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  • YES/NO

    Current mood:blissful

    The end is near and Matty, Andy, Jerry and I have had so much fun over the last few years. Well, I think we have had fun--you never really can tell. Farewell letters are generally way too long and usually a bust. This is hard to do, just remember it’s not forever…
    Over the years, Hot Lava has had many rotating members: Bill, Andrew P. Gabe, Landis, Cristina. And then there were our ridiculous friends who joined us for one night or another: The Sad Cobras, Anna, David Hood, Stephanie, JoJo, Lindsey, Robert, Wes. And of course there was the Lava family: me + the boys. I sure will miss my family. And because of that, here are some of my favorite Lava memories (in no particular order):



    All the weird, awkward early shows at the Hyperlink
    Bugging the crap out of Whispertown2000
    The Gaffney hotel smelling so bad it caused Jared to puke
    SXSW Summer tour with Eternal Summers and the Buddy System—Jared hitting himself in the head with a drumstick until he bled in Asheville
    All the shows at Rumors—always super fun
    Performing on the SXSW RadioK broadcast on my deathbed
    Spencer tagging along with CHILDREN
    Bossy singing “I want you back”
    Nara boob slip
    Always yelling at Andrew to “shut up”—poor Andrew, sorry
    The ghost we recorded by accident in Iggy
    The Black Cat
    Show at the Carport in Austin
    Seeing that ghost dog in Roanoke with Matty D.
    Rockapella at Sock Hop II
    Finally recording a split 7” with The Sad Cobras




    See you in the desert, spring 2011.
    Love,
    Allison
  • 7" Split Lyrics

    THE AUCTIONEER

    one young summer I was staying alive
    with my gavel in my hand on the horse I ride
    I made my way to sunshine on a cloudy day
    through rocks and tress said Socrates
    well, I sold enough to sell the seas
    we'll dig for gold and gallop down that dusty road

    I swam my way through the great lakes
    the salt it stung, that bitter taste
    the red man came and saved me from my savage ways
    I'd seen the light, the mountain cold
    my strength had increased sevenfold
    it came to me, I manifested destiny

    free on the frontier
    his law, it don't apply here

    the auctioneer
    the land before me disappeared
    a new career, my mama birthed a pioneer
    through thick and thin, I will make this land mine again
    I'm traveling, traveling, traveling, into the...

    west was won, it called my name
    when San Fransisco burned in flames
    I closed up shop, I skipped town and I jumped a train
    to Oregon, forgo the trail
    I've had enough, I've been through hell
    and back again, it seems my story never ends

    the open road and I were one
    well, a nomad wanderer I've become
    my history was written by my lightening tongue
    when rhyme and verse won't pay the bills
    it's back to cutting stone from hills
    a working man, won't buy into that life until...

    the auctioneer
    the land before me disappeared
    a new career, my mama birthed a pioneer
    through thick and thin, I will make this land mine again
    I'm traveling, traveling, traveling, traveling

    one young summer I was staying alive
    with my gavel in my hand on the horse I ride
    I made my way to sunshine on a cloudy day

    through rocks and tress said Socrates
    well, I sold enough to sell the seas
    we'll dig for gold and gallop down that dusty road

    free on the frontier
    his law, it don't apply here

    the auctioneer
    the land before me disappeared
    a new career, my mama birthed a pioneer
    through thick and thin, I will make this land mine again
    I'm traveling, traveling, traveling, into the...

    one young summer I was staying alive
    with my gavel in my hand on the horse I ride
    and I died

    Allison: guitar, rapping
    Matthew: guitar, Juno, Nord
    Andrew: bass
    Jared: drums
    David: baritone saxaphone

    _____________________________________________________________

    TASKMASTER

    I'm the last taskmaster
    getting long in the teeth
    moving, towing, steadily rolling
    but I might be losing steam
    if you want, I can show you how it's done
    what it means to master tasks and do it with some fun

    I'm the mass task
    combination work and sass
    two parts girl, well oiled or I'm ready to collapse
    if you want, I can show you a while
    how to master a task and do it with a smile

    on the last task
    plotted points and chartsengrafs
    pick the dots,  connect them, cut your precious time in half

    if you'd like, we'll work our own ways
    tasking independently
    if you'd like, but you could be so happy with me

    Allison: guitars, singing
    Matthew: Casio VL-1, crappy Yamaha keyboard, Clarinet
    Jared: bass, Omnichord
    Andrew: killer drums

    _____________________________________________________________

    LADY POSTMAN

    hey, lady postman!
    won't you bring me my rent?
    I'm not sure how much I've spent

    bring me my parcels
    put them at number three
    why won't you bring my mail to me?

