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Boo Frog

by Boo Frog

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1.
Down in the swamp all covered in fog an eyeball grew on an ol' rotten log the swamp started stirrin' and its legs sprouted out crawled to the shore and let out a shout Good Lord almighty, I think I've finally arrived! I think, therefore I am... it feels so good to be alive! In the murky depths of an ol' peat bog spawned a higher form of an ol' polly wog when he realized as he started into hoppin' croakin' out a rhythm he weren't stoppin' Good Lord almighty, I think I've finally arrived! I think, therefore I am... it feels so good to be alive!
2.
what would I do without your love? what would I do without your love? what would I do? I would be blue doing everything the devil wants me to Don't wanna live this way no more I am tired of this war but every time I've try to run I shoot myself with my own gun I'm so sick, sick of it (chorus) Shoot and run, run and hide underneath the darkened skies I look at you in surprise but I can't even see your eyes don't you do me this way! (chorus) I'm a bird on a wire and all my feathers are on fire the situation is getting dire now it's time to take it higher! You know I want you, the devil wants you too!
3.
Walk With Me 03:57
Hey there girl, take a walk with me there's something on the side of the mountain that you should see the ground is alive with an orgone energy the sky is wide and she's lookin' down on me we can go when it's raining on the canopy we can walk when the sun is shining -- it don't matter to me the sky is a spectacle of hexagon patternry it's all tied together with nature and humanity Hey there girl let's lie on the mossy ground you look fine just wearin your flowery crown and the birds in the trees sing a symphony of sound with a melody that's never before been found we saw the vision of all that will come to be we saw something that might not be meant to be seen hey there girl, take a walk with me hey there girl, take a walk with me
4.
A year's gone by and you're a little older your best friend called, wants to cry on your shoulder long lost love and your heart grows colder don't give up girl, it ain't over someone's got a present for you birthday girl, now don't you be blue You wander through life looking for a lover no more cryin' under the covers I am the boy you've been dreaming of the source of the river is a mountain of perfect love I got a birthday present for you everybody's there, you're invited too! I got a birthday party for you everybody's there, you're invited too! don't ya be blue!
5.
Woman walk away never lookin' back she knocked my train right off the track skin-tight jeans all dressed in black two wild cats! in a gunny sack! shake it pretty baby my jaw went slack she was purrin' like a pussy cat the hounds of hell were on her back two wild cats! in a gunny sack! her piston were pumpin' like a cadillac the hellcats struttin' she got the knack skin-tight jeans all dressed in black two wild cats! in a gunny sack!
6.
Baby take me home I'm so tired of being alone We're drinkin' in the same bar listenin' to electric guitar I saw you smile at me I'm thinkin' how good it could be This here ain't no one-night stand Baby, let me be your man This ol' dog don't wanna roam Baby I'll throw you a bone Yeah I saw you smile at me and I'm thinking how good it could be You're purdy, you seem kinda shy you don't want any ol' guy I swear I can't leave you alone Baby, let me throw you a bone Feels like you're like no other baby, let me be your lover Baby, can I buy you a beer? you got nothin' to fear
7.
Crushed 04:45
The sun was like a blackberry crushed against the night and we were drifting off to sea with moonlight in our eyes pain, regret, and whiskey fueled the night that night... "I'll meet you at the gas station," he jumped into his truck. We tried to follow him, but we had no luck Halfway home, he took flight Lights shone from the trees with forest deep inside The telephone still ringing in my head and Kristine screaming, "My husband!!!" I cannot forget that night and how it met its end the children went to foster homes christine to heroin when all he ever wanted was to be with them again
8.
hey little brother, I'm still riding that train been riding for years, but I'll be back again never did find that long lost friend hey little brother, the train is off the track but it keeps on rollin' never comin' back you can see the spirits from the old smokestack little brother listen, I didn't mean to break your heart when I got on board, they said we'd soon depart ended up sittin' all alone in the dark listenin' for the engine to start hey little brother, I saw a familiar ghost Ogden Ghould said he loved me most goin' down the mountain headin' for the coast movin' full-throttle back to where I was born I feel so lonesome, I feel so forlorn I ain't heard from my baby since Christmas morn
9.
High school girl sits in morning sun hair hangs down loose and long eyelids flutter half-awake breakfast is birthday cake cream cheese frosting thick and rich she's gonna lick it off her fingertips she leans and whispers to her friend the moment, it's too sweet to end and it's too nice to go to school you wanna get away? we can break some rules. let's escape to the beach we can let the waves bathe our feet we can let the sun heat our skin as the surf comes crashing in we can taste the salt we can feel the spray be the song live today summer bleeds across the sky gotta live today
10.
Her Heroine 03:27
She was her heroine she saved the day, yeah that's her role she was her heroine she came along to save her soul she was her heroine took her in, turned her out on the street she was her heroine walkin' through the mission in her bare feet abandoned child in a garbage can tragedy was waiting for the baby cussin' out God since she could speak I thought it was he, who cared for the meek she was her heroine helped her walk it through her sleep she was her heroine pray the lord my soul to keep when she came to, she was so surprised she hadn't died when she opened her eyes what's it mean when another man dies? that's a face she don't recognize
11.
the dust princess said, "come stay with me in my palace of dust." it was a space buckskin warehouse hennipin avenue, minneapolis I lay on the wide wooden floor watched the dust motes dance in the shafts of windowlight in the night, the artists worked safe from snow, smoking marlboros in the loft we dreamt of fire on the top a room of leather old moccasins no one put together we made everything out of leather poetry laced together traces of leather leather dust and the little clouds shatter in the mirrors the pebbles splash beneath the bridge the little rats hurry 'cross the tracks and the hobos hop the boxcars of my mind yeah she knows and she floats burning spark in the morning windowlight
12.
We lived in a place so cold and gray a thousand years ago things seemed bleak yesterday she said "let's just drive and go." the distance can't be measured when we arrive we'll know it seemed just like forever or just an hour or so Hello Goodbye to heartache and the pain-filled soul something large is stirring behind the cellar door Absinthe is all around lay your burdens down so many things of wonder waiting to be found on Sunnyside Avenue Taking in the finer things laughing all around let's have tea and we can see the stars come raining down We lay out on the blanket the trees stood tall and true I just want to thank you for all the things you do on Sunnyside Avenue
13.
My Parade 04:35
Winter went on so long feeling like and empty drone clouds wrapped around my home endless misery now it's breaking up feels like I'm waking up coffee in my cup and I am happy when I was down nobody came around now I'm coming up they want to make me frown but you won't rain on my Parade this is my happy day ice cream and lemonade flowers everywhere rainbows in my hair dancing in my underwear never thought I'd be there but here I am today now that I am happy they think they must enlighten me they think they need to set me free they think, but they don't know No you won't rain on my Parade LA LA LA LA LA, LA LA LA LA, LA

