Vol. 2 Made in Spokane 1978 - 1981

by Sweet Madness

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Jan Gregor | vocals, guitar
John Robison | vocals, Vox & Farfisa organs, Yamaha CP-30 piano,
Buchla modular analog synthesizer
Mark Fenton | drums, backing vocals
Don Lynd | bass, backing vocals


Volume Two unearths more previously unreleased Sweet Madness music from where Made In Spokane: 1978 – 1981 left off. Featuring 15 mutant garage rock gems from the original Pacific NW post-punk era.

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released 19 May 2015

All songs arranged by Sweet Madness and recorded analog.
Digitally remastered at Winchester Staircase Studios.

June 1978 songs recorded at WWU, Bellingham, Washington
August 1979 song recorded live outside using binaural headphones on Division Street
December 1979 songs recorded at Womach Studios, Spokane produced by Bob Zat and Sweet Madness
November 1980 songs recorded live at Womach Studios, Spokane by Bob Zat
January 1981 song recorded at Womach Studios, Spokane produced by Bob Zat and Sweet Madness
March 1981 songs recorded at EWU, Cheney WA produced by Bob Zat and Sweet Madness and engineered by Steve Dahlen.

Gregor songs: Brennan Dalsgard Publishers ASCAP
Robison songs: Rat Boggle Music ASCAP

bandcamp+site design: Rickio Woods | www.rickiowoods.com

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Track Name: Sleeping Without You
Sleeping Without You

It’s autumn, the nighttime’s closing in
She’s putting on her lipstick while staring right into the mirror
She picks up her gloves, picks up her handbag
High heels click clack out the back door down the stairway and
It’s nighttime, the car pulls into the street
Brisk blue air feels cool on her face and her neck
She settles back on imitation leather
Takes a left turn and puts the pedal to the metal

I can’t sleep when I’m dreaming about you
I have dreams when I’m sleeping without you
I can’t sleep when I’m dreaming about you
I have dreams when I’m sleeping without you

The car stops, she unfastens her belt
She’s pulling on her gloves and checking her rouge in the mirror
She opens the door and picks up her handbag
Feels the moisture on her ankles as she walks across the yard and
It’s quiet, she pauses for a moment by the door
Turns the key that opens to the red shag entry of the house
She slips off her jacket, slips off her shoes
Tiptoes down the hallway to the bedroom on the right

I can’t sleep when I’m dreaming about you
I have dreams when I’m sleeping without you
I can’t sleep when I’m dreaming about you
I have dreams when I’m sleeping without you

repeat

(Jan Gregor)
Track Name: Monica's Had a Change
Monica’s Had a Change

He met her on the shoreline
He was another receding hairline
He was thrilled by her purple hairdo
Associated with taboo

Monica’s had a change
A change of heart

She lived day to day
He lived on the bay
He drove a porsche
She drove him crazy
She wrote him poem
He wasn’t lazy

Monica’s had a change
A change of heart

And when their friends met
Oil on water
They couldn’t see what they saw in the other
And when the dust settled all their friends had left
They didn’t know what to do, what to do next

Monica’s had a change
A change of heart

Friday night she missed the meeting
He didn’t miss, didn’t miss the meaning
Gone for good, the letter said
I had a good time, no regrets

Monica’s had a change
A change of heart

(John Robison)
Track Name: I'm Not Vicious
I’m Not Vicious

I saw him grin, one hell of a grin
When he turned the screw
That fractured smile just sealed my hate
For people like you
You’d have to have walked through the pain I felt
To understand the pleasure I feel

I’m not vicious about it
I’m not vicious to you
I’m not vicious about it
I’m not vicious to you

I saw him swim, and tightening in
Just circle the prey
Those razor teeth just ripped to the bone
And ended your day
You’d have to have swam in infested seas
To understand the treasure I’ve found

I’m not vicious about it
Oh, I’m not vicious to you
I’m not vicious about it
Oh, I’m not vicious to you

