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Mouse-Click Rhetoric is the collaborative brain of three university students in the Montreal area. We speak our minds on anything and everything, under three different pseudonyms. The posts voice only the opinions of the writer and not necessarily those of the other posters. Feel free to agree or disagree, but comment so we can make you feel stupid either way. Cheers.

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Beefheart Beauty


Every now and again, a song comes along that evokes emotions that one might have forgotten existed. Common favorites include Clapton's "Tears in Heaven" and LeeAnn Womak's "I Hope You Dance"

Most people don't have the luxury of knowing about Captain Beefheart or his unspeakably beautiful album "Trout Mask Replica," but I do. Because of this, I have chosen to share with you the lyrics from possibly the most amazing track ever recorded; "Neon Meate Dream of a Octafish."


Lucid tenacles test 'n sleeved
'n joined 'n jointed jade pointed
Diamond back patterns
Neon meate dream of a octafish
Artifact on rose petals 'n flesh petals 'n pots
Fack 'n feast 'n tubes tubs bulbs
In jest incest injest injust in feast incest
'n specks 'n spreckled spreckled
Speckled speculation
Fedlocks waddlin' feast
Archaic faces frenzy
Ceramic fists artificial deceased
'n cists rancid buds burst
Dank drum 'n dung dust
Meate rose 'n hairs meaty
Meate rose 'n hairs meaty
Dream wet meate
Limp damp rows
Peeled 'n felt fields 'n belts
Impaled on 'n daeman
Mucus mules
Twat trot tra la tra la
Tra la tra la tra la
Whale bone fields 'n belts
Whale bone farmhouse
Cavorts girdled 'n latters uh lite
Cavorts girdled 'n latters uh lite
Uh dipped amidst
Squirmin' serum 'n semen 'n syrup 'n semen
'n serum
Stirrupped in syrup
Neon meate dream of a octafish


Now, as I wipe the tears from my cheeks, let's admire this.

I Don't know about you but I truly did picture the mucus mules twatting, trotting and tra la-ing. The repetition of "whale bones" and "cavorts girdled 'n latters uh lite" truly speaks to me.

Please, share with me the extreme sadness/anger evoked by reading these words, because, as I've come to notice, we all have a little octafish inside us.


-Thor's Hammer

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