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Eat Plastic!

by Abel Ashes

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1.
Introduction 00:26
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Commercials 05:29
Commercials by Abel Ashes Here's some commercials, advertisements Here's some commercials you stupid ass Here's some commercials, advertisements Here's some commercials you stupid ass It's craft macaroni with a shitload of cheese That's craft macaroni with a shitload of cheese Craft macaroni with a shitload of cheese That's craft macaroni with a shitload of cheese Here's some commercials, advertisements Here's some commercials you stupid ass Here's some commercials, advertisements Here's some commercials you stupid ass Mister hubcap, he's the wheel smith Mister hubcap, he's the real smith Mister hubcap, hubba hubba hubba hubba hubba Mister hubcap, he's the wheel smith Mister hubcap, he's the real smith Mister hubcap, hubba hubba hubba hubba hubba Here's some commercials, advertisements Here's some commercials you stupid ass Here's some commercials, advertisements Here's some commercials you stupid ass It used to be the Super Bowl, the Teriyaki Chicken Bowl It used to be the stupor bowl, the Teriyaki Chicken Bowl It used to be the Super Bowl, the Teriyaki Chicken Bowl It used to be the stupor bowl, the Teriyaki Chicken Bowl
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Amtrak Out Of Orange County (lyrics by Abel Ashes) Bicycle trails on broccoli puree shrubbery Giant metal cockroaches speed by Little plastic cylindrical Playskool people inside on cell phones The choo-choo shoots under a bridge and through the desert to somebody’s house who is not grandma Steel monster hula dances on the tracks Swishing, bouncing, and wobbling on it’s rivets past the foaming white sea and a genuine Orange County Lumber Truck. The cotton-candied clouds observe as we wobble some more. This time it feels dangerous. Shoots of broccoli streak green into my eyes I’ve never seen broccoli move so fast. Metal boxes housing wooden boxes, stucco boxes housing people Marines speed by on Kawasakis, racing towards decapitation, Their heads shaved for a better bounce. White blocks of paint mask desperate graffiti on cinder block ugly buildings and the train’s whistle blows like a pterodactyl’s fart.
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The Revolution Is Making Me Dizzy (lyrics by Abel Ashes) What’s that question you were asking me? What’s that question you were asking me? What’s that question you were asking me? What’s that? What’s that? What’s the name of this song? What’s the name of this song? What’s the name of this song? What’s the name of this song? “The Revolution Is Making Me Dizzy” “The Revolution Is Making Me Dizzy” “The Revolution Is Making Me Dizzy” “The Revolution Is Making Me Dizzy” That’s the name of this song.
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Food in My Gut (words and music by Abel Ashes) I got the blues so fucking bad. I heard the news. I'm fucking sad. I don't need you to council me. I just need you to leave me be. Just 'cause I need food in my gut Don't mean that I will kiss your butt. Man cannot live by bread alone. Life is so short. It's just on loan. They say you reap what you have sown. I plant my seeds. They do not grow. Sometimes I wish that I was dead. Instead I crawl back in my head.
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The CEO 03:00
The CEO (lyrics by Abel Ashes) I am the CEO and I will kick your ass. I am the CEO and I will kick your ass. I got this job when I was young. I got it from my father. He got this job when he was young. He got it from the Mafia. I am the CEO and I will kick your ass. I am the CEO and I will kick your ass. I am the CEO and I will kick your ass. I am the CEO and I will kick your ass. My father was a senseless man and he was fat and sloppy. He drove in a Mercedes-Benz and hookers were his hobby. I am the CEO and I will kick your ass. I am the CEO and I will kick your ass. I said ‘uh I am da CEO and I’m ‘uh gonna whoop yo ass. I said ‘uh I am da CEO and I’m ‘uh gonna whoop yo ass. I got this job when I was young. I got it from my father. He got this job when ‘uh he was young. He got it from the Mafia, the Mafia. The motherfucker got it from the Mafia. The Mafia, the Mafia. The motherfucker got it from the Mafia. The Mafia, the Mafia. The motherfucker got it from the Mafia. The Mafia, the Mafia. The motherfucker got it from the Mafia. I said ‘uh I am da CEO and I’m ‘uh gonna whoop yo ass. I said ‘uh I am da CEO and I’m ‘uh gonna whoop yo ass. I mean I am da CEO and I’m ‘uh gonna whoop yo ass. I said ‘uh I am da CEO and I’m ‘uh gonna whoop yo ass. My father was a senseless man, a senseless man, a senseless man. And ‘uh he were fat and sloppy. He ‘uh drove in ‘uh Mercedes-Benz and ‘uh hookers were his hobby. I said he drove in ‘uh Mercedes-Benz and hookers were his hobby. Drove in ‘uh Mercedes-Benz and hookers were his hobby. Drove in ‘uh Mercedes-Benz and hookers were his hobby. Drove in ‘uh Mercedes-Benz and hookers were his hobby. Drove in ‘uh Mercedes-Benz and hookers were his hobby. I said ‘uh I am da CEO and I’m ‘uh gonna whoop yo ass. I said ‘uh I am da CEO and I’m ‘uh gonna whoop yo ass.
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Lemming Sunset (lyrics by Abel Ashes) In this opaque myopic nebula, plebeians work for drops of trickle down, from the opulent cornucopia of the aristocracy, as the glutinous monsters beseech their cyber-serfs and corporate vassals, to plunder the “Garden of Eden” in feudal homage, extending their purchase power to hypothetical infinity. Oblivious to the flame that's burning the fuse; kinetic, perambulating, gregarious, odoriferous, copulating gimcracks, inebriated by alcohol, narcotics, and religion, purchase trendy, faulty, useless, and shoddy gimcrackery to fill their sport utility vehicles to the hilt, before their zigzag kamikaze suicide race back home to their TV viewing boxes.

