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LSD & Heartache

by The Falbonauts

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released October 31, 2018

the band on LSD & Heartache:

Walt Falbo - 12-string Gretsch Electromatic (thanks A.D.), acoustic gtr, pump organ, SK-1s, synths
alto sax, banjitar, harmonica, organ, vocals
Maddog Wenzlo-Falbo - Gretsch baritone guitar, the sauce, tenor sax, ghost delay, synths, JP-08, garbage accordion, vocals
Andre Jean-Luc Davidson-Falbo - bass guitar, steadfastness, poutine
Brian Reedynaut - drumkit, general sorcery, seriously good hair, best hangs

but the real heroes here are:

The Dave Pride Parade - piano, rhodes, vocals
Tanktop Tim McGee - banjo, trumpet
Matt Bowflex Turino - violin
Captain A. Ron Stromberg - guitar double sauce
Gregory Axlerod Gunnerson Herald - cowbell

the bulk of the heartache was recorded to two inch tape with scientific accuracy by Aaron McCallister at Earth Analog in Tolono, IL on December 9th, 2017.

most of the post-studio heavy lifting tracked and streamlined by Maddog at the Second Void in Urbana, IL May-June 2018. special thanks to Brian Robertson for renting us his old haunted ivy mansion so we could finish this weird jam proper.

a few juicy additional overdubbages rendered chaotically by Walt on the Million Beer Picnic Suitcase Machine at the Windfarm in Anchor, IL (sweet baby technical assistance from T.S. Falbo) and also at Captain A. Ron’s Deep Sea Bathysphere, Champaign, IL. thanks Ron.

some electric gtr chops & feedbacks captured and engineered by Bro (don’t call me Sloppy) Joe Falbo at the Gurnee Icekicker, April 11-12 2018. you did real good Joe.


mixed by Maddog and Walt
mastered by Maxwell Citron at Mount Chicago
lacquer cut by Carl Saff
art and concept by Walt Falbo
design and layout by Matthew Sage

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Walt Falbo began The Falbonauts as a cover band and they will probably end as a cover band, but they are currently not a cover band. They are from approximately Champaign-Urbana and are all old seasoned veterans of playing oft overlooked music. ... more

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Track Name: The Distributor
time to move.

androids in the woodpile
i am the ashes in the wrong can
birds fly backwards before they land
right in the palm of The Distributor’s hand

you’re welcome to have cake babe
you’re welcome to eat it too
i will just watch and wait
drop in any time
you know i’ll be up late
The Distributor is here to stay

my mother prayed
i would become a man of some renown
i’m just a distributor as i ramble ‘round

whisper in my ear child
congratulations! you’re verified
reverberators are standing by
The Distributor is on the line

from the dark side of the bender
to the Grand Coulee Goddamn
this land is my land
this land is my land

The Distributor is here

the olive trees are loaded
and their bending branches i break down
i hand them out on credit
and i watch them spread it all around

her mother prayed
i would become a man of some resound
Distributor to Dr. it’s all over now

time to move.
Track Name: Raw Sugar
i drink the kool-aid
i sit in the shade
i pour the champagne on my head
in Phaedra’s bed
baby i feel brave
then we all disintegrate
like raw sugar in my bones
raw sugar in my bones
Track Name: LSD & Heartache
well I’ve had more than enough
of all this heartache
girl i’ve taken way too much
lsd again

it’s a free and easy
breezy nightmare
every time you leave i’m still somewhere
beyond the ocean
inside a scarecrow
between the coins i’ve tossed
and loves i’ve lost

we’re spineless creatures
just drying out on a grey beach
like the late great grandparents
of grandkids of
adam and eve
if you’d believe

it’s a free and easy
breezy day trip
every time she leaves my mind just slips
beyond the ocean
inside a scarecrow
between the words that fail
and ships that sail
inside a scarecrow
beyond the ocean
between the coins i’ve tossed at love

lsd and heartache
Track Name: Forget What You Want
now they have us by the balls
and love’s been wasted on us all
‘till nothing’s left inside your head
except the feeling
you can’t always forget what you want

and the driver recalls your name
unsettling but it’s all the same
we’re out here on the fringe
knowing
you can’t always forget what you want

