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Vol. 2 MADE IN SPOKANE 1978​-​1981

by Sweet Madness

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    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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1.
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)
2.
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)
3.
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)
4.
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)
5.
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)
6.
Disposable 02:25
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)
7.
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)
8.
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)
9.
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)
10.
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)
11.
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)
12.
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)
13.
Severn 02:06
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? Sylvan 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)
14.
D.O.A. 02:35
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)
15.
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)

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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 March 13, 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

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The Spokane band that in 1978 kicked off the mutant-garage-punk-art-rock scene of the Eastern portion of Washington state.

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