Taboo VI: The Homecoming

Released: 1992

Label: Shrimper

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Liner notes

TABOO VI: THE HOMECOMING,

By the Mountain Goats, is:

Running Away with what Freud Said. Ice Cream, Cobra Man Move (Chicago 196?) This Magic Moment Don't Take the Dogs Away One Winter at Point Alpha Privative Solomon Revisited Going to Alaska

(PLUS 2 BONUS TRACKS!)*

and was recorded in California. The Mountain Goats wish to extend their most sincere appreciation to Mark and Joel, and to Maria Leticia Hurtado-Chavez, a source of light on a dark mountain.

I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry Eleven Bands (*)

Track 10 is a joint recording by the Mountain Goats + The Congress. Track 9 is track 9.

Mahayana

Is it possible for animals to be reborn as deities?

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Running Away with What Freud Said

"しあわせを

祈る女の 性かなし

辛や 重たや わが恋ながら

沖の瀬をゆく 底曳き網の

舟にのせたい..."

Big city, wide corner

New flowers, cold comfort

56 Fahrenheit early in the morning

Buses passing by, black smoke in their wake

Big surprises, a lot of big surprises

Bones ringing, running away with what Freud said

Same morning, world breathing

Far, far from home

Big ringing in the bones

Whose bones are these — God please

Feel the pumping, feel the fresh blood pump inside

City's living, the city's truly living

What's the difference, running away with what Freud said

Ice Cream, Cobra Man

"I think a lot of women aren't willing to perform analingus immediately, they have to be sort of told or invited to it. I think they neglect it as being a erogenous zone on a man. I enjoy having my asshole licked during a 69 position while I am devouring her myself."

I have a hand disfigured by snakebite

I have a couple of things that I really like

And I am heading your way all the time

I'm gonna move all my vital organs

To someplace outside my body

The wiring is something you would not believe

I feel no pain

As I float across your ceiling

And I, I have no shame

I am in a thousand rooms all at the same time

Yeah, and I have a glass

Filled with water and light and I feel good tonight

I am climbing up this mountain

You can watch me

You can watch me

"Um, I just enjoy it very wet, and I — just knowing that the woman — and just imagining what she looks like with her tongue out licking me and at the same time feeling that sensation is just tremendously hot for me."

Move (Chicago 196?)

If you leave, you're gonna get athlete's foot

Athlete's foot

When you leave

Oooooo

Athlete's foot

Athlete's foot

Athlete's foot

When you leave

Oooooo

Oooooo

<voices and laughter>

If you leave, you're gonna get athlete's foot

Athlete's foot

When you leave

Oooooo

Athlete's foot

Athlete's foot

Athlete's foot

When you leave

Oooooo

Oooooo

This Magic Moment

"Morning."

<muffled response>

"Little bit tired?"

<muffled response>

"<inaudible> la noche. <dialogue in Spanish> encontrarlo."