placing bets on whom she’ll wed
i’ll see your dose and raise your dread
he dreamt she said what she never could say
accept the feeling
you can’t always forget what you want
Track Name: Happy Birthday Baby Doll
poor poor baby doll
she called me up just to say
Johnny broke down the door
left me bloody and shaking
he tells me he’s gonna make it better
he tells me all the time
i’ve got to admit it’s getting worse

poor poor baby doll
you know you can always
run run run run run to me
i know it’s not an easy thing to do
but baby doll i know you
you still know how to
run

poor poor baby doll
just tell me where can i find him...
Track Name: Carefree Man
we’ll always have that June
we’ll always have the mountains on the moon
i’m going back to Carefree
i remember where we knew
a cool, clear shiver

i’ll fire up the truck
and hit the coast of ol’ Kentuck
Old Leavenworth and further down
into the golden muck
a cool, clear river

i am a Carefree man now
after ten long years
of cool clear fear
the devil slept on her shoulder
now he’s wide awake
with a cool, clear hate

she’s working on a building for machines
in cool clear streams
she’s buried deep in mass production
but the river is true
she’s cool clear blue

she was a Carefree girl once
i must have loved her
in the cool clear water
but i am a Carefree man now
it feels alright
it’s just cool clear light
Track Name: Threads of Sophia
Sophia
how many ways can you adore me?
Sophia
you scare the living hell out of me
Sophia
with her glassy eyes and her eternity
Sophia
sometimes i laugh and wonder why

just one kind favor i will ask of you
Sophia take my hand

take my hand and thread it through
the obsolescent joys
thread it through the static and the noise
take my hand and thread it through
the sparrows and the crows
let it thread the briar through the rose

just one kind favor i will ask of you
take my hand and take my whole life too
thread it through your eyes
just thread it through your eyes
be a doll and thread it through your eyes

thread it through your eyes
and thread it through all your designs
thread your new cathedral mass of wires
sing it through electric
to the men who thread your spine
Sophia i am yours
and you are mine

when we cut the world in half
the waitress laughed and wondered why
Sophia i’m your man
but men like me were made to die

just thread it through your eyes
Sophia…

sometimes i wonder
sometimes i laugh
laugh and wonder
Sophia, i
sometimes i can’t
help but wonder
sometimes i laugh
sometimes i laugh and wonder

i fell under
when i came to Sophia
was just a matchbook
in the palm of my hand
when i looked up
the waitress knew something was wrong
my tears were legion

Sophia got turned on
Track Name: Sky Blue Steel Crop Duster
heaven sprung a leak
and now a sky blue steel crop duster
begins her nosedive
she swoops low over where my roses grow
today there were no clouds
for to shield her mid day reflection
her skin went flashin’ in the shiny sun
where’d she come from?

as the engine fails
a pale ribbon streams and she drops ten degrees
for weeks i worked and dreamed of her
beneath the cotton tree
but when the job was done
she just buzzed right over everyone
she flew back into the shiny sun
where’d she come from?

hallelujahs heard from way out in the sticks
i’m waving both my arms
this time i won’t be missed
my sky blue steel crop duster
is your heart just steel?
your propellers feel so real
reelin’ like two roulette wheels
from god knows where to my fields

sky blue steel crop duster see me down below
i’m over where my roses grow
saying hello
hello i’m always looking up to see you there
though i know you’re nowhere near
Track Name: King's Meds
the eggheads are cookin’
in the parlor of the queen
she paints prescriptions for the children of the king
her marbles chipped and splattered
someone’s landed on the street
she’s not a shaman
she coulda played one on tv

she flew like a belfry Batman
a few cards short of a full dozen
different side effects
the white coats are coming
on black betty’s wedding gown
baby please calm down
baby please calm down

for all the doctor’s horses
and for all the king’s meds
they’re on their way down from the castle
here’s a pillow for your head

so they threw the book at us
yeah we fell for the oldest trick
she dropped in once upon a bliss
she took the bus
I took the hit
voices out of nowhere
scrambled eggs and pills to piss
when she grew up
she married the pharmacist

for all the doctor’s horses
for all the king’s meds
they’ll put you back together
baby doll go back to bed

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