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MSL JAX (2009)

by MSL JAX

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1.
BEING WASHED BY THE SEA ----------------------- I'M A TV BROADCAST WITH NO LIGHT NOR TRANSMISSION. I'M A SHOW IN THE DARK OF PENTOMIMES IN ACTION. I'M A RADIO SOUNDLESS THAT NO ONE LISTENS. THE BLANK PAGE OF A STORY WHERE EVERYTHING COULD HAPPEN. I'M A PAINT ON A WALL WHEN A BRICK STARTS TO FALL. I'M A SHAPELESS SCULPTURE MADE BY NO ONE BUT NATURE. I'M A NEW OAK'S LEAVE BORN THE FIRST DAY OF AUTUMN. I'M THREE THEATRICAL KNOCKS AND THEN ANYTHING COULD HAPPEN. I AM CURTAINS AND STEAM, I'M A DREAM NO ONE WILL NEVER HAVE BUT YOU. I'M INVISIBLE INK, I'M A WINK YOU WANT NO ONE TO READ DON'T YOU. I'M A HEART IN THE SAND TO BE WASHED BY THE SEA. A MUTE WEDDING REQUEST WHEN THERE'S NO ONE TO MARY. I'M SIDEWALK CHALK NOTE FOR THE FIRST RAIN DROP FALLEN. I'M AN ADDRESSLESS LETTER THAT ANYONE COULD OPEN.
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ONE SHORT OF A SIX-PACK SOUNDS ------------------------------ I'M THE NICE GUY YOUR MOM LIKES. SHE THINKS I'M STEADY BUT I'M SHY. I'M THE GOOD SON YOU KEEP AN EYE ON. I'M NOT LAZY, I'M JUST TIRED. YOU SAY I BEHAVE LIKE CHILD BUT I FEEL LIKE I'M SIXTY-FIVE. THE NEW BORN BABY DOESN'T CRY. THAT MEANS HE'S STUPID OR HE'S MAD. BUT I DON'T WANNA BE THIS WAY. (I JUST DON'T WANNA BE THIS WAY) I FEEL LIKE ONE SHORT OF A SIX-PACK WHEN YOU LOOK AT ME THIS WAY. I'M THE GOOD LADY YOU'LL MARY. LOOK LIKE VIRGIN BUT I'M ORNY. THE SHORT-TIME FRIEND YOU CALL IN NEED USED TO BE HELPFUL AND I'M STILL. YOU LIKE TO SAY I'M OUT TO LUNCH, TO SAY I'M FUNNY WHEN I'M DRUNK. YOU THINK I'M MISER BUT I'M WISE. I KNOW THE PRICE THAT COST A LIE.
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LIKE A GIRL IN A TREE --------------------- THERE'S A GIRL LIVIN' IN MY TREE. WHEN I PLAY A SONG SHE LISTENS TO ME. SHE LET A TEAR FALL AND FELL FROM HER TREE. I CAUGH HER BEFORE SHE BREAKS HER TWO KNEES. SHE WAS HIDDIN' IN THE GARDEN WHERE HER FAMILY USED TO LIVE. SHE IS NOW A REAL BIG WOMAN WITH A LOT OF DREAMS AND SHE SAID TO ME : "YOU CAN BRING ME IN YOUR BAGS I'LL HOLD TIGHT ON YOUR BACK. I'LL SEE THE WORLD PROTECTED." MY SHOULDERS HURT ME HARD, YOU'LL HAVE TO WALK BUT YOU CAN STILL HAVE A SHELTER IN. AND SHE SAID TO ME : "THERE'S A SNAKE WAITING DOWN FOR ME. IF I WATCH THE GROUND I'M FEELING DIZZY." I CAN KILL WHAT'S CRAWLING BUT I FEAR THE BEES. "THERE'S ONE PLACE I FEEL RELIEVED. WHEN I'M HIDDEN IN THE LEAVES. IT'S MY UMBRELLA, MY HEATER, IT'S MY COOL FRIEND IN THE SUMMER" AND SHE SAID TO ME : "YOU CAN BRING ME IN YOUR BAGS I'LL HOLD TIGHT ON YOUR BACK. I'LL SEE THE WORLD PROTECTED." MY SHOULDERS HURT ME HARD, YOU'LL HAVE TO WALK BUT YOU CAN STILL HAVE A SHELTER IN. WHAT SHE SAID TO ME, WHAT SHE SAID TO ME.