about

Featuring Marcos Fernandes, Fayd Ogolon, Meyer Hirsch, and Eric G. Hensel, Eat Plastic is an album that exists somewhere between 1960s free jazz, 1970s garage funk, 1980s activist rock, 1990s alternative rock, and the early 2000s San Diego experimental music scene.

Reviewers, fans, and detractors have compared the album to The Mothers of Invention, Sonny Sharrock, Primus, and Captain Beefheart.

On the original “Eat Plastic” album, it is apparent that Ashes filled his head with the sounds of early Frank Zappa and Captain Beefheart, before graduating onto the likes of The Residents. The opening instrumental “Stop and Go Traffic” is an excellent FZ style marimba and percussion-led jazz-funk workout; the extended introduction to “The Revolution Is Making Me Dizzy” grooves along in similar vein. Meanwhile, “The CEO” features rapidly changing time signatures, before Ashes gives us his opening vocal shot, an impossibly deep and gravelly Beefheartean baritone, which includes one very long sustained bass note. The lyrics of this song (“I am the CEO / and I’m gonna whip your ass”), “Food In My Gut” (“Sometimes I wish that I was dead / instead I crawl back in my head”), and “Commercials” (“Here’s some commercials, here’s something else / here’s some commercials, you stupid ass”), contain post-modern satire for the working classes, the former featuring funky bass playing from Max Vazin, the latter some gloriously edgy guitar riffing. “Amtrak Out of Orange County” is a nightmare train journey, with noisy and atonal electronic soundscapes courtesy of Fayd. By comparison, “Goddess/Godless” is a gentle (if markedly twisted) guitar and piano ballad, with one reassuring and repeated verse: “I will have no fear / with the goddess lying next to me”. The spoken word delivery and avant-garde backing track of “Lemming Sunset“, the final track on the original album, calls to mind Sun Ra reciting cosmic utterances over the top of Rick Wright‘s “Sysyphus” – certainly not the kind of thing you would use to open a party!

- Aural Innovations #42 (May 2011)

credits

released October 6, 2006

All words and music by Abel Ashes, except Amtrak Out of Orange County (words by Abel Ashes/music by Fayd Ogolon) and Lemming Sunset (words by Abel Ashes/music by Abel Ashes, Meyer Hirsch, and Eric Hensel)

Produced by Abel Ashes

Recorded by Randy Fuelle at Hit Single (El Cajon, CA) and Richard Livoni at Blitz (San Diego, CA) August 1998 - early 2002

Abel Ashes & The Runs:

Abel Ashes: guitar, bass, vocals, percussion, piano on Lemming Sunset
Fayd Ogolon: keyboards, organ piano, mallet instruments, percussion, sequencer, macaroni shakers, and three part harmonic backing vocals on The CEO
Marcos Fernandes: drums, percussion, and hubcaps

with guests:

Max Vazin: bass on Food in My Gut and The CEO
Clare Vazin: backing vocal on The CEO and piano on Stucco By The Sea
Meyer Hirsch: guitar on Lemming Sunset
Eric Hensel: guitar on Lemming Sunset
Angela Pesqueira: macaroni shakers on Commercials

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Abel Ashes San Diego, California

Born in a cult in El Paso, hitchhiked cross-country as a baby, grew up with mom in the shadow of the A bomb in New Mexico, vacations in San Diego with dad, played open mics with a fucked up old Stella, experimental music shows, lectures, open mics, and dead-end jobs galore, lived in LA and SF, 7 years in Kentucky, 4 years in Tunisia with my wife who was paralyzed in car crash, back in SD, CA now. ... more

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