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'My Squelchy Life' [Brian Eno's Smile] (Full Album / Vinyl)


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My Squelchy Life is Brian Eno's Smile -- an album that was completed, sent out to reviewers (with some reviews hitting the stands), then withdrawn suddenly by Eno, regarded as a minor effort. A year later, Nerve Net was released. Undoubtedly, Nerve Net is a more polished, adventurous, and mature album, but My Squelchy Life, is a splendid pop album, and a fine follow-up to his collaboration with John Cale, Wrong Way Up. Bootlegs abound of this album, but most of the songs found their way onto the Eno Vocal Box Set, including the dreamy "Under" and "Over," and the upbeat "Stiff." "I Fall Up," one of Eno's darker songs, wound up on the B-side of "Ali Click" a year later. So what's left? Deserving of an official release is "The Harness," a slow, pulsing number similar to "The Roil, The Choke" from Nerve Net, all grandiose and golden. "Tutti Forgetti" is a rhythmic workout similar to his work with David Byrne; "Everybody's Mother" features a distorted vocal over an instrumental that would turn up on Shutov Assembly; "Little Apricot" is a solo piano composition, similar to "Web" on Nerve Net. If you can get hold of a copy, it's enjoyable. For "The Harness" it's indispensable. For everything else, it's replaceable.

Tracklist
1 I Fall Up
I fall up!
I'm dying of light this early
It's all up!
It's all up!

Walled up!
Stepping into a dunky mermaid
Walled up!
Walled up!

More volts!
I'm sucking the juice from the generator
More volts!
More volts!

More volts!
"more suck at the duct" my dictu
More volts!
More volts!

Burn up!
Turn into a lanky housemaid
Burn up!
Burn up!

It's all up!
I'm living beyond the warnings
It's all up!
I fall up!

Sell up!
I'm cackling off to the congo
Sell up!
Sell up!

Give up!
Find God in a big fat water-melon
Give up!
Give up!

More volts!
I'm sucking the juice from the generator
More volts!
More volts!

More volts!
"more suck at the duct" my dictu
More volts!
More volts!

More volts!
I'm sucking the juice from the generator
More volts!
More volts!

More volts!
"more suck at the duct" my dictu
More volts!
More volts!

More volts!
I'm sucking the juice from the generator
More volts!
More volts!

More volts!
"more suck at the duct" my dictu
More volts!
More volts!

2 The Harness
Will the rose in all their learning
Turning brightness to day

Spur the horns of discerning
Scout the world along the way

And in their firm terms of warning
They return to the sea

And at the first sign of morning
They beat on his disease

So they wail
As their lies warn them

Not to fail in the harness
Not to fall at the shore

They are lost where the robe is
Sailors on southern more

And though they wail with the bonemen
Farther there somewhere inside

It doesn't show nights are warning
Beggars change so you'll burn

So they go
There's no way through there to show
In bar ways under

Not to fail in the harness
Not to rage at the shore

Not to rail in the darkness
When surrounded by roar

When to know there's a river
Some of them walk
Some of them fall

In the wars they
(Fade)

3 My Squelchy Life
My squelchy life
My squelchy life
My squelchy life
Waits around corners
Nasty wife by sticky gap
My squelchy life
Follows in soft shoes
It's catching up
My squelchy life
Stands there grinning
Big white teeth, hairy white fingers (Anything, Anything)
I'll give it anything to go away, anything
Anything, anything, anything, anything, anything, anything.
My squelchy life
My squelchy life
My squelchy life
My squelchy life

4 Tutti Forgetti
I forgot everything.
Everything.
I forgot my whites.
I forgot my preferences.
I forgot my friends.
I forgot my arguments.
I forgot everything pertaining to me, or my person, or any details, extensions, thereof. Or any proposed detail, or extensions, thereof. And all damages, scars, dents, and permutations resultant therefrom.

(Too much)

I forgot everything.
I forgot everything.
I forgot my sexual healing.
I forgot my dog.
I forgot my evidence.
I forgot all my teeth.
I forgot my laughing.
I forgot everything.
My clothes, my whole wardrobe down to the last shoelace.