4.
BACK IN A MYSTERIOUS TOWN ------------------------- WHAT A MYSTERIOUS TOWN I LANDED IN. IT LOOKS LIKE A STAIN BUT IT'S JUST CROWDED. WHAT A MYSTERIOUS TONGUE THEY ARE SPEAKING. IT SOUNDS LIKE COMPLAINTS BUT THEY'RE JUST TALKIN'. WHAT A MYSTERIOUS PLACE TO SURVIVE. THEY PILE UP EVERYONE TILL IT COLLAPSE. WHAT A MYSTERIOUS WAY TO BEHAVE THEY TRAMPLE EVERYONE WHO REVIVE. BUT THIS MYSTERIOUS TOWN IS THE TOWN I'M BORN IN. THAT'S THE TOWN WHERE I GROWN. THAT'S THE TOWN I LIVE IN. WHICH MYSTERIOUS TONGUE AM I SPEAKIN' ? IT SOUNDS LIKE RAIN BUT IT'S BRO -KEN DREAMS. THAT'S THE TOWN I'M LEAVING
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"I AIN'T AFRAID", SHE'D FINALLY SAID. ------------------------------------ EVERYTHING STANDS EVERYTHING IS FINE TILL SHE RISES FROM THE DEADS THAT MEANS SHE FUCKED UP SOMEHOW. SHE IS A MESS, THERE'S NOTHING SHE DOES RIGHT AND SHE CHOSE ME AS THE LAST WITNESS OF HER WASTED LIFE. ACCORDING TO HER NOTHING WORTHES A TRIP, THERE'S NO POINT IN ANY KIND THAT DOESN'T STAND ON A LINE. SHE HAS NO PRIDE BUT TO STRAY IN THE STREETS AND SHE'S USED TO THINK THAT NO ONE MIND HER LIFE'S SUCH A BITCH. HE'S NOT HERE TO HEAR YOUR WORDS AND I DO, AND I DO. HE'S NOT HERE TO HEAR YOUR WORDS AND I DO. SO HOW DO YOU THINK I FEEL ? I WAS AFRAID OF WHAT SHE'D SAY. (I WAS AFRAID OF WHAT SHE'D SAY) I WAS AFRAID OF WHAT SHE'D SAY. I USED TO CARE WHEN I WAS JUST A KID AS SHE BEAT THE RYTHM ON MY NERVES LIKE HAMMERS ON STRINGS. SORRY TO BE THE NICE GUY THAT I WAS. SORRY NOT TO BEAT HER DOWN TO MAKE HER SHUT HER BIG MOUTH. HE IS NOT HERE TO HEAR YOUR CALLS AND I DO, AND I DO. HE IS NOT HERE TO HEAR YOUR CALLS AND I DO. SO HOW DO YOU THINK I FEEL ? I'M NOT AFRAID OF ANYTHING YOU CAN SAY AS YOUR VOICE IS JUST A WHISPER WHEN BETTER A WIND BLOWS OVER. LET'S CLOSE THIS CIRCUS NO ONE'S LEFT TO PLAY AND I AM THE EMPEROR'S THUMB UP FOR GLADIATORS. IF YOU FEEL LIKE STARVED SWALLOW YOUR HEART AND LET IT DIE, LET IT DIE. YOUR FATE IN MY HAND I HANG UP IT HARD AND LET IT DIE, JUST FUCKIN' DIE. I'M NOT AFRAID OF WHAT SHE'D SAY. (I'M NOT AFRAID OF WHAT SHE'D SAY) I'M NOT AFRAID.