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Collapse Board: Song of the day – 128: Boo Frog
www.collapseboard.com/everett-true/song-of-the-day/song-of-the-day-128-boo-frog/

Despite the assertion from the editor of Mess And Noise that my blogging is all “NME this, or Franz Ferdinand that”, my desk seems to be currently sadly bereft of new releases from major labels, or even major indie labels.

Instead, I’m reduced to scrabbling around among the scrag-ends of cultural abandon – or, as the chairman of the board of judges for the AMP put it, “dwellers on the fringes of society” – sorting through the remnants of CDs put aside to listen to that should have been listened to damn years ago but sadly a life spent devoted to “NME this, or Franz Ferdinand that” doesn’t seem to be paying the bills so I’ve only just got round to buying a new computer that actually plays CDs. It seems appropriate that the first such search should throw up Portland’s Boo Frog – pond-dwellers and scum-suckers like myself, wallowing in the deep primordial ooze that once spawned The Cramps and all that nastiness. The music is raw and timeless, psychedelic and trippy: all fuzzed guitars and mean gruff male vocals and Dead Moon-flecked female. One suspects there’s only a minimum of musicians playing, because Boo Frog clearly understand the way silence and the space between the silences can unsettle. There’s no bass. Why would there be? Why would there be? Reverb, as ever, is their queen and castle and legacy and floating jetsam pushing aside the barges of woe.

The search also threw up a press release that indicates Boo Frog formed in the spring of 2009 at a Lux Interior memorial, and recorded all the tracks on their debut deep-end swamp rock album Boo Frog during the three hottest days in Portland’s history, which seems relevant but now I retype these words I can’t quite put my finger on it somehow. Ah yes, context. I dunno. This seems like everything The Racounteurs could be, but are not in any shape or form. I kept expecting ‘Crushed’ to break into 13th Floor Elevators’ ‘You’re Gonna Miss Me‘. Boo Frog are hard. Boo Frog are heavy. Boo Frog crush.

- Everett True, July 2010

credits

released October 3, 2009

Chris Newman - guitar, piano, vocals
Erika Meyer - guitar, vocals
Paul Vega - drums

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