Brian Lord is the lead singer of The Hypertonics. This is the music he writes and records when no one else is around. Brian Lord brian@thehypertonics.com no http://www.thehypertonics.com/brianlord.html Wed, 02 Apr 2008 12:00:00 EST en-us Copyright 2008 Inner Noise Records Brian Lord brian@thehypertonics.com http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/Brian_Lord_01_We're_Changing_There_Are_A_Million_Of_Us.mp3 We will start again We began from men Though our pain is something blessed There is so much unexpressed We are there, already broken down We know the Scar We've seen down that far We will try what's still undone Becoming fathers to our sons We are a buried thought, alone in what we've found A buried thought, alone in what we've found And we are there, already broken down 02 Apr 2008 12:00:00 EST http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/Brian_Lord_01_We're_Changing_There_Are_A_Million_Of_Us.mp3 Brian Lord brian@thehypertonics.com http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/Brian_Lord_02_We're_Changing_Unpolitic.mp3 It's all so organized Beneath these secret lives Was a truth and it's hidden under glass One person understands But just beyond our hands Was a truth and it's hidden under glass There used to be dreams That were vivid More than day was Oh you could live it Now the time's gone To return there To feel something That we once bared To go forwards once again We saw the thoughts and chased the scents Defined the words, returned the dents Pushed it further off and it's hidden under glass And now it's broken Now it's broken We pushed it further off and it's hidden under glass You used to feel them When you let them You didn't drown them Or forget them So go out And loose the binds Look for beauty Where it finds To go forwards once again 02 Apr 2008 12:00:00 EST http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/Brian_Lord_02_We're_Changing_Unpolitic.mp3 Brian Lord brian@thehypertonics.com http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/Brian_Lord_04_We're_Changing_It_Seems_Obscene.mp3 Verse: I'm overstretched - though I've just started And I'm hungover in these thoughts It's never flown before and it's too late for trying This was the place that I forgot I see the others play the same scene over With words of magnitude they do not mean I didn't even know to climb those heights It almost seems obscene, it almost seems obscene. Verse: We weren't safe and it's not what was done No allowance, no error We could have carried any weight that you wanted But we shut down and made it fairer We've moved for years in other directions And chose to store it into stone You don't know how much we have hidden away The strength has turned to bone, the strength has turned to bone. Chorus: Don't ask me for these feelings Don't push where the fence is thin Are you gonna keep this world from stealing? Don't push and drive me deeper in I've seen what real hope has brought and what it's done And I've seen it crushed in steam It's not so easy for everyone It almost seems obscene, it almost seems obscene. Chorus: Don't ask me for these feelings I wouldn't even know what I would see They may not offer your revealings Not everyone is free Are you gonna take care of what you made of me? Are you gonna keep the messes clean? Are you gonna fix the disability? Not everyone is free, not everyone is free. 02 Apr 2008 12:00:00 EST http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/Brian_Lord_04_We're_Changing_It_Seems_Obscene.mp3 Brian Lord brian@thehypertonics.com http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/Brian_Lord_03_We're_Changing_The_Possibilities.mp3 You saw a photo under water You watched the image multiply It pushed upon a transformation It lit a mirror from the sky The mirror shines and creates itself You opened on the folding stairwells To continue what was handed you The walking was a conversation The tunnel was a mirror too The mirror shines and creates itself The Mind is now a theater A lightning of the object It throws the shadows that it sees You believe the candles You believe the colors You believe the Possibilities So now the photo pools the water And now you pour the water out It started as an invitation It shows it what it's all about The water shines and creates itself Every chance is open The past is always shifting Not a constant that you please You believe the candles You believe the colors You believe the Possibilities 02 Apr 2008 12:00:00 EST http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/Brian_Lord_03_We're_Changing_The_Possibilities.mp3 Brian Lord brian@thehypertonics.com http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/Brian_Lord_06_We're_Changing_Half_A_Dozen_Roses.mp3 I know that what I do is emptyness I hear the things that people say I am the driver and the passenger I see the walls that block our way And so these patterns start to show their threads While we fill the vases with a laugh You thought that nobody was noticing But your