Right As Rain

by Bad Hoo

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1.
“Peter pantry eater”
2.
Naturally, Linnaeus, Your Sweet Swedish botany. Manticore, dragon, phoenix, A paradox family. He was a spirit brother Of Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe No one no longer living As influential, he wrote. It’s Animal Season With binomial nomenclature It’s beyond reason By no means a second nature Flora and fauna, frankly, You’re branching phenomenally. Flowering words within ya There’s nobody cannot speak. I hear another signal From my late grandmamama A run-in with worms, she tells me. Yah yah! ha ha ha! It’s Animal Season With binomial nomenclature It’s beyond reason By no means a second nature Naturally, Linnaeus, A paradox family.
3.
We can’t sing We can’t dance Together Is this forever? Bubble bursts next to me Things are gonna grow Lotta complexity Lined up in a row Redact the hauntology Nowhere to go Rewind this to the start, please No no no We’re gonna try To get by Forever We can’t sing We can’t dance Together Laughing unexpectedly I don’t even know Larval thoughts inside of me We wanna show Maintain our insanity You ol’ so and so Doctor screams profanity And now we’re ghosts Chorus: When ___ Take me back to Turkey town All the question marks Combined ___ Turkey tails on the ground And the doctors could not Find___ Foraging by the pound Me, me, me, me, me— me We’re gonna try To get by Forever We can’t sing We can’t dance Together Bubbles bursts next to me Things are gonna grow Lotta complexity Lined up in a row Redact the hauntology Nowhere to go Rewind this to the start, please No No No Chorus + AND THEY SAID We can't sing We can't dance Together Is this forever? Laughing unexpectedly I don't even know Larval thoughts inside of me We wanna show Maintain our insanity You ol' so and so Doctor screams profanity And now we're ghosts
4.
D'ya got this? C'mon ... c'mon Skim milk twist Who’ll make the call With our last bit of sense? There’s no one home Though beyond the fence, There’s a demon With an orange, ratty face. He’s disappeared, But with a trace. D’ya got this? C’mon... c’mon Skim milk twist Our cups are full — Right to the brim. We’ve chewed the fat Till we’re all grim. Love’s got a way Of holding me in my place: I’m not talking ‘bout the facts (anymore) I’m talking ‘bout the case. You got this. C’mon... c’mon Skim milk twist (x2)
5.
Ratscallion 01:59
Hold on, Tighter. Don’t it get Lighter? O’ spiral out No there there Now come on in, Ratscallion Hold on Tighter, It gets Lighter O’ life is short And art is long I can’t explain Right as rain O’ you - dear listen -- there’s gonna be some hell to pay For the cognitive bias of a kind we have all disssssssplayed And just when you hear me appeal to that elusive pronoun “we” I don’t mean to invoke an idea of ballyhooed “society” Here, what I’m meaning.... is what Marx calls our species being And I know you know this gut-clenching feeling When the world feels angry sick or much much too large And you cannot put your finger on a figure who’s in charge There’s one we know. We got the name. It’s Ratscallion. You’re to blame. O’ spiral out From inside And don’t explain Right as rain
6.
We’re ghosts to you We’ll haunt your silly precious photos You too dearly showed us Your collective memories We’re truths to you We’re in those photo corners The smiling moral tooth Of the dogs you gave away Kick it in Sarcophagus Set a fire To the rest of us Closing in On top of us We’re still driving out To Iona Station And we’re still dreaming about Iola Morton Well, there’s old Joe and Frank With the unreal estate But our boy Poor ol’ Chet He made another big mistake Closing in The ghost again Light a fire For the rest of em The flame licks All chrysanthemums We’re ghosts in you We’ll haunt your silly precious moments You too dearly loaned us Your collective histories.
7.
They drive you crazy They get in your way It's amazing the things they say They like to try to mess up your mind If you don't watch out they'll fuck up your life I ain't evil I ain't a devil It ain't criminal I don't like people I've been alone most of my life I wasn't very happy but I felt alright But since I got company there's nothing but worry Yeah, no time Yeah, too much money I'm not evil I ain't a devil It's not criminal I don't like people Ain't evil Ain't a devil It ain't criminal I don't like people Feeling bad about everybody else Helps me feel better about myself Sometimes I'm unfriendly Sometimes I'm alright You just have to catch me on my good night Good night Good night Good night Good night
8.
The sun and the shutters and the sun shattered hair A butler hesitates at the top of the stairs A kitten from Great Britain sleeps behind the drapes An old silver bowl filled with apples and grapes It's so very cold in the mansion after sunset The snow is blowing through the baseboard outlets And I have no idea what drives you, mister Tanning beds explode with rich women inside All my poor, hungry children All my poor, hungry children All my poor, hungry children Time will break the world Time will break the world Time will break the world The snow falls down so beautiful and stupid On a black silhouette of Abraham Lincoln trees The sky is low and grey like a Japanese table And my horse's legs look like four brown shotguns The icicles are dripping like the whole house is weeping On an evil little car with the wing doors And I have no idea what drives you, mister But I've killed you in my mind so many times before All my poor, hungry children All my poor, hungry children All my poor, hungry children Time will break the world Time will break the world Time will break the world

