songs from el tope

by derek joe brockett

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originally issued on limited edition cassette with a different cover by Tract Records on 8/31/2004. CD reissue was 09/26/2006. both physical versions are out of print.

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released August 31, 2004

derek joe brockett- singing, guitars, toy drum, melodica, and piccolo marimba. thank you: delia millan, samuel joe, selene oliveros, buddy blutpug, damian hoffield, and thomas heath. all songs written & performed by derek joe brockett (c) 2004, 2006 gallery thirteen ASCAP

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derek joe brockett

born in the USA 1971 to the sounds of black sabbath, marvin gaye, rolling stones, david bowie, and sly and the family stone. first e.p. on vinyl was recorded in oklahoma, 2001. all other releases recorded in oaxaca, mexico where the proverbial hat is hung. this is outsider's music with an existential twist and so no wonder why you've found yourself here. ... more

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Track Name: foreign threads
the red of my burn
the white of my bone
the blue of my eye

the red of my blood
the white of the dove
the blue of the sky

the red of the rose
the white of the foam
the blue of the bruise

& I can breathe
then I suffocate
in these foreign threads
Track Name: later days, better lays
under needle night summer sky
connecting pinhole light
certainly alone but unsure
it seems I have to be
& memory is a dying tree
we see leaves falling down

& so later days will bring me better lays

creating myth from uncertainty
were you or I the clown?
broken but in one solid piece
I'm told I have to be
yes, something tells me I have to be
but we see me falling down

& so later days will bring me better lays

now knee-deep in papaya leaves
I drink 'neath puny moon
my memory will somehow negate
the beauties that were few
& my faith will somehow tolerate
a whole world that's falling down

& so later days will bring me better lays
Track Name: my loretta
Loretta, my land-locked love
I can't even sail to thee
surrounded as you be
by desert, rock & tree
though you mean so much to me
I'm down on my good knee

Loretta, my forlorn whore
forsaken on the shore
of some shallow state resevoir
we'd dance our poor heels sore
but I can't even sail to thee

Loretta, my land-locked love

your tippy toe gets me down
& you've already moisted your gown
& I'm out here 'tween two seas
puffing on opium glee
salts suppin' on memory
but Loretta no be next to me

Loretta, my land-locked love
I can't even sail to thee
Track Name: bad luck bones
with my bad luck bones & my blue eyes
I rode into town on a white lie
I sure looked good in my bow-tie,
did you see me?

now give me a bottle or get me high
then take me to your best pig sty
O, how sex trade shows & and a shoe shine
would sure please me

so bring it oh yeah, bring it on yeah
my bad luck bones don't jingle nor jangle no more
so bring it oh yeah bring 'em on yeah
my walkin' change don't jingle nor jangle no more
but bring it oh yeah bring 'em on yeah

with a broken tooth, it fuckin' feels like
I rolled out the door into white light
to sail out of here come the high tide
would sure please me

with a handful of gravel & a thin knife
it seems no one told her killing ain't right
she whittles out my eyes and carves her name upon my thigh
she sure loves me!
no!

so bring 'em on, yeah bring 'em on yeah!
my bad luck bones don't jingle nor jangle no more
so bring them on, yeah bring them on yeah!
i tell you this now but bring em on yeah
my walkin' change don't jingle nor jangle no more.
Track Name: tropical bug bite
I won't say good-bye if you're leaving
I won't start to cry at el tope
so take what you want, just leave me be
I'll shoot dice, I'll shoot booze in the evening
tug o' war with the moon until morning
I'll wail at the wall so shamefully
scratching my tropical bug bite

I'll howl out for you under fierce noon
I'll conquer the sea for my earnings
in a sinking ship bearing your name, I'll be
I'll undo what's been done to your beauty
I'll glorify you before others
with the dying, the lost, & the bleak I'll be
scratching my tropical good-bye
Track Name: balling
if I could step outside
I'd breathe a fresher air
then I'd unbridle your hair
but you'd leave me balling

& if a star would fall
if something could come true
I'd wish that you'd wish for me too
but you'd leave me balling

& if the sun would shine
if the wind would blow
to your shore I'd surely go
but you'd leave me balling

& a heart filled with tears
& a bottle now filled with air
& a gullet full of wet despair
leave me balling
Track Name: canned laughter
so why is the sea laughing?
what have you done?
& where are your snakes napping
& for how long?
this hatred is not natural, it puts me on high
it puts me on high

a penny's worth of handsome
has done you such good
a slave since birth to a master
has done no such good
they made you from rotten plaster, so rot you should
so rot you will