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NO MATTER IF YOU FIGHT OR PRAY ------------------------------ YOUR INJURIES HIT MY TOLERENCE BUT I WON'T FLY. I OFTEN FREEZE IN FRONT OF THE OFFENCE BUT NOT THIS TIME. TOO MUCH TALKERS THINK LIKE YOU AND SAY IT LOUD. TOO MUCH WANKERS DOES LIKE YOU AND THINK THEY'RE RIGHT. HELL IS THE OTHERS AND TO MUCH DEVILS HANG AROUND TO PROVE YOU'VE VERY BADLY CHOSE YOUR DAY. YOU SELL YOUR MORAL AND DON'T FEEL LIKE YOU WASTER MY TIME. YOU THINK IT'S NORMAL TO FOOL THE AUDIENCE IS YOUR PRIDE. TOO MUCH PREACHERS BELIEVES THEIR BELLY IS OUR WORLD. BUT SORRY YOU HAVE BADLY CHOSE YOUR WORDS. I WON'T WAIT A FAIREST FATE TO SHUT YOUR MOUTH NOR YOUR CONSCIENCE TO WAKE 'CAUSE YOU'VE NO MIND. I WON'T WAIT SOMEBODY TALLER KNOCKS YOU DOWN. YOU'LL ALWAYS FIND AN ESCAPE TO RESTART. BUT YOU CAN GO TO HELL I'LL CHASE YOU THERE. THERE IS NO PLACE YOU WILL FEEL SAFE. NO MORE DRESS TO HIDE YOURSELF THIS TIME NO FRIEND TO PUT THE BLAME ON. YOU PUSH ME HARD WHEN I QUIETLY STAND APART. THERE'S NO REASSESS BUT AN EXCESS OF SELF-ESTEEM. HERE ENDS YOUR DREAM.
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Walk On 04:35
WALK-ON ------- I DREAM TOO MUCH AND NEVER ACT. AND ALL THOSE ENDLESS THOUGHTS I CARE ABOUT. I AM TOO MUCH LAZY TO CONCRETISE. I'M UNABLE TO REALISE. I WALK AWAY AND NEVER FIGHT. WHEN I'VE GOT SOMETHING GOOD, I MAKE IT BAD. AND I AM TOO MUCH EASY TO COMPROMISE. THE WORLD I LIVE IN'S IDEALISED. FOR ALL THE CHOICES NEVER MADE THE SACRIFICES NVER DONE. FOR ALL THE PRAYERS NEVER SAID TO ANYONE. FOR THE DECISIONS I DIDN'T TAKE FOR SOMEHOW REASON ELSE BUT LOVE. THE LACK OF FAITH AND SELF-ESTEEM LEFT ON THE ROAD. I WALK ON, I WALK ON. I ALWAYS DOUBT AND NEVER TRY. WHEN I'VE GOT SOMETHING SOFT, I MAKE IT HARD. IT TAKES ME TOO MUCH TIME, I'M PARALIZED. I'M UNABLE TO ORGANIZE.
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KEEP YOUR TRAIN ON YOUR OWN TRACKS ---------------------------------- THEY BUILT THEIR GIANT HOUSE NEARBY MY CARAVAN. AND THEIR GREEN GARDEN GROWS WHAT'S STILL SEEDS IN MY HEAD. SOONER OR LATER I'LL FIND A PLACE WHERE I FEEL GOOD. NEITHER LIVERS NOR NEIGHBOURHOOD. GUYS LIKE ME NEED THEIR FRIENDS TO BE LAZY TO FEEL LIKE WE ARE BRAVE BUT THEY'RE ALWAYS MILES AHEAD. GUYS LIKE ME NEED THEIR FRIENDS TO BE CRAZY TO FEEL LIKE WE ARE SANE BUT THEY ALL JUMPED OF THE TRAIN. IN JUST ONE MOVE THEY STEPPED OVER THE MOUNTAIN I'M CLIMBIN' FOR THE LONG TRYIN' TO REACH THE END. UPPER FURTHER TO FIND A PLACE WHERE I FEEL HOME. NEITHER WINTER NOR ANY ROAD. WE HAVE GROWN MUCH FASTER EACH YEAR MY FRIENDS BUT THERE'S STILL NO PLACE WE'RE FEELING NEAR FOR THE TRAIN DRIVERS WE ALL BECAME. WE STOPPED TO THINK AND WE STARTED TO CARE. WE KEEP ON BELIEVING BUT WE WILL NEVER COMPARE WITH WHAT YOU CAN DO AND WHAT YOU REALLY CAN'T.