(Not enough)

I forgot everything.
I forgot everything.
Everything.
Everything.
I forgot my every pimple, scar, minor abrasion, burn, rope, blood, steel, hair, teeth, odd skin, scalp, will, mother, salt, hurts, failings, blunders, blotched, burnings, the family after axiom.

(Just right)

Everything.
I forgot everything.
Oh everything.
I forgot everything.
Everything.

5 Stiff
I wanna be thin
I wanna be small
I wanna be pinned up high and studied on the wall

I wanna be sold
I wanna be FED
I wanna be there.

I wanna be hooked
I wanna be BAIT
I wanna be served up lightly dressed and on a plate

I wanna be cut
I wanna be dried
I wanna be there.

I wanna be changed
I wanna be rode
I wanna be made to handle very heavy loads

I wanna be his
I wanna be hers
I wanna be THERE
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh.

I wanna be HELPED
I wanna be schooled
I wanna have every plea for mercy overruled

I wanna be milled
I wanna be ROPED
I wanna be there.
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
I wanna be there.
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
I wanna be there.
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
I wanna be there.
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
I wanna be there.
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
I wanna be there.
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
I wanna be there.

6 Some Words
Words, but nothing clear
What channel are you on?
It's hard to hear.
You speak to the world
From such a feeble system;
So... far away.

The thought, not falling
Just drifting in the early morning.
You pass from the world
Out to the Solar System
So... far away,
So... far away.

7 Juju Space Jazz
I'm the happiest man in all of the world
because I have something to believe in
I have communion with the Son and the holy God and Creator
and in addition I have eternal life

8 Under
When all the worlds are lost in snow
I have to move this meaning through;
Disperse the force so far engendered
All near the steam and summer view
And then... remain.

Where steeples crash in fire and thunder,
Where sheets of steel obscure the land,
Where word and sense are torn asunder:
Here was the place I chose to stand.
Just when I think I'm going under,
I... remain.

Well all the waves of spin are foaming,
And fake muezzin steam and brew,
Formed in the fire of all their longings(?)
This is the way I took it through,
Just when I think I'm going under.
This is the way I thought it through;
This is the way I took it under...

9 Everybody's Mother

10 Little Apricot

11 Over
Into the road and ten women
They are the rose of, oh, living
They're over...
Paling over.

Say all the words that are memory
Enter the ways of all the pain
Send over...
All is over.

Hitherto rode and wherebefore
Given the rules we had to call
All over...
All and over.

(Inaudible chorus)

Into the ways of forgiving
Into the silver source renew
Over
Big over.

Into the world he was approved
Came to the world a year too soon
Over
And over.

12 R.A.F.
[German voices]

The seats are so uncomfortable, too.
You know, you never realize it.
Guess I might as well go do my makeup.
In case we get out of this thing I want to look good for those pictures.
That's my only claim to fame this Fall.
You know, this might be your only contribution to being alive.
Think anyone's worried about you?
Think anyone's worried about you?

[more German] voices

Ohh! No sacrifice!

13 Are They Thinking Of Me?
Nay alway ullo
Unda way uzzun leer
Unda holways around
Who are under the whale

I will hum bay above
Are they over the sea?
Are they hungry above?
Are they thinking of me?

In the way of the world
Where they're always a whale
In my humble experience
There ain't no-one to help.

In the sun of the wold
Is there anyone knows
He'll be hundred before
How could anyone know?

Are they hampered again?
It was over the wold
Are they all this way up?
And the probe in the door.

Are they hungry out there?
Are they thinking of you?
In the rhythms out there
How could anyone know?

14 Beast

15 The Roil, The Choke
He raised the stake
And broke the soil
And phrased the stroke
That takes the oil
And stoked, erased and foiled the lake
And smoked and boiled the grazing snake
The roil, the choke, the cakes of praise
The spoils that break now cloak the days
That wake the coil of blazing coke
The flaking glaze of Royalty broke
He raises, stakes, admires, stokes
The flowery blaze, the fiery pokes

16 Chemin De Per

17 Stravinsky

18 Radiothesia III

19 Distant Hill



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