This magic moment

So different and so new

Unlike any other

Until I kissed you

And then it happened

It took me by surprise

I knew that you felt it too

By the look in your eyes

Sweeter than wine

Softer than a summer night

The feeling I had inside

Whenever I held you tight

This magic moment

With your lips so close to mine

Will last forever

Forever 'til the end of time

Whoa

Whoa

Whoa

Sweeter than wine

Softer than a summer night

The feeling I had inside

Whenever I held you tight

This magic moment

With your lips so close to mine

Will last forever

Forever 'til the end of time

Whoa

Whoa

Whoa

Whoa

Whoa

Whoa

Whoa

<more dialogue in Spanish>

Don't Take the Dogs Away

Don't take the dogs away

Don't take the dogs away from me

Don't take the dogs away

Don't take the dogs away from me

You do this every time

You do this every time, I swear

You do this every time

You do this every time I'm there

Just look around the house

Just look around the house we're in

What should I say to you

Where do you want me to begin

Don't take the dogs away

Don't take the dogs away from me

Don't take the dogs away

Don't take the dogs away from me

One Winter at Point Alpha Privative

What the hell kind of deal is it here anyway

How much does it cost and how long can we stay

Should we dance, should we sing, should we curse, should we pray

Do I have to hang on every single word that you say

Every hour, every minute, every second of the day

Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey

What the hell's going on at the edges of your face

There's nothing you can do, would it leave a single trace

Will it take your pretty features and lay them all to waste

Can we sit down over there, can we sit down any place

Can you feel the spirit moving, can you feel God's grace

Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey

Ever since I married you I've wondered what it means

That every single shirt I own is burst out at the seams

Every single piece of clothing, every last pair of jeans

All the reds, all the whites, all the yellows, all the greens

And I'm sure that there's a reason all of this is happening

Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey

Solomon Revisited

You say you came to see me

Because you had nothing else to do

But I've got a radio

You say you thought you'd stop on by

And let me have a look at you

But I've got a radio

I've got a radio

I've got a radio

I've got a radio

I've got a radio

You say you've brought some photographs

But I don't care to see them

'Cause I've got a radio

You say this place must get dull sometimes

But that's not the way I see it

'Cause I've got a radio

I've got a radio

I've got a radio

I've got me a radio

I've got a radio

You say these rocks are treacherous

But how long has it been since you've seen my feet, you see

I've got a radio

You warn me about all sorts of things

But they're not the sorts of warnings that I need, you see

I've got a radio

I've got a radio

I've got a radio

I've got a radio

I've got a radio

Going to Alaska

"That's quite a loose end, wouldn't you say?"

"Well, you're good at loose ends, Danno. Track it down, and, uh, let's move on this one. It's a request from the governor."

The jacaranda are wet with color

And the heat is a great paintbrush lending color to our lives

To the air, and to our faces, but I'm going to Alaska

Where there's snow to suck the sound out from the air

Up, yes

In the branches

The purple blossoms go pale at the edges

There is meaning in the shifting of the sap and I see in them traces

Of last year but then they hadn't grown so strong

And their limbs were more like wires, now they are cables

Thick and alive with alien electricity

And I am going to Alaska where you can go blind

Just by looking at the ground, where fat is eaten by itself

Just to keep the body warm

Because from where we are now it seems really

That everything is growing in a thousand different ways

That the soil is soaked through with old blood and with relatives

Who were buried here or close to here and they are giving rise

To what is happening, or can you tell me otherwise

I am going to Alaska where the animals can kill you

But they do so in silence as though if no one hears them

Then it really won't matter, I am going to Alaska

They tell me that it's perfect for my purposes

"... hear the, uh, details of what Anthony Scofield's son did to, uh, drag you all the way out here?"

"No. No, it's the lie we have to deal with now."

I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry

Hear that lonesome whip-poor-will

He sounds too blue to fly

The midnight train is whining low

I'm so lonesome I could cry

I've never seen a night so long

When time goes crawling by

The moon just went behind the clouds

To hide its face and cry

Did you ever see a robin weep

When leaves begin to die

That means he's lost the will to live

I'm so lonesome I could cry

The silence of a falling star

Lights up a purple sky

And as I wonder where you are

I'm so lonesome I could cry

I'm so lonesome I could cry

Eleven Bands

Follow the grass up the foot of the mountain

Follow the twisting branches

When you look at them remember that they

Are alive and flowing still

See their colors lighten as you climb

Watch the sunlight catch them and reflect them

It reflects them everywhere

One of these paths leading up the nameless mountain

Was the one that told you something once

But you will not find it here

It has shriveled up and wriggled off the mountain

Like a dying vine

Once these things take on their weightlessness

The structure comes apart

How do the trees grow in this weather

It is freezing cold

Take the path on up the mountainside

And all the sounds from far and wide

Will leave you suddenly

And sugared winds come through the clouds

Taboo VI: The Homecoming, Nall, accessed September 14, 2015.

Credits

Thanks as always to Caliclimber, whose Flickr page provided the album art, and who also amazingly figured out the song at the beginning of Running Away With What Freud Said. Thanks also to Ben Franklin who discovered the source of the audio at the beginning and end of Going to Alaska.