Tamatebako

by Cuz

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Cuz are Mike Watt (Minutemen, fIREHOSE, The Stooges) and Sam Dook (The Go! Team). A collaboration which has produced this album, ‘tamatebako’- a conversation taking place over eight years and several continents.

Weaving eclectic influence- from Japanese folklore (the ‘tamatebako’ is a Pandora-style box featured in the ‘Urashima Tarō’ legend), through ancient British landmarks, to personal loss- into a heady mix of whisky-gnarl, motoric riff, thrift-store percussion and toy synth, the effect is a tight, groovy, ever-elusive, outsider pop. Vocals come from both Watt and Dook, often within the same song, representing an unlikely pairing of throaty drawl and choir-boy purity that works magnificently. Guest vocals come in the form of the esteemed beat writer Charley Plymell, and Kaori Tsuchida (The Go! Team), amongst others.

Recorded between 2008 and 2013.
Brighton Electric Studios, UK. Champagne Mouton, France. London Road Abode, UK. Coachwerks, UK. Petra Haden's home, USA. Mike's home, USA. Danny's home, UK. Charley's home, USA.

credits

released May 12, 2014

All songs written and arranged by Sam Dook and Mike Watt, except Slipstream and Spinning Basket Net, written by Dook/Watt/Tobert.

Lyrics: Sam Dook, Mike Watt, Kaori Tsuchida, Charles Plymell

Mixing: Joe Pickering, Sam Dook, Mike Watt and Danny Tobert.

Mastered by Al Scott.

Album Artwork: Hideyuki Katsumata

Distribution: Republic of Music

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Track Name: Houdini
I carry my name and thought collection
Walk across the bridge of choice selection
It’s money for old rope, I’m drunk as a monk
Cobwebs hang on a sad skeleton

The dead sheep and horses sing the violin’s song
Houdini and the magic stick, kon-tiki and the quick step
Keep yr head above the water, plant ideas in the ground
Night night, hold tight, don’t let it keep you down

The sandman’s coming in his train of cars
with moon beam windows and wheels of stars
So hush you little ones and don’t you fear
The man in the moon is the engineer

The railroad track is a moonbeam bright
That leads straight up to the starry night
So hush you little ones and don’t you fear
The man in the moon is the engineer (trad /American)

I’m konkin’ in the tub
Where the dead get scrubbed
Just played my brains out
On a d-town tour stop

Sprawled on a pile
Of funeral home tile
Insulated by a konk sack sock now

At the time I didn’t pay no mind
A body gets tired from working hard bass

However the morning
Brought informin’
I tripped discoverin’
Where Houdini last bathed
Track Name: France Gnarl
Kissed by a touch of the starlight
Roaring in your eyes

I

Lost myself
Only falling
Very fast w/ out
Ending ever

Your aura mane
Opening for me the
Universe
Track Name: Song For Ronnie
The yankee clipper is under her three sky sails she cuts the sparkle and scud
My eyes settle the land…..I bend at her prow or shout joyously from the deck

The boatmen and clam-diggers arose early and stopped for me
I tucked my trouser ends in my boots and went and had a good time
You should have been with us that day around the chowder kettle

Great is the quality of truth in man
The quality of truth in man supports itself through all changes
It is inevitably in the man
He and it are in love and never leave each other

O truth of the earth! O truth of things! I am determined to press the whole way towards you, Sound your voice! I scale mountains or dive in the sea after you

If you want me again look under your bootsoles
You will hardly know who I am or what I mean
But I shall be good health to you nevertheless
And filter and fibre your blood
Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged
Missing me one place search another
I stop somewhere waiting for you

(Mike Watt selected excerpts from ‘leaves of grass’ by Walt Whitman
Track Name: W/ No Bee Sting
Shape-shifted sense of a situation
Space ship fit in the brain of a human
Fleeing the jive filling up the hive
Feeling what I’m hearing makes me know I’m alive

Ain’t no sister, just a big-eyed drone – w/ no bee sting

Animations of erased equations
Evasive onanist preoccupation
Impotent’s important at this point of time
The focus on bofus is a state of mind

Rip shod ricksha via the boat
Boot-strapped wing flap sure is a hoot
Tumbled and bumbled being more than a word
Something else felt, certainly not heard

Ain’t no sister, just a big-eyed drone – w/ no bee sting

Mission crumbled, admissions mumbled
Packet in the jacket yellow-striped and humbled
Emasculated so compensate
Corkscrew whirlpool
Blown out of shape

Aimlessly shamelessly famously flailing
Buck up butch to prove you’re a male then
Whisper your vespers under your breath
‘til lonely honesty is all that’s left

Ain’t no sister, just a big-eyed drone – w/ no bee sting
Track Name: Thinkin' 'Bout Thinkin'
Once upon a town a pretty little town
Our pretty pretty town have we
Came into sight, ugly gave a fright
This man he came to be

‘my name is aiken drum I am no ones son, do you have work for me?’

