Yes, sir. Another song is ready for you all. Like a back to school/work present or back to unemployment present or whatever you like. It's called Revenge, and was originally named "Revenge (Army of Silent Kids III)". As "Work (Army of Silent Kids II)" isn't quite finished yet (and it might never be), this title seems like a slightly bad idea. But now you know anyway.
Sometimes I check last.fm and someone keep playing a Soda Fountain Rag song called The Saddest Boy in the World. This is a bit weird as I have not written that song yet. But I suppose I will, as it would make a nice ending to a Saddest Boy trilogy.

Also I was in Italy this summer (saw Aida and Turandot in Verona) and met Ale who gave me a mix of the new Soda Fountain Rag mini album. It sounds really great. Some small adjustments, some mastering, artwork and printing and stuff, and then a new vinyl will be ready for you. Will keep you updated on this as we make progress.


There's a lot of words in the new song. If you want to sing along, here they are:

“In my mind I’m a fighter”

Sit alone, playing with my lighter

Thoughts go spinning by themselves

Drifting back to old times, dusty shelves

A place I seldom visit, almost only in angry lyrics

A nightmare, a small piece of hell

My childhood school, no place to dwell

But now we’re free

No more gymnastics

No more fear

No more humiliations

No more snowballs hitting hard

When your mind wandered for a while

No more laughter at outfits

No more laughter ‘cause you know things

Hope the others feel the same

I hope somebody feels the blame

Will she ever stop complaining?

This is like her seventh lyric

On this very well used subject

Will she ever stop this blaming?

Can’t she see they were just kids

Just having fun with other people?

All those fat and stupid kids and

All those nerds and geeks and all the

Other kids they might have messed up

‘Cause they saw no worth in none of us

And still my heart is bitter

Still I want to see you bleed

To see you suffer

Just like we did

See you beaten up

Like we were

To see the fear in your eyes

When bullied kids come back

You pay the prize

Am I too mad?

Is this just sad?

Well, I don’t care

I think I’m fair

No justice was done

For all this fun

The backs were turned

T’wards those who yearned

For some adult who’d take notice

But you could care less for us

You’re just as bad as all the bullies

No, you’re worse

You were supposed to be the guardians

Of the small kids

Ended up as such a joke

Now stand back, ‘cause we’ve grown in time

We’re someone you should fear

We are the

Kids you messed up long ago

Because you saw no worth in us

And still my heart is bitter

Still I want to see you bleed

To see you suffer

Just like we did

See you beaten up

Like we were

To see the fear in your eyes

When bullied kids take their revenge

You pay the prize

I will try to upload a more happy song next time. There's still a lot (!) of songs in my wine cellar.