldesdon wine and fall)
Die hi mine mine bye bye bye bye die die bye die die
Bye bye bye die die
Bye bye bye
Tie me

SUNEV DNA SULUMOR

dniheb nur dluow I
sesroh etihW
stenroc htiW
uoy rebmemer llits nac I

eht denrut thgin tuB
uoy evres ot tsuj devid I
ngis eht hsalf d’uoY
yawa sraet ym ssik ot deirt uoY

yawa pils d’uoY
niaga lrig a ot ydaL
edahsthgiN

nwod em ekaT
nwod em ekat ot yaD
on saw ereht dneterP
syawla dluow uoy tuB

semit xis lla meht deirt I
sllaF aragaiN
sedalbB
em yneD
em yneD

nuR

KEEP THE BOMB UNDER YOUR COAT

Keep going lets do it thats great[ed]
Shut up[ed]
Why did you destroy it?[lady]
What big what did you say[who?]
Four times down around[ed]
Shut up[ed]
It sounded like you were tearing the whole room apart[lady]
Piano around[ed]
Shut Up[ed]
Shoving Miller behind me[ed]
Keep going lets do it thats great
Keep going lets do it thats great
Shut up
Why did you destroy it?
What big what did you say
Four times down around
Shut up
It sounded like you were tearing the whole room apart
Piano around
Shut up
Shoving Miller behind me
Theres a central sign all going up
Shut up
Why did you destroy it
What big what did you say
Four times down around
Shut up
It sounded like you were tearing the whole room apart
Piano around
Shut up
Shoving Miller behind me
I’m (heraphine)
I’m herasy
I’m kerosene
I’m excstacy
I’m keep the bomb under your coat
I’m (heraphine)
I’m excstacy
I clean
I clean
I’m the flame that takes you down
I’m helloween
I’m gasoline
I grow
I grow
I grow
I ?????
I’m excstacy
I’m purity
I expose
I expose
I grow
I grow
I grow
I close
I close
I close
I can’t see
I ??????
I take with me a train
?????? keep your coat clean
I watch the ?????
And the ??????
I watch you watch your TV
The same old crap in T(looped)

*Transcription by Nevermore/Don Poe

THE TEAR GARDEN

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Release date and tracklist

April 2001
RU CD Brudenia BRTG8

1. Circles In The Sand – [MP3] [W2-30074]
2. In Search Of My Rose – [MP3] [W2-30107]
3. Sheila Liked The Rodeo – [MP3] [W2-6315]
4. Ascension Day – [MP3] [W2-30107]
5. White Coats And Haloes – [MP3] [W2-30074]
6. Isis Veiled – [MP3] [W2-30074]
7. You And Me And Rainbows (Parts One To Six) – [MP3] [NTL30019]
8. A Ship Named “Despair” – [MP3] [W2-30074]
9. The Running Man – [MP3] [W2-30074]
10. Malice Through The Looking Glass – [MP3] [W2-30107]
11. Good Evening Houston – [MP3]
12. Good Night Little Lights – [MP3]

Credits

• Edward Ka-Spel
• Cevin Key
• Dwayne R. Goettel
• The Silver Man (Phil Knight)
• Ryan Moore
• David Ogilvie
• Martijn de Kleer
• De Green Guy

Notes

As with the LPDs anthology POI POKA MOZHESH, released on the same label, all text is written in the Russian cyrillic alphabet.
Tracks 11 and 12 are unavailable elsewhere.
Limited to 2000 numbered copies.

The title translates as “For Those Who Would Walk With The Gods”
Best-of, plus two tracks exclusive to the release. All song titles written in Russian. Sold via mail-order and during the 2001/2002 Legendary Pink Dots and Edward Ka-Spel tours.
Numbered edition of 2000 copies. Issued with hand-numbered sticker affixed to the back of the tray card or jewelcase.

Reviews

The latest in the trend of Russian-released collections has taken the form of a new comp from the Tear Garden. While every album from the group is still in print, this collection is worth mentioning for a few reasons. The type is entirely in Cyrillic, so it should be noted that there are two previously unreleased songs included, “Good Evening Houston” and “Good Night Little Lights” (unlike the last Tear Garden compilation, A Bouquet of Black Orchids which came with nothing extra). It’s also limited to a numbered edition of 2000 for those who might be interested. As a compilation, however, it doesn’t really pull together -my- favorite tunes nor do I feel it provides an accurate representation of the range of Tear Garden material. Congratulations to the collaborators for including “You and Me and Rainbows” which could easily be one of the greatest songs recorded in the 1980s, yet I’m always picky when it comes to comps, preferring that songs are assembled in some sort of chronology to show a nice progression, this one just seems haphazardly tossed together. New fans looking to experiment with Tear Garden stuff probably shouldn’t bother with this collection. The two new songs are a bit of a departure, with the first being an upbeat heavily electronic number, while the second is is more of an experimental downtempo percussively chiming piece. If you can’t live without every release, by all means pick it up. The artwork with all these pictures of moss is actually pretty interesting and it’s always neat to have a CD in your collection with completely different writing. That plus collections always seems to get me more familiar with songs I might not have been keen on before, as they’re taken completely out of context with the rest of the albums they were originally released with. – Jon Whitney, Brainwashed

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