Well, it’s Volume 13, which means you will go to hell and/or be fucked by a witch if you listen to this stuff. Having issued that disclaimer, I think you will enjoy this latest Volume of Dumpsterlicious Basement madness. Basements are the kinds of places where you can dismember cadavers and imprison fourteen year olds far from the prying scrutiny of judgmental neighbors. So kick back and enjoy this latest helping of uncensored Telepathic Dumpster rehearsal jamming and LONG LIVE THE AUDIO CASSETTE!
--Carter
recorded April 29, 2008
Fuck yeah! We kick off this rather Satanic Volume of the Basement Tapes with Carl’s DADEAD Funk, a lyric-less number that woos you to the service of the Dark One through its irresistably groovy acoustic riffology. Hail Satan! Have sex with a lizard!
recorded April 29, 2008
One of the most potent songs confronting the issue of the Iraq War that I have heard in the past three years. A powerful tribute to the ability of music and lyrics to convey a message of great political consequence.
recorded April 29, 2008
I don’t know the title of this new song snippet. It features (barely audible) lyrics by Emily sung over a 12-string guitar riff of Carl’s. It is cool and jazzy, and maybe somebody will tell me what the hell to call it and we’ll rehearse it and perform it one of these days. [Note: I have since been informed that Emily has no attachment to lyrically developing this song, and I have meanwhile written some lyrics for it called Spider’s Web, so we’ll see what happens.]
Hallelujah
recorded June 4, 2008
Wow! This funky song has proven to be a surprise hit at our recent (July and August 2008) Oak Street Speakeasy shows. A great ode to a very good dog named Mali.
recorded June 4, 2008
This short spoken-word selection issues a warning to the Basement Tapes listener that you would do well to heed, followed by a violent non-sequitur.
recorded June 4, 2008
This song goes way back to the Dumpster’s roots, for it is one of the earliest few songs we learned together. Carl had written these songs prior to the birth of the Dumpster, but I don’t think they appeared on either of his two solo albums. We played this trilogy at our first public shows at the (now defunct but unfortunately not burned down) World Cafe in summer 2005, and it also closes our Dirty Rat album, which was recorded around that same time.
recorded June 4, 2008
This is still (August 2008) one of my favorite Telepathic Dumpster songs (I say as much at the end of the track), and you’re only going to hear it live or here on the Basement Tapes for awhile yet, since unfortunately it wasn’t recorded for our forthcoming (summer 2009) album, This Is The Same. Maybe for the next one? Let’s hope so.
recorded August 17, 2008
This recording documents the very first night any of us played this new song of Emily’s, and as you will hear, it jelled quickly. And it is beautifully written. Rock! [Technical Note: Near the end of the track, at about the 5:20 mark, there is a digital graft, accomplished via use of my FREE Audacity audio editing software.]
recorded August 17, 2008
This is the first recording of the band playing this new tune of mine. I fuck up the lyrics in the opening line, they’re supposed to be: “You treated me like a fat piece of shit.” Enjoy!
recorded August 17, 2008
Another new song from Carl, this time a warning about excessive egotism and unthinking speech and action. And catchy to boot!
recorded August 17, 2008
This is also becoming one of my favorite little numbers, even though it doesn’t have English lyrics yet. Carl, who composed Ooeeoop, says some words might be on the way, but in the meantime, why deprive ourselves of this uplifting melodic groove?
recorded August 24, 2008
A more polished version of the upcoming world premiere hit, likely (if I judge by early audience reactions) to become my newest signature song.
recorded September 28, 2008
A beautiful new song by Carl in a structurally loose yet energetically appealing rehearsal version.
recorded September 28, 2008
A more polished run of the hauntingly great new song by Emily, a fitting conclusion to this volume of the Basement Tapes series.