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LEAVE YOUR T.V. WHERE IT STANDS ------------------------------- THEY SAY ANYTHING THAT COULD MAKE US STAY. THEY SHOW WHAT WE ALL WANT TO KNOW. STAY TUNED UNTIL YOU'RE READY TO CONSUME THE SAME OLD STORIES WHEN THE URGE BECOMES A NEED IT GETS REAL ON MY SCREEN. THEY FAKE REAL EVENTS FOR A PASIVE CROWD. CREATE SUSPENCE FROM SENSELESS LIFES. THEY SPREAD LONGER COMMERCIAL BREAKS AND ADS. THE SAME OLD STORIES KEEPIN' THE SECRETS ALIVE REVEALED ON MY SCREEN. SAME OLD STORIES 'BOUT AN AUDIENCE RATING RISE GET REAL ON MY SCREEN. SHOOT YOUR T.V. DOWN AND GO OUT TO GIGS. SAVE YOUR MONEY FOR THE BANDS AND WE WILL SHOW YOU WHAT THE REAL LIFE IS. MOVE ON, REACT, THROW YOUR T.V. OUT. SAVE A DAY FROM THE ROUTINE BY COMIN' TELL US WHAT YOU'RE RHYMING WITH. THEY SAY TO GET IN IS THE ONLY WAY TO WIN A BIG PART IN THEIR PLAY. YOUR DREAM WILL COME TRUE IF YOU WATCH AND PAY. THE SAME OLD STORIES ARTISTS OR CELEBRITIES CONFUSE ON MY SCREEN. SAME OLD STORIES AMBITIOUS OR TALENTED LOOSE SENSE ON MY SCREEN. MOVE ON, COME OUT, THERE'S NO POINT IN BEING STARS. THEY'RE LIGHTS ON MY SCREEN. MOVE ON, COME OUT, TAKE IMAGINATIONS BACK BY BREAKIN' THE SCREEN.
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AND NEVER TALK 'BOUT COMIN' BACK -------------------------------- I AM NOT AT EASE IN FAMILY DINERS WHEN THEY ASK ABOUT MY FUTURE PLANS. I STRUGGLE TO BE A GOOD PERFORMER AND EVERYTHING WILL SOON BE ALRIGHT. I AM NOT AT EASE TO DELIVER LETTERS WHEN THEY WONDER WHY I'M LATE THIS TIME. I WORK DAYS TO PLAY FOR FREE AT NIGHT BUT EVERYTHING WILL SOON BE ALRIGHT. I AM NOT AT EASE IN JOB INTERVIEWS WHEN THEY WANT TO KNOW WHAT I'M GIFTED FOR. I'M A LOOSER AND A VERY BAD SELLER BUT EVERYTHING WILL SOON BE ALRIGHT. I AM NOT AT EASE IN FRIENDS REUNIONS WHEN THEY ASK ME TO TELL ALL MY NEWS. I STILL RUN FROM SCHOOL WITH THE SAME OLD SHOES BUT EVERYTHING WIL SOON BE ALRIGHT. YOU COULD WRITE A BOOK ABOUT THE THOUSAND BULLSHITS I SAID WHEN IT WAS TO HARD TO DEAL WITH SO MUCH COMMONPLACES. YOU CAN ADD A CHAPTER FOR MY DESPERATE ADMISSIONS BUT NEVER TALK BACK NEVER TALK BACK TALK ABOUT THAT. 'CAUSE I DON'T CARE WHAT THEY SAY. I AM NOT AT EASE TO PLAY ON STAGES BUT I'VE GOT SO MUCH TO TALK ABOUT. CONFIDENCE CAN COME ANY DAY NOW AND EVERYTHING WILL SOON BE ALRIGHT. EVERYTHING WILL SOON BE ALRIGHT. YOU CAN ADD A CHAPTER FOR ADMISSIONS AND EXCUSES BUT NEVER TALK BACK NEVER TALK BACK TALK ABOUT THAT. 'CAUSE I DON'T CARE WHAT THEY THINK.
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TO THE SAD-EYED LADY LAND ------------------------- BAD LIFE LADY DANCING LAZY, DIGGING GRAVES FOR THE MASSES. ABSENT-MINDED, NARROW FINDER NEED SUCH CARELESS ACTRESS LOVER. SAD-EYED BABY TEARS DISTILLING CRIES ON PHONE AGAIN. SAD-EYES BABY TEARS DISTILLING CRIES IT NEVER ENDS. BLEEDING AUTIST, BROKEN-HEARTED NEEDS TO BACK OFF AND GETS ENOUGH. GHOSTEN COMPLEX, SELF-LIES REFLECT. VAMPIRES STAYS IN THE ASHTRAY.