(it's strange to see you ignoring me & my kill)

a prelude to nothing after
no nothing to hide
so add to my shotglass, you bastard,
some venom & lies
so why are things lately laughing?
what have you done? what have you done?
what will you do?
Track Name: my strength is hatred
hungry there both day and night
what would be thrown away?
the senseless man sharpens his knife
& grinds his teeth away

my strength is hatred, babe
O, let it grow on trees

the waves are waving to your eyes
cast all hope in those waves
what makes ocean levels rise
to cover up our shame

now that my strength is hatred, babe
O, let it grow on trees

the man with bloody fist on fire
is steeped in pining pain
the man with his old prayers so tired
is born without a name

yeah, that my strength is hatred, babe
O, let it grow on trees

reassured by blinding light
that I'm in need of shade
I'm on fire both day & night
I need your quenching wane
an empty cup, a broken plate
a splinter in a flame
an emptied eye, a broken face
a web of bleeding veins

my strength is hatred, babe
O, let it grow on trees
Track Name: crawl of the mill
yon legs ready to revel rouse
to raise my cain, if you will
all riled up and walkin' tall
o're filthy tiles in borrowed heels

yon worlds under revealing blouse
raise the price of the thrill
all while's up, you ain't had near a ball
you find I'm crawl of the mill

yon legs ready to revel rouse,
you find I'm crawl of the mill
Track Name: mid june's belly
riding on my way
searching for some shade
the sun's damn fierce this day
smell her burning mane
the sky's an ashy haze
I've been thirsty since mid-May
betrayal in her bray
skin baked into the clay

yeah look there 'neath that desert shrub
sand suppin' on my love
who wears a blood stained wedding veil

much to my dismay
the truth, the light, the way
led my babe astray
from harbor & from bay
I came all this way
my June burst into flames
cradled low & lain
on a saintly maroon stain

yeah look there 'neath that desert shrub
flames suppin' on my love
who wore a blood stained wedding veil

I came all this way, my June burst into flames
cradled low & lain, on a saintly maroon stain
Track Name: out of steam
pretty soon you're gonna know
the power of my love
I'm gonna kiss your long hung woe
'til the good Lord come down & take me & put me up above

gonna see you cross your legs
& hand flatten down your skirt
you'll more than likely slap my grizzly face
then you'll clean your hands upon my shirt

O, what a precious night, it could be
my love is a kingdom, it would be
the only thing I'm lackin' is you, as you see
'cause my self has run out of steam

a sick, warm wind is a blowin'
skirt balloons up past precious' knee
I long for you more than all that gold
O sweet Jesus let me see

don't you smell so damned pretty
forgive me, Lord, if you think me weak
it's that I'm seeing what she's got a showin'
& what she ain't is what I seek

O what a precious night, it could be
my love is a kindom, it would be
the only thing I'm lackin' is you, as you see
'cause my self has run out of steam
Track Name: the devil was so close
tears were streaming down two-faced
'cause I thought I had understood
I was told there would come a love from above
that would smother up this world of frowns

I want that love beneath my skin
I want that love give my eyes life
a love that courses through all veins

but so little did I know
I'd come to see up the back of her hose
yet so little did I know
the devil was so close

so I sang in vain for all I'd paid
'twas a pale rendition of life's refrain
I thought a light would come from the open sea
that would illuminate the earthly bound

I wanted light beneath my breath
I want that light give my eyes life
a light that courses through my blood

but so little did I know
I'd come to see up the back of her hose
yet so little did I know
the devil was so close
Track Name: tropical time
when there was still hope left
when there was still hope left
when I had but not one care
& you didn't have a clue
I never would have guessed
that betrayal would befall you

so now that these days
tear themselves far away
from a calendar girl
it has come the end of tropical time

when but one single thread
when but one damned single thread
held together borrowed bed,
blood-stained sheets & dusty pillow
I never would have guessed
that together could be so lonely

so now that these days
tear themselves far away
from a calendar girl
it has come the end of tropical time

when there was still hope left
albeit one damned single thread
I saw how time, certanly,
had ignored you seemingly
I never would have guessed
that vulgarity would become us

so now that these days
tear themselves far away
from a calendar girl
it has come the end of tropical time