    I got bills to pay
    I got things to do
    all my friends are crazy
    I ain't kidding you

    why you being lazy?
    zig-zag all around
    on the ground

    hey, lady postman!
    what have I done to you?
    who put that rock in your shoe?
    you know my name but you don't care who I am
    release me from Uncle Sam

    I got bills to pay
    I got things to do
    all my friends are crazy
    I ain't kidding you

    why you being lazy?
    zig-zag all around
    on the ground

    rain, sleet or snow won't keep you off of my street
    so why won't you being male to me?

    Allison: electric guitar, Robey's 12-string, Omnichord, singing
    Matthew: Nord, Sampler, Stylophone
    Andrew: bass
    Jared: drums, acoustic guitar, singing, typewriter

    _____________________________________________________________

    THE END
  • FAILED SONGS

    Moms of the Future.
    BAMF/werewolf boyfriend.
    Swamp Dad.
    Hibernation.
    Palin Is A Grandma.

  • LAVALOGY LYRICS

    Brainex

    When the sun was shining overhead
    I didn't know what I was doing dead
    But something in the air, it felt all right
    And I can dig that

    Yeah, I thought about it for a little more
    I picked myself up off the kitchen floor
    And then I realized I picked a fight and lost with knives
    And that won't cut it

    I won't be all right
    I can't sleep at night
    I won't stop until the world collides
    With my brainex by my side

    And when I thought I hadn't had enough
    I scoped what's left into a paper cup
    And figured someone's treasure was probably trash
    And I can't have that!

    Allison: guitar, singing, keyboards, computer
    Jared: drums, guitar
    Andrew: bass

    Apple+Option+Fire

    Wake up wake up
    We got business, we got choices, we got fire
    Force quit everything you know
    Don't get me wrong
    This act ain't tired

    Unexpectedly you step on me
    You quit but I report it
    We're overheating
    Pixels burning, mission's failing
    I abort it

    Apple option apple option
    Option fire fire
    Control alt heat the temperature is getting higher higher
    And we will burn because we've always had this constant itchin'
    And we can S T A N D the heat from our own kitchen

    Your memory's going, you're powering down
    You might as well be off to dreamland
    Well, apple+shift+4 take a picture of these heat waves
    while you still can

    And set your preferences to broil
    We've got a lot we've got to get through
    It's all or nothing
    Save your screen and save your ass
    It's all you can do

    Allison: guitar, singing
    Jared: drums
    Andrew: bass
    Stephanie: amazing tuba
    Cristina: Omnicord

    Blue Dragon

    Blue dragon comin' through you're compin' up the forest
    You're eatin' lettuce, tomatoes, your skin is rather porous

    And you must be a vegan you're so sweet
    You have got blue spinach in your teeth

    Blue dragon comin' atcha

    Flying, soaring, magical, your wingspan is impressive
    Oh blue dragon, in a wagon, one kiss you just must give

    And you must be a vegan you're so sweet
    You have got blue spinach in your teeth

    Blue dragon comin' right atcha now

    Allison: guitar, singing
    Jared: drums, samples, singing
    Andrew: bass, singing
    Crisina: keyboard

    Over it

    My mind is broken and I don't know
    How I have really made a point to go
    Just need a new chord to document
    A night of my life in hell well spent

    I'll make a promise, I'll make a dime
    I'll make a pact, I'll make everything rhyme
    It doesn't matter
    Does no one care?
    I won't, I promise I wouldn't

    If it won't get any better than you must
    Get yourself together
    Get up, get over it
    If it won't get any better than you must
    You've got to move yourself
    Get up, get over it

    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah

    I'll start it over and rinse repeat
    We'll start anew and new things are so sweet
    When starting over means burning down
    All you love, all you care about

    And all this small talk makes your tongue cold
    And all your marbles are now all on the floor
    Just paint a picture to represent
    A night of my life in hell well spent

    Allison: guitar, singing, keyboard, bass
    Jared:: drums
    Andrew: bass

    Mummy Beach

    The sun's beating down it don't get much better
    SPF 55 protects me from this dangerous weather
    I got my towel, I got my shades, I got my drink in reach
    We're ready for a relaxing day at the beach

    We didn't know a lot but that would never hurt us
    All the while, we sunbathed and we breathed through snorkels
    All along as we played and burned the beach turned red
    Forshadowing an invasion from the dead

    We got mummies at the beach
    We got mummies in the sand
    We got mummies in the souvenir shop
    Why won't they stop?
    They'll never stop
    Scaring children, having picnics, eating sandwiches,
    Playing fetch and marinating in their bandages
    They stole my spot, they popped my ball and then they crushed my castle
    These stinkin' mummies are one smelly hassle

    Now, our vacation doesn't have a happy ending
    We're giving up because we got tired of defending
    Our way of fun out on the beach has gone from cool to crummy
    The terror alert has gone from red to mummy