I felt her long tubular fangs sink into my skin
Rearing her head up she struck me again and again
You’ve have to have slept in a serpent’s den
To understand the freedom I’ve found

But I’m not vicious about it
Oh, I’m not vicious to you
I’m not vicious about it
Oh, I’m not vicious to you

(Jan Gregor)
Track Name: Obsessive Compulsive
Obsessive Compulsive

Got to get some work done now
Obsessive Compulsive
Got to see the results now

Got no patience
Got to prove to myself
I’ve got the urge now
I’ve got to get my tools
I’ve got to work now
I’ve got to stretch my gray cells
Got to stretch my gray cells

Obsessive Compulsive
Got to work it’s getting late
Be with you in a minute
I’ve almost got it right

Got no patience
Got to prove to myself
I’ve got the urge now
I’ve got to get my tools
I’ve got to work now
I’ve got to stretch my gray cells
Got to stretch my gray cells

Obsessive Compulsive
I know I’m driving everyone crazy
It’s a white collar middle class habit
I can’t be lazy

Chorus

(John Robison)
Track Name: Falling and Fading
Falling and Fading

Lay down awhile, try to fall asleep
I wish you luck in that regard
You’ve been up, for days on end
Sometimes surviving’s pretty hard

You say you only drink, when you feel depressed
You’ve been drinking all the time
You said you only sleep
When you’re not possessed
You’ve been looking like a crime

You’ve been falling and fading
Falling well I can’t pull you through
Falling and fading
Falling, well, I’ve been falling too

Sit back awhile, try to get some rest
You need to find your strength alone
When you come, to the final test
I hope you find your way back home

You’ve been falling and fading
Falling while I can’t pull you through
Falling and fading
Falling, I’ve been falling too

(Jan Gregor)
Track Name: Disposable
Disposable

I’m leaving tomorrow don’t you understand
Can’t you hear me
I really don’t see where it is I stand
Won’t you clear me?

Ask me how I’m feeling
Disillusioned
Ask me what I’m seeing
No solution
I know, I’ll be missing you

I’m not disposable
I know that you think I am
I’m not disposable
I know that you think I am
I’m not a pull it out, wrap around
Use it up and throwaway disposable
I know that you think I am

I don’t want to leave on uncertain terms
Won’t you clear me?
When I try to get an answer to a question or two
You just smear me

Ask me how I see it
I feel older
Ask me what I’m feeling
I feel colder
I know, I’ll be missing you

I’m not disposable
I know that you think I am
I’m not disposable
I know that you think I am
I’m not a pull it out, wrap around
Use it up and throwaway disposable
I know that you think I am

Keep me handy, easy to use
Take it or leave it
You gotta choose, you gotta choose

Chorus

(Jan Gregor)
Track Name: Grab and Hold
Grab and Hold

You can stay at my house, babe
You can borrow my keys
You can have anything you want
But you won’t have me

I don’t need promises on paper
I don’t need a guarantee
I don’t need anything at all
Still you won’t have me

Why do you always think I grab and hold?
I know you’re not up for keeping
Why do you always have to be so cold?
Can’t you see my love’s not sleeping

You can walk in my life, babe
We could find something to do
We could have anything you want
Why can’t I have you?

Why do you always think I grab and hold?
I know you’re not up for keeping
Why do you always have to be so cold?
Can’t you see my love’s not sleeping

Then she says, “Stop! You don’t see my point of view.
I’ve got a lover of my own, I don’t want to be untrue
If we had met in another place and time maybe I could be with you
If we had met in another place and time I could fall in love with you
I could fall in love with you.”

