Tag: 2001

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Listen/purchase: Sad Grom by Jackass Penguins

A morose little waltz from 2001.

Lyrics:

There’s a place I like to go to when I’m down
There I can forget all the shit that surrounds
There’s a girl I know who can make me feel great
When she leaves, reality don’t hesitate

Solitaire in my head
Wondering what she said
I could call to clarify
Without her I’d surely die

There’s a stretch of coastline where I’ll retire
I approach the water and then I will smile
Entering the ocean can make it so clear
Reminisce the times when we surfed by the pier

Solitaire in my head
Wondering what she said
I could call to clarify
Without her I’d surely die
I’m just a sad grom
Alone beneath the swaying palms
My heart is blue
I’m bleeding too
I won’t get her ‘cause she’s too good

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Listen/purchase: Sore Throat by Jackass Penguins

This is one of a few songs that I wrote based on an actual experience I had. I went camping at Camp Pendleton with my friend who was in the Navy on leave and his fiance. It got crazy after dark and a guy got arrested for DUI for being drunk and having his keys in the ignition of a parked car that was blasting Sublime. He wasn’t even in the car at the time. I didn’t know they could do that. I also almost got in trouble for burning a pallet. They told me to put it out, but that’s impossible with all the chemicals in there.

Lyrics:

I took a trip with my two friends down to the beach
I know that half the girls I see are out of reach
We set up camp we settled down I caught some waves
Late afternoon reflections blinded by the rays

A holiday
Some time away
The crashing waves
At end of day

And through the night the reggae blasted through the tent
The fires blazed the people dazed self-evident
Dixie cups filled high with beer and yellow piss
They were passing around a pipe and flashing tits

A holiday
Some time away
An olive haze
At end of day

At around two the cops arrived and people knew
The night was over and the jubilance was through
I lay alone with a sore throat from singing blues
I fall asleep inside my tent and listen to

The crashing waves
At end of day
I go to face
A holiday

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Listen/purchase: Mental Holiday by Jackass Penguins

Our 2001 album which was recorded on crappy equipment. Although the songs are elaborate, the sound quality is lo-fi. An ambitious effort, see what you think. If you feel particularly generous, you can buy it or another one of our albums for only $2. There are some free downloads available too.