    Allison: guitar, singing
    Jared: drums, Omnichord, singing
    Andrew: bass, singing
    Anna: backup vocals
    Maya: backup vocals

    Iggy

    When you're out on your own and you're free
    Will you stay out or come home to me?
    You can't find my scent
    I don't know where you went

    When you're out on your own and you're scared
    And the cars they don't know that you're there
    I will call for you my friend

    Iggy, Iggy, Iggy, Iggy

    When you're out on your own

    We love you Iggy

    I love you, I need you, I want you to come back

    When you're out on your own in the wild
    When you're lost and you are but a child
    I will call for you my friend

    Allison: guitar, singing, keyboard
    Jared: drums, Omnichord, Stylophone, singing
    Andrew: bass, singing


    Lovefoxxx

    Lovefoxxx you're so pretty want to get you in my pants
    But I know you'd never accept my offer instead I'll make you dance
    And then we'll carry on all through the night the drums will go bang bang
    Girl, let me come inside your house and see that Wu Tang Clan

    Okay, step back, can't handle that I was a little blunt
    But girl, I can't contain myself so let me see your
    At least I know about censorship I love you lots and lots
    And girl, I'll be your dirty pussy if you'll be my lovely foxxx

    Lovefoxxx you own me
    Like you bought me on eBay

    Well second coming of the verses you know what I mean
    Although the first have was so pleasant this one will make you scream
    The other 5 must hate me 'cause I gave this song to you
    But I'm a freak and I don't mind so they can join us too

    We'll makes some real rad music, we'll be avant-garde I guess
    Or new wave or experimental or just one big mess
    Girl, don't be shy, protect yourself and put on your galoshes
    We'll take over the world and make some babies in the process

    And now comes the disclaimer, lady please take no offense
    To my compliments, my sentiments that make no goddamn sense
    Don't hold it all against me and I'll love you 'til the end
    And maybe if we can't be lovers we can be good friends

    Allison: guitar, singing
    Jared: drums, samples, keyboard, computer
    Andrew; bass
    Cristina: Omnichord


    Resolutions

    And this one goes out to the year we thought would never end
    To all the friendships that we didn't mend
    To all the money we swore not to spend

    And this one goes out to all the baggage that we didn't lose
    To our cigarettes and our expensive booze
    How in the morning we all had the blues

    Well in the end you're gonna do it again
    But for this one night you'll swear
    That by the morning light you wouldn't dare
    Your resolution's solid so who cares?

    Well in the end, you will, I swear you will, you know you will
    You'll throw it away
    But just remember on this one new day
    That lying to yourself out right's okay

    And this one goes out
    To night spent stupid, sloppy, sleep deprived
    While waking up late with your bleary eyes
    You swore you'd stop this as the time went by

    And this ones goes out
    To shallow promises we make the most
    But we'll continue so just raise a toast to all your vices
    And say adios

    More fun should be our new years resolution

    Allison: guitar, keyboard, singing, Omnichord
    Jared: drums, Omnichord
    Andrew: bass

    JPG in the sun

    I had a vision in RGB format
    300dpi, cracked LCD yeah
    you were so bright like a big ball of fire
    your crystal clear resolution got me higher

    Somebody tell me how to get my hands on a JPG in the sun

    Image so perfect deserves my attention
    But you are burning, I forgot to mention
    Cannot stop looking, fixated and frozen
    S T A R I N G I am so spun

    Somebody tell me how to get my hands on a JPG in the sun

    I'm out of breath but you keep my heart beating
    I can't believe all the things I am seeing
    Cyan, magenta, yellow and then some black
    All are the same, because JPG, you're so stacked

    Somebody tell me how to get my hands on a JPG in the sun

    Now we're together we'll be there forever
    Somebody, please help me get to the sun

    High quality liquid crystals are falling
    JPG, your name I'm melodically calling
    Let's get it over with, come on let's do it
    I'll paste you to my heart with modge podge and glue sticks

    Allison: guitar, singing
    Jared: drums, beeps, singing
    Andrew: bass, yelling
    Cristina: keyboard

    Ghosties

    I walked into the room and was very startled by this sound
    It came and went and I follow it with my ear pressed to the ground
    When no one was in sight I heard it growing so loud
    An animal, untraceable or a ghosty floating proud

    But you'll see what I mean when I say time just takes its toll
    And you'll see what I mean in 30 years or 40 more
    When you're deader than a doornail life is better than before
    And you'll see what I mean
    A ghosty's knocking on your door

    I never thought my life would be all over in a day
    But now I have a ghostly friends who's out and wants and play
    We had our whole lives, scratch that, we just had eternity
    And once I was a human, but now I'm just a ghosty

    Allison: guitar, keyboards, singing, computer
    Jared: drums, guitar, keyboards, singing, slide guitar
    Andrew: bass, spoons
    Cristina: keyboard

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