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UNTIL THE OLD GRIM REAPER STOPS ------------------------------- EVERY MORNING I WAKE UP IN THE SAME BED AND I REMIND MY LIFE'S NO AIM. EVERY MORNING I PUT THE SAME RECORDS ON, TURN OFF THE LIGHTS AND WATCH THE RAIN. EVERY MORNING I EAT JUST THE SAME OLD BREAD AND DON'T HAVE TIME TO MAKE NEW PLANS. EVERY MORNING I READ AGES IN MY HANDS I COUNT AND WAIT FOR THIS DAY ENDS. SOMEONE IS RINGING AT MY DOOR. (I DON'T WANNA KNOW WHO'S THAT FOR) I EXPECT NO ONE TILL THE NIGHT (NO ONE WANTS TO DIE ON DAYLIGHT) SOMEONE IS RINGING AT MY DOOR. (I DON'T WANNA KNOW WHO'S THAT FOR) I EXPECT NO ONE TILL THE NIGHT (CAN'T DIE ON DAYLIGHT) EVERY MORNING I REMBER I'M STILL HERE SURVIVED FROM LIFE, BURIED MY FRIENDS. EVERY MORNING I STILL TALK BUT REALISE THERE'S NO ANSWER MY LOVE IS DEAD. EVERY MORNING I STILL WONDER HOW IT COMES I LIVED FOR SO LONG WITH THAT PAIN. EVERY MORNING I WAKE IN THE OLD BED I REMIND I LIVE LIKE A DEAD.
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The Clocks 00:39
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14.
HEADIN THE SKY, FEET ON THE GROUND. ----------------------------------- WHEN SHE LEAVES ROOMS TURN DARK. WALLS STRETCH AS SHE WALKS OUT. THEY'RE GETTIN' LONGER AS THE LAST SECONDS THAT HAVE PAST. FURNITURES SHRINK MY HEART. LABYRINTH'S IN THE HOUSE. THE WINDOW'S NOW A PEEP-HOLE WHERE HER GOODBYES ARE MY DESPAIRS. T.V.'S ON, DON'T FEEL TIRED. EMOTIONS ON STAND BY. MY MIND'S ON REVERSED STAIRS. I WALK BUT IT GOES NOWHERE. I TAKE THE LAST WORDS SHE SAID OFF WITH MY HEAD. I HEAR VOICES FROM THE DEADS SAY I'M A STRANGER IN MY BED. SHE IS THE SKY AND THE GROUND. SHE'S THE SUN AND THE LIGHT SHE'S WHAT LIFE IS ABOUT. SHE IS THE SAFE AND THE SOUND. WHEN I LOOK IN HER EYES MY MIND'S STARTING TO SHINE. DARKEST NIGHT HAUNTED HOUSE AND THE WORSE COMES TO MIND. I HEAR THE TIMELESS HOURS WONDER WHAT WOULD I BE WITHOUT HER.
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Recorded on Sept. 2008 by Mez,
Mixed on April 2009 by Michel Toledo,
Mastered on June 2009 by Arnaud Houpert,
Pictures by P. Bossuyt & Dan Kerosene,
Released by Geneva Punk Ska / Furne Records.

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released September 9, 2009

MISS SHAPENFINGERS : guitars, voices, saxhorns, harmonica, song-writting, cover design.
MatGaz : drums, tambourine, chimney plate.
Billy The Kill : bass guitar.
Tom Bodlin : saxophones.

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MSL JAX Jarnac, France

MSL JAX is a shortcut for Miss Shapenfingers & The Lumberjacks. Miss Shapenfingers is Jerome Bossuyt-Emard (New Kidz, Café Flesh, Mexican Purple Wine, Alaska Raving Mad). The Lumberjacks are bunch of good friends : Rachtaïa (Glasnost), Ben (Handle), Romain (Wizard) and sometimes MatGaz (Headcases, Mars Red Sky), Luis Francesco Arena, Billy The Kill, Clément Jellyfish, David (Mr. Protector)... ... more

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