Issue #9 July
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..O' say can you see
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.."and that ends it folks secretsunday has
taken Radiohead to school and kicked their ass."
"Now I've seen it all Ken, who would've
believed that a virtual unknown out of Houston, TX could come in here and beat them in
their own backyard?"
"Right you are Vic, taking the OK
Computer concept, secretsunday varied it enough to over come Radioheads' mistake of over
indulgence. secretsunday gives us a look at the state of mind as formed and shaped by the
media, life as we know it, and can identify with."
"Yes Ken, and even though we are now
being formed and shaped by computers, the results of this will not be prevalent for at
least another two decades"
"And we're talking relevance to us now
Vic, that is why OK Computer was left on the tarp tonight. Radiohead tried to predict our
subliminal state of mind as it might be in the future, influenced by computers. A great
thinking persons strategy."
"But secretsunday matched that
'thinking-persons' level Ken, then took them out by turning it up a notch musically, and
by bringing it down a notch to 'each-persons' thinking level."
"Hate to interrupt you there Vic, but
we need to cut to commercial right here
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..midway when the singer begins a surreal vocal
accompaniment to the low-fi sinister lead guitar, each rise higher and higher - the vocal
wailing a suffering "Good-bye" repeatedly, finally exploding in a mind boggling
display of despair that chills the senses into seeing the awesome power of emotions
spilling out endlessly into a 'do all or die' torrent of guitar bliss
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..we now present 'television' by 'secretsunday'
Starring; Chris Hungate as voice, acoustic, keys, and trumpet. Robb Moore as guitars,
keys, and voice. Joe Wesson as guitars. Stephen Wesson as bass and Rick Wiggington as
drums. With Special Guest Kelley Cook as voices on 'the tristero'
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..suffer you no more
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..I suppose the essence here lies in the heart
of this album - These guys jam
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.."the church bells that toll towards the
end gives way to a crescendo of instrumentation that finally gets swallowed by same church
bells is a fitting finale to the song that serves as 'television's' core. Linked with 'safe', and 'transmission' earlier, and 'fed'
and 'into the light' later."
"What is 'servo king'?"
"Correct. Please continue."
"I'll stick with song review bytes for 400 Alex"
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..the 'television' concept feeds and preys on
the subliminal expectations of each individual
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..HEADPHONES!, HEADPHONES are a Must! Although
in a car could be equally enjoyed, with the windows up
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..am I a freak? am I a freak?
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..I want to live/I want to die/ I want to know
the reasons why
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..no great loss
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...each of these characters are making choices,
as easy and as difficult as changing channels
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..I guess you'd know that it's all true/ if
they fed you too
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..this is the television of the soul!
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..you want power, without being blown back?
Something to drive you, yet not exhaust you? Something to let you soar, as you settle in?
No Great Loss Records has the answer; A rock
journey that has the "concept" album down pat, yet allows it to roam free. A
journey that owes much to The Who, Pink Floyd, and Alan Parsons as masters of the concept
album. This one can remove you from the everyday discs of 10 songs each to it's own. This
disc gives you each song of it's own but then ties them together with a special touch that
gives you the story; Except it's your slant on the story that gives it the uniqueness to
make it attractive to each of you in your own way
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..guitar god riffs and jams galore
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..echoing reverb guitar which stimulates the
senses that are being attacked by the vocal incantations that are driven by the bass as
the drums pick it all up and guide it away
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..whose influences are recognized through the
Tom York/Bono inspired school of vocalization. Bowing to Joy Division and Sonic Youth the
guitars can be equally fuzzing and crispy strong
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.."The answer is: When you first hear it,
it sounds as if he's criticizing his girlfriend about her drug habits, but as he continues
to repeat "When you're high" over & over, it sinks in that he's also
referring to himself as well (and also creating another scenario where he could actually
be referring to the drugs as a 'person'), and at the same time that he is criticizing it,
he's also accepting it in an almost glorifying way. Then throw in the descending
bass/guitar(?) run that seems to go on forever, and it feels as if you can relate to the
slide/fall from grace as the grandiose self image of the drugs are taking over and
crashing down all around him."
"What is amateur psychological interpretation of the song 'High'?"
"Judges?.....Correct, please continue"
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..a psychotic subliminal manifestation that I'm
probably reading TOO much into and getting twice TOO much out of, but that's the whole joy
of this disc. It takes the listener on an odyssey of their own, allowing the individual to
reach into the depths of their subconscious and let the music create an image that is
unique to each in their own way
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..'Foster Child' offers a slight
variation on the piano transgression of Chicago's 'Colour My World' that slowly dissolves
away to a noodling guitar then re-enters only to back off to the noodling guitar again
before a heavy guitar riff takes command as 'Physical Graffiti' era Led Zep orchestrations
lay low in the background. Pure productional genius
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..swooping vocals carried on the shoulders of a
bass line whose strength will remind you of early Who John Entwistle. A drum beat of great
strides as the guitars layer on top of each other again and again, all combined at times
with trumpet and/or keyboards that evoke beauty and the evil it conceals along with duel
channel sound bytes to deliver the message home
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..by the end it is all coming together as you
fall apart. Suddenly any conspiracy you ever felt begins to take on true significance and
meaning
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..vocal tape samples abound giving the disc an
overall cohesion as the meanings of each song drift in and out like that of falling asleep
in front of the TV. These songs are just a sampling of the dreams that are then
experienced when you leave the normal behind as you are swallowed into the void of life
that is know as 'The Tube'. Like changing channels each song offers us different stories
of different people in their own individual ways yet all bound together by 'The One-eyed
Monster'. And those of us who recognize the 'Electronic Baby-sitter' can identify with
this iconoclastic statement that will lyrically force us to look over ourselves as a
product of the 'airwaves' while musically allowing us to enjoy it
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..'into the light' is significantly
placed to take advantage of the mind alteration that the 'television' set has so valiantly
pursued, as we feel ourselves being drawn to it we are comforted with the mantra that
"This is the television of the soul". With a little less than 60 Minutes
secretsunday has exposed a generation; Yes. Music IS the television of the soul
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..all this and more at our Catalogue page
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..to our roving corespondent, G.Gone with his
report on The Guinness Fleadh
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..so tune in next month when we hear the band
say
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.."television" by secretsunday
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