about

Some context is needed. It has been raining for some time now. How long? Who knows. But Bad Hoo’s DIY ethos still reigns in these waters. The skies look even more foreboding, suddenly. The old waves have crested and crashed, and the surfers of yesteryear have been turfed.

Like all of their previous works, Right As Rain was recorded live off the floor in order to capture the spirit of Bad Hoo’s weird, wild, and sweaty live shows. In the current climate, that spirit is sorely needed. And speaking of spirits, this album is haunted by a diverse cast of figures: ghosts, beasts, demons, rats, larvae, mummies, viruses, devils, shape-shifters, and — yes— our very own collective memories. When they come together, it's a monster revivified.

Right As Rain aspires to reach out to the audience in ways Bad Hoo hasn’t tried before. It is their most cohesive statement. Lyrically, it pokes around in the darker, damper corners of our psyches in search of the right path forward. It finds the crack for the light. Sonically, it aims for the provocative and the intricate — and yet, simultaneously, manages to elicit those old saliva-swinging smiles of satisfaction this band is known for, at least out here on the wet coast.

Really, there’s no doubt in the midst of all this fog: Right As Rain is here now. And the grey skies are gonna clear up. There will be fun again. It’s already here, in fact. We just have to wade through these stinking, murky waters with a smile. And yes, we’re going to get through it — we’re going to continue to live on, albeit soaked right down to the bone with the traces of this bilious, torrential downpour we’re all caught in. Currently.

This album delivers timely music; these here are singular signals of our moment. Tomorrow and tomorrow it will be remembered as something like this. It’ll be a shade of the now. Today, however, you can enjoy yourselves. Do so safely. Please. Don’t wait any longer. Wade in.

credits

released October 16, 2020

Bad Hoo is David Oswald, Mat Clarke, Todd Newton, and Ben Ferrel.

All songs by Bad Hoo. Except "Don't Like People" by the inimitable Country Teasers and "Time Will Break The World" by the untouchable Silver Jews (RIP DCB).

Captured in two locations: A cabin nearby the Diitiida River on the unceded territories of the Pacheedaht First Nation and a dank basement on the unceded territories of the Lekwungen peoples.

Recorded & Mixed by Todd Newton.
Mastered by Julian Marrs.

All cover art, always, by Colin Burns.
Self-released on BH's own Cool Ranch Records.

For you.

You know hoo you are. Thank you, everyone. <3




BTW: this album is PWYC. Just e-mail us at 00badhoo00@gmail.com if you'd like us to send you a free copy. We realize resources are scarce these days. Take good care, please.

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