Lost in the Mud

by Oscar the Band

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A home recorded search for the essence of woob.

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released September 9, 2007

Lost in the Mud
(a post-preview breakdown celebration revival)
by Oscar the Band

who are, largely:
Chris Carman - vocals, bass, recorder, percussion, guitar
Beorn Leonard - guitar, vocals, bass, electric erhu, synth, bandolin
Gavin Simpson - drums
Justin Mannering - percussion

But also feature:
Tim Storey - sax (1,4,5,8,9,11,13)
Adrian Shaw - trumpet, trombone (1,2,4,6,9,13)
Viv Tate - Piccolo (2)
Simon Leonard - keyboard (5), backing vocals (5), extra FX (6), ukelele, percussion, heckling (12)
Andrew Hammond - trombone (5)
Gavin Cornish - trumpet (5)
Vrijdag the Cat - vocals(11)
Elliot Leonard - vocals (2)
Choir of Carnegie: Beth Akister, Lisa Brecko, Kylie Kirchner, Simon Leonard
Finey Time Rabble: Leeanne Engblom, Kylie Kirchner, Sarah Hoggart, Jeff Leonard, Daniella Forster, Linda van de Sande, Paul Sijpkes, Ben Scarlett

Cover design by Jeni Jobe, photograph by Dennis van de Sande

Engineered and Produced by Beorn Leonard

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Oscar the Band Melbourne, Australia

Oscar the Band craft pseudo-jazz, junk funk and anti-pop with a keen sense of the inappropriate. Started in late 2000 as a 2 piece featuring guitar and trumpet, we got our name with the addition of a drummer who, not owning a kit, played rubbish bins.

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Track Name: A Sad, Sad Song
i'm a sad, sad man
in a sad old world
i watch the full moon pass behind the clouds
as i think of love gone wrong
the moon appears
my cigarette burns my fingertip
i butt it out
Track Name: Fabric Softener
fabric softener stiffens my spine
fabric softener it stiffens my spine

air conditioning conditioning me
air conditioners conditioning me

table manners are managing me
table manners are a-managin' me

patrick swayze is following me
patrick swayze is a-followin' me
Track Name: This Magic
well it’s magic
i’ve been listening to all this magic
ecstatic
in the madness of this magic

this magic
you’ve been missing all this magic
you panicked far too early

this magic i’m in love with all this magic
Track Name: Taking the Tram (to Carnegie)
i’m taking a tram to carnegie
i’m taking a tram
that’s what i am

i’m taking a tram (take that tram)
to carnegie (take that tram)
i’m taking a tram (take that tram)
that’s what i am

i’m taking a tram (take that tram)
to carnegie (take that tram)
i’m just taking a tram (take that tram)
that’s what i
Track Name: Tall Alice
Tall Alice with the big nose
she got a really big nose
Tall Alice with the big nose
who knows which way her nose blows?
Daniella and the moose
tickle my feet with the feathers of an unplucked goose
Daniella and the moose
Tall Alice with the big nose

she got a really big nose
Tall Alice with the big nose
who knows which way her nose blows?
Daniella and the moose
drinkin' moose-juice to the pluckin' of a twelve bar blues
Daniella and the moose
Tall Alice with the big nose
Track Name: Cleaning Up the Same Mess Again
i walk down this road too many times around
maybe this time around
they’ll try to treat me kind
could it be same mess again?

good people everywhere
am i one?
same people every time
they try to spoil my fun
seems like the same mess again

seems like the same mess
seems like the same mess again

listen very carefully
my words are true
don’t ya change for anyone
you’re perfect being you
could it be i’m cleaning up the same mess again?

i’m cleaning up the same mess
i’m cleaning up the same mess again
i’m cleaning up the same mess
i’m cleaning up the same mess
i’m cleaning up the same mess again
Track Name: It Just Don't Work
it just don’t
it just don’t
it just don’t
Track Name: Running a Stop Sign
oscar broke his leg when he fell off a table
he was drunk and he shouldn’t’ve been on a table
he was preparing to dance for the bride and the groom
when suddenly the room span
he lost his balance and fell off the table
la la la la la
fell off the table

oscar chipped his tooth when he was hit by a surfboard
he was drunk and he shouldn’t’ve been on a surfboard
he was hit by a wave and he lost control
and the world started rolling
and when he came up he was hit by a surfboard
la la la la la
hit by a surfboard

oscar was killed when he ran a stop sign
he was drunk and he shouldn’t’ve been running a stop sign
he was off to a party to drink some more
when suddenly he saw from the corner of his eye
another drunk fool running a stop sign
la la la la la
running a stop sign
Track Name: Blasphemin' All the Way to Geelong
i’m a constant source of embarrassment of course
that’s for you and not me
and that’s wrong
but i want you to know before i’ve got to go
i’ll be blasphemin’ all the way to geelong

long long long long long
i’ll be gone a long long long
i just gotta say
before i’m on my way
i’ll be blasphemin’ all the way to geelong

you’re slightly askew
when ya say that i lose
all my friends before i’ve gained control
but that’s not my way and
i just wanna say
i’ll still be cursing when we’ve hit warnambool

lonely so tired
unholy i’m wired
i’m feeling so lonely i can’t sleep tonight
i’m dead upon my feet and i’ve lost my appetite
so hold me so tight
so hold me so tight
i’d really really like you if you don’t mind
to hold me upright

i put your nose out of joint
just to prove me a point
now all i’ve got is four wheels
and a song
now as my car falls to bits
and my life’s on the fritz
i’m still blasphemin’ all the way to geelong

long long long long long
i’ll be gone a long long long
i just gotta say
before i’m on my way
i’ll be blasphemin’ all the way to geelong
i’ll be blasphemin’ all the way to geelong
Track Name: Lost in the Mud
lost in the mud
drifting the gnarled hairy forest
of grotesque fleeting glimpses
dark corners sprouting pitted brown teeth
in fractured time
as small furry whatevers multiply in the pungent pits
where sweat soaked pulsing veins
beat frantic rhythm
to the hiss of another round of stale blood
returning to the pumping muscle

strobe lit sinus putty
cakes the crack in the tile
where flakes of dead skin soak up the mist

the dimpled worm
probes the damp well where the filling used to be
as microscopic bubbles traverse the jittering pupil
in dreamlike motion

I sit and my toenails curl

lost in the mud
writhing serpentine follicles
encrust the acne pocked leather meat bubble
as aging molars grind to paste
dead material sustenance
in the skull bone house
of a brain distracted by something other than else

songs of hunger
bubbled and growled in primal tongues
vibrate the umbilical memorial pit
as elsewhere muscles and cartilage
twist into another headache

shaved brains wince
in the stark fluorescent light
at the dayglo mind pollution
of deafening nothingness

enchanting rectangular soul vacuums
parasite the aimless majority

as I sit and my toenails curl

thank you
Track Name: A Finey Time
‘scuse me bro
would ya come with me
we’ll buy us a bottle of brandy wine
we’ll go to the pub
and rub a dub dub
we'll have us a finey time