So why do you always have to grab and hold?
You know you’re not up for keeping
Why do you always make me look so cold?
Can’t you see my love’s not sleeping

(Jan Gregor)
Track Name: Boys Just Get Excited
Boys Just Get Excited

Crawl out of bed, the radio’s blaring
I like to wake up to an old song sometimes
Sit up sip on little Miss Caffeine
She tastes so good when you first open your eyes
Wake up in the morning and I feel good

Jumped on the shuttle bus at 9:15
People always talk about the weather and the world
9:28 when I took my leave
Oh good, it’s raining it’ll make the rivers full
Get out in the evening and I feel good
Get out in the evening and I feel fine

The boys just get excited, I’d don’t have to explain
We ain’t no muscle manics, We ain’t no freebase mains
The boy’s just get excited, I don’t know why or how
But Johnny needs a sedative, Johnny needs a sedative

Walk off the street, four bucks at the door
They don’t spend the cover charge on room décor
Find a table, drink some red wine
The band’s about to play, I guess we got here on time
Stay out in the evening and I feel good

Home in bed the telephone’s ringing
I like to wake up to an old friend sometimes
I hope it’s my fortune teller
She makes it worth my while to open my eyes
Early in the morning and I feel good
Early in the morning and I feel fine

The boys just get excited , I’d don’t have to explain
We ain’t no muscle manics, We ain’t no freebase mains
The boy’s just get excited, don’t know why or how
But Johnny needs a sedative, Johnny needs a sedative

(Jan Gregor)
Track Name: Reorientation Camp
Reorientation Camp

We all have our place and we fall right back in line
It’s not too safe to move any faster than that
The certain order, is not too well defined
But step out of line and you’ll see where it’s at

We have a number, and we check in at the door
You better have it out when it’s your turn
I took a shortcut, no cause for great alarm
I didn’t think I’d done you any harm

Alright I see, my hand awaits your stamp
Please don’t send me to reorientation camp
Please don’t send me to reorientation camp

We all have our role and we play our part in life
You fumble a line you better make your exit fast
Your life’s on record, just remember that
We have a photostat of everything in your past

I understand now, you won’t hear from me again
I hope my uproar did not cause expense
I want a wife now, a job at your factory
I think I’ve finally found my common sense

Alright I see, my hand awaits your stamp
Please don’t send me to reorientation camp
Please don’t send me to reorientation camp
repeat

(Jan Gregor)
Track Name: I Don't Like You
I Don’t Like You

I didn’t like the way you twisted my arm
I didn’t like the way you talked then
I didn’t like the way you lived your cliche
I didn’t like the way I didn’t win

I didn’t like your voice
I heard it every night
I didn’t like the way you didn't see my way
Didn’t think it’d work out right

I don’t like the way you insinuate I’m lying
I don’t like the way you’re so remote
And I don’t like the way you accuse me of not trying
And I don’t like your nasty note

I don’t like your voice
I hear it every night
I don’t like the way that you don’t see my way
Don’t think it’ll work out right

I won’t like the way that you'll amputate my freedom
I won’t like your selfish greed
And I won’t like the way that you sever our relation
Well, I won’t like the way you that bleed

I won’t like your voice
I won’t hear it every night
I won’t like the way that you won’t see my way
It won’t work out right

I didn’t like your voice
I heard it every night
I didn’t like the way you didn’t see my way
Don’t think it’ll work out right

I don’t like you, you don’t like me
I don’t like you, you don’t like me
I don't like you

(John Robison)
Track Name: Are You Domesticated?
Are You Domesticated?

Oh, I had to call you up and hear the dirt
These crazy rumors been flying around
They say you got a new job and you're real content
I hear you got an old man and you got money to spend
I know you think I'm irresponsible but would you look at you
Yeah would you look?

Are you domesticated?
Yeah, why's that?
Or have I speculated
Well I don't know
You seem regulated
Maybe that's me
It's been substantiated
Have you been checkin' on me?

