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Monday, June 08, 2009 

Current mood:  sleepy
Category: Music
some of you may have heard this before, either this particular recorded version or live with a band.  this version is the only one where i play a synth solo.  when done live, i either forgo it or ask someone else to solo (sax, guitar, whatev) since i have to keep playing the piano parts underneath.

it seemed like a good time to post this.  it's different than the body of work that i have posted here on my myspace page.  it still seems like such a new song to me, but i forget that i actually wrote this toward the end of 2006.  i recorded this with my friend eric vincent of studio curve dominant in april 2007.

'butterfly nets' also marked the beginning of a new musical branch that i've since decided to follow from time to time.  well, it's not really new--i suppose i've just decided to return to it every now and then.

at live shows, i like to refer to this song as the most upbeat-sounding song about depression you're likely to hear. 

it is semi-autobiographical.

(for my non-u.s., non-u.k. friends, a bit of reference for you: you don't hear it as much these days, but at least among older generations, there is a saying that if you were crazy, mentally deficient, or just considered to be of "feeble mind," the men in white coats would come and take you away with butterfly nets--basically, to put you in a mental asylum or institution.  for a pictorial representation, click here and scroll down to picture #2, entitled "to catch a feeb." when i performed this in switzerland, i was told that the analogous situation there was the "yellow car." or was it "yellow truck"?)

(all keyboards and vocals: anam; guitar, bass, drum programming, production: eric.)

lyrics are provided below for your ease and enjoyment.

peace and love to you all, friends.

-- a

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butterfly nets
anam owili-eger © 2006-2007.
 
 
i met you in an alley                                                                              
you were choking on a cigarette                                                             
looked into your shining eyes                                                                 
dismissing every slight regret                                                                 
slender as a minaret                                                                              
piercing the cerulean sky                                                                                   
i let you learn my secrets                                                                                   
before i could wear my grim disguise                                                      
 
99 percent of the time you think i feel fine                                                           
but you don't know the half of what is running through this head of mine    
i can't find my way through my head                                                       
i feel my heart fall into the sea                                                               
i think you ought to watch where you tread                                                          
unless you want to lose yourself with me             
 
we were falling into madness                                                                  
as i rose into my hidden skin                                                                  
you knew this day would come                                                               
and made me promise that i'd let you in                                                  
but one day much to your chagrin                                                                       
my disposition soon succumbed                                                              
to all the days of shades of gray                                                             
and feelings i'd been running from                                                                      
 
99 percent of the time you think i feel fine                                                           
but you don't know the half of what is running through this head of mine    
i can't find my way through my head                                                       
i feel my heart fall into the sea                                                               
i think you ought to watch where you tread                                                          
unless you want to lose yourself with me             
so i invite you to crawl inside my head                                        
don't worry it's safe--i'm not medicated yet                                             
i hope you find some solace there                                                           
before they come and take us away with butterfly nets                             
the men in white coats come and take us away with butterfly nets (x2)                  
                                                                                                           
when the dark star's calling                                            
my heart will start beating so fast                                               
and the mercury keeps on falling                                    
until my last breath has passed                                      
oh, that dark star keeps on calling                                              
and my heart will start beating so fast                             
and the mercury will keep on falling                                
until my last breath has passed                                      
my last breath has passed                                                         
my last breath has passed                                                         
my last breath has passed                                                         
 
99 percent of the time you think i feel fine                                                           
but you don't know the half of what is running through this head of mine    
like what if i had a ticket to baghdad                                                       
i think about the last thought that my granddad had                                             
i miss my grandmother so much and so bad                                                        
and wonder if one day like her i'll go mad                                                
i can't find my way through my head                                                       
i feel my heart fall into the sea                                                               
i think you ought to watch where you tread                                                          
unless you want to lose yourself with me             
so i invite you to crawl inside my head                                        
don't worry it's safe--i'm not medicated yet                                             
i hope you find some solace there                                                           
before they come and take us away with butterfly nets                             
the men in white coats come and take us away with butterfly nets (x3)
the men in white coats come and take us away                                        
come and take us away, come and take us away                                     
 
every single fear that you ever had                                                          
and terrors that you never knew                                                 
uprooted every single dream that you                                         
ever hoped would one day come true                                          
so i say...
na na na na...oh oh.                                                                  
na na na na...oh oh.                                                                  
 
don't need anything anymore                                                     
don't want anything anymore                                                     
don't know anything anymore                                                     
why don't you love me anymore?                                                           
don't need anything anymore                                                     
don't want anything anymore                                                     
don't know anything anymore                                                     
anything anymore except:                                                                     
don't worry it's safe--i'm not medicated yet
come on in, come on in, come and crawl inside my head              
don't worry it's safe--i'm not medicated yet (x3)
not yet  
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Kashal-Tee the rap-scallion

 
A true master piece.

This song is a favorite!!

 
Posted by Kashal-Tee the rap-scallion on Monday, June 15, 2009 - 4:45 PM
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shackamaxon

 
How did I not notice you post this?  I must be outta it.  (Time to take me away with Butterfly Nets?)

 
Posted by shackamaxon on Wednesday, September 23, 2009 - 1:43 PM
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