Grey was the sky, born in his sad eye
For the pretty town it looked away

Women and men both little and small
Cared for anyone, not at all
They sowed their isn’t they reaped their same
Sun moon stars rain

(excerpt from ‘anyone lived in a Pretty how town’ by e.e. cummings)


Thinkin’ ‘bout thinkin’
Thinkin’ ‘bout doin’
Thinkin’ ‘bout startin’
Thinkin’ ‘bout pausin’
Thinkin’ ‘bout re-startin’
Thinkin’ ‘bout stoppin’

Thinkin’ ‘bout stoppin’
Thinkin’ ‘bout startin’
Thinkin’ ‘bout pausin’
Thinkin’ ‘bout re-startin’
Thinkin’ ‘bout doin’
Thinkin’ ‘bout thinkin’

Once upon a town, a pretty little town
Our pretty, pretty town have we
Came into sight, beauty pure as light
This woman she came to be

All would stop and stare envy in their glare
For what she was they could but behold

Lonely was her cloud and humble was her proud
Was Aiken drum would set her free

Women and men both little and small
Cared for anyone not at all
They sowed their isn’t they reaped their same
Sun moon stars rain

(excerpt from ‘anyone lived in a Pretty how town’ by e.e. cummings)
Track Name: Tamatebako
I’m fisherman, name is Taro
One day I save a turtle
He thank you to me. I got on his back
The turtle took me to bottom of the sea

This palace of the dragon God
There’s a beautiful princess
This must be heaven she treat me like a king

Party for three days, stay up all night
Oh what about my mum
II must go back, princess says stay
And she gives me a box, Tamatebako

She told me never to open
I go back home but my mum has gone
Three hundred years gone past in here

Open the box, white smoke coming out
and my hair went grey, my back bent,
I’m suddenly aged
How long have I been there princess?
Track Name: Slipstream
Thirteen hundred feet up when I popped the hatch
mid made up way before I yanked the latch
rememberin’ how it started images I conjured
the sea softly catching me no way I could het injured
arm wide open gently she’ll hug me
that’s what I was thinkin’ and plunged w/ out a worry

king trombone goes to war
But the war he cannot find
No soldier comes to his side
No trumpet climb, no drum as sign
King trombone’s war

Anticipating my flop on this mattress
I’ll make like a dervish and get ecstatic
The blue above the blue below
Spinning myself I began to roll
twirled and rolled, my mind unfurled
every thought at once far beyond this world

The Bimini road has a fork in its cloak
Its where you’re going
Out of the slipstream
Dive down deep into
Ocean sleep
Ocean sleep

Time is extending as my fall starts ending
Hours passing for every single second
Good rubs, good loves all intertwined
Rushing up to meet me I realise
No tender embrace – what’s this happening?
Hard as cement what a rude awakening

King trombone wants his war
In his design no foe to find
Look’s everywhere but no ones there
No trumpet climb, no drum as sign
King trombone’s war

The Bimini road has a fork in its cloak
It’s where you’re going
Out of the slipstream
Dive down deep into
Ocean sleep
The dream came loose in the sea you’ve come to choose
Dive down here for the treasure that you fear is sinking
A lock lies in the sand the key is in your hand, is in your hand
Track Name: Fickle Fortune
What’s plain to see is yours to hold
You’ve travelled far and cant be told
The hand of cards you will behold

Fickle, fickle fortune ‘O

The howling wind chose not to stem
The tempest laughs and you do descend
But the golden seer chose to defend

Fickle, fickle fortune ‘O

Green grows the leaves

Now a diamond sits upon your ease
A sailor wrestles open sea’s
Night’s army carries its disease

Fickle, fickle fortune ‘O

Many choices come to soon
Shadows fall while flowers bloom
The argument will not presume

Fickle, fickle fortune ‘O

You walk beside a frozen lake
You sometimes give you sometimes take
While leaving what you cannot make
You cling to fear but never want to break

What’s plain to see is yours to hold
You’ve travelled far and cant be told
The hand of cards you will behold

Fickle, fickle fortune ‘O
Track Name: Sand and Bones
It’s up there. It’s down there. It’s time and space
It’s eternity in a shipwreck. In the silent water
Daylight brings an hourglass of sand and bones athwart an ocean wave

The moon has a lonely wound that can reach into your cave
It’s up there. It’s down there.
It’s a fortune teller’s lips bursting with rapture
Walk gently down the forever path
To escape deaths wrath walk gently forever

It’s up there. it’s down there. It’s time and space and life
There is no escape
Who will dance in it’s ballroom

It’s up there. It’s down there. It’s time and space
Track Name: The Wheel and The Ring
He took himself there on a lonely night
Made his way to the ring
Circled around it twelve times
Was silent didn’t say a thing

O’ the wheels are turning, the wheel of Ezekiel
Burning in the night sky, the wheels of Ezekiel
The wheels of Ezekiel

If the devil comes in his dark robes
And offers you a meal
Be sure to know the price you’ll pay
And answer with a steady tongue

East and west, north and south
You can see for miles around
In the trees the birds will not sing
Up on Chanctonbury ring, up on Chanctonbury ring

O’ the wheels are turning, the wheel of Ezekiel
Burning in the night sky, the wheels of Ezekiel,
The wheels of Ezekiel

One means anger
Two brings mirth
Three for a wedding
Four for a birth
Five is heaven
Six is hell
But seven is the very devil himself (Trad UK / author unknown)

He took himself there on a lonely night
Made his way to the ring
Circled around it twelve times
Was silent didn’t say a thing

East and west, north and south
You can see for miles around
In the trees the birds will not sing
Up on Chanctonbury ring, up on Chanctonbury ring

O’ the wheels are turning, the wheel of Ezekiel
Burning in the night sky, the wheels of Ezekiel,
The wheels of Ezekiel