Aah, I had to call you up and hear it from you
Tell me these crazy rumors aren't true
They say you stay home nights just to watch TV
You act like you got somethin' over on me

I know you think I'll never get anywhere
But honey how do you rate? Honey, how do you

Are you domesticated?
Yeah, why's that
Or have I speculated
Well, I don't know
You seem regulated
Maybe that's me
It's been substantiated
Have you been checkin' on me?

Cuz now you worry 'bout important things
And appointments you must make
And which fork you should use on your salad plate

Chorus

(Jan Gregor)
Track Name: What's In It For Me?
What’s In It for Me?

When you first came to me you were down on your knees
When you first came to me you said “listen to me please”
Times have changed and so has your attitude
You think you’re on top you can get away with being rude

What’s in it for me? What’s in it for me?
You always want to know what’s in it for you
What’s in it for me? What’s in it for me?
I’m tired of hearing what you want me to do

Have you forgotten your friends? I’m sure they’re offended
I’m hoping that you’ll get caught red-handed
I wish you’d change your mind and stay for awhile
I’d sell my soul for one little smile

What’s in it for me? What’s in it for me?
You always want to know what’s in it for you
What’s in it for me? What’s in it for me?
I’m tired of hearing what you want me to do

Will you remember the day when we first met?
Is it in your mind or did you forget?
It’s not too late for you to come back home
Don’t be irresponsible, don’t be alone

What’s in it for me? What’s in it for me?
You always want to know what’s in it for you
What’s in it for me? What’s in it for me?
I’m tired of hearing what you want me to do

What’s in it for me? What’s in it for me?
You always want to know what’s in it for you
What’s in it for me? What’s in it for me?
I’m tired of hearing what you want me to do

(John Robison)
Track Name: Severn
Severn

Severn, Severn, don’t move so slow
The voice is calling for us to go
Severn, Severn, I know the sign
I got the heat and I know the time

You look deep into the flame, babe
Do you feel the fire pull you?
Look deep into the flame, babe
Do you feel it control you?

Sylvain said, “This city’s insane
I put my fist through a window pane.
I try and catch hold of the pain I feel
But my head starts to spin and my hand starts to reel.”

You look deep into the flame, babe
Do you feel the fire pull you?
Look deep into the flame, babe
Do you feel it control you?

Severn, Severn, don’t move so slow
The voice is calling for us to go
Severn Severn, I got the time
I got the heat and I know the sign

You look deep into the flame, babe
Do you feel the fire pull you?
Look deep into the flame, babe
Do you feel it control you?

(Jan Gregor)
Track Name: D.O.A.
DOA

Did you hear the door slam as I walked out fast
Were the snarling brakes the thing that you heard last?
Did my words seem to echo up against the wall
Around the room and shouting down the hall

Come on down, identify the body
Notify the kin
Left the road at 109
Screamed the bulletin

Did you feel your head spin as the walls closed in
Could you feel the heat, could you taste the gin?
Did you see the flash of blue red light
Did the scream of sirens break the dead of night?

Come on down, identify the body
Notify the kin
Left the road at 109
Screamed the bulletin

(Jan Gregor)
Track Name: Flight Number 77
Flight Number 77

Woke up this morning, moon in my eyes
Head for the airport, head for the skies
Took a taxi to the terminal gate
Jumped out fast I knew I was late
Bumped into her met hollow brown eyes
What she said hit me like ice

Don’t get on flight number 77
You’ll never make it home
Don’t get on flight number 77
You’ll never make it home

How can this be?
How do you know something’ll happen to me?
It’s not my way to turn around
Got no time on that flight I’m bound
She turned away said “It’s up to you
Take that flight it’s the last thing you’ll do”

Don’t get on flight number 77
You’ll never make it home
Don’t get on flight number 77
You’ll never make it home

I pushed on through, I boarded the plane
Rose on through the clouds and the rain
Felt a tingle down to my spine
Couldn’t get those words out of my mind

Don’t get on flight number 77
You’ll never make it home
Don’t get on flight number 77
You’ll never make it home

(Jan Gregor)