whole life has been a half Chorus: Half a dozen roses could never be enough They're everything here that is wrong. Even to propose this is just the kind of thing To show that we'll never belong. Now twelve or more would seem to be alright Even one would show some shame But purgatory lands you in between And you're wrong and loud about the same Our middle class is causing all of this The best and worst of where to start I'm rich enough to be allowed inside But I'm poor enough to fall apart Chorus: Half a dozen roses could never be enough They're everything here that is wrong. Even to propose this is just the kind of thing To show that we'll never belong. No, there has never been an empathy Not in the face of cashing in: The provincial soon returns again To come and spoil the things we win I see my efforts and their consequence I see them even as they hide Invisibility trumped ability I've never failed if I've never tried. 02 Apr 2008 12:00:00 EST http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/Brian_Lord_06_We're_Changing_Half_A_Dozen_Roses.mp3 Brian Lord brian@thehypertonics.com http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/Brian_Lord_05_We're_Changing_I_Want_You_To_Want_Me_Cheap_Trick_Cover.mp3 Cheap Trick Cover 02 Apr 2008 12:00:00 EST http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/Brian_Lord_05_We're_Changing_I_Want_You_To_Want_Me_Cheap_Trick_Cover.mp3 Brian Lord brian@thehypertonics.com http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/Brian_Lord_07_We're_Changing_Finally_Happy.mp3 Verse 1: Standing near a Saturday Looking for a place we've asked about That began an altering Close the floor - a new one opens out Chorus: There's a whisper on this side of things: "It's finally here, it's finally happening." Verse 2: From the message comes a messenger And you trace them from the point where they begin There's a story in the steps you've made It's there waiting and it's always been Chorus: Close the floor - a new one opens out It's finally here, it's finally past a doubt There's a whisper on this side of things: "It's finally here, it's finally happening." 02 Apr 2008 12:00:00 EST http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/Brian_Lord_07_We're_Changing_Finally_Happy.mp3 Brian Lord brian@thehypertonics.com http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/Brian_Lord_08_We're_Changing_We're_Changing.mp3 I've been staring at the same screen And saw the same words in the ones I just read I pushed the page down to change the channel And these same ideas were there instead. There's been nothing out there that's not already in here I see no contrast in it's variation The words repeated could show a different meaning Forgotten sounds could come undone. Chorus: So now we feel a narrative In the language that we tried to live From a deeper line - a deeper depth It's moved beyond a laundry list And we're changing in the path we missed And we're changing in the thoughts we kept. And I was staring at the circles To a border of the frame we've stayed in You can move them once you see them They can fade out, they can fade in So as we pull it through the measures It moves again and the circles fall between: The one has one, the two has two, the four has four, the eight has eight And the three is seventeen. Chorus: And now we feel a narrative In the language that we tried to live From a deeper line - a deeper depth It's moved beyond a laundry list And we're changing in the path we missed And we're changing in the thoughts we kept. 02 Apr 2008 12:00:00 EST http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/Brian_Lord_08_We're_Changing_We're_Changing.mp3 Brian Lord brian@thehypertonics.com http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/Brian_Lord_09_We're_Changing_It_Seems_Obscene_Reprise.mp3 Verse: I'm overstretched - though I've just started And I'm hungover in these thoughts It's never flown before and it's too late for trying This was the place that I forgot I see the others play the same scene over With words of magnitude they do not mean I didn't even know to climb those heights It almost seems obscene, it almost seems obscene. Verse: We weren't safe and it's not what was done No allowance, no error We could have carried any weight that you wanted But we shut down and made it fairer We've moved for years in other directions And chose to store it into stone You don't know how much we have hidden away The strength has turned to bone, the strength has turned to bone. Chorus: Don't ask me for these feelings Don't push where the fence is thin Are you gonna keep this world from stealing? Don't push and drive me deeper in I've seen what real hope has brought and what it's done And I've seen it crushed in steam It's not so easy for everyone It almost seems obscene, it almost seems obscene. Chorus: Don't ask me for these feelings I wouldn't even know what I would see They may not offer your revealings Not everyone is free Are you gonna take care of what you made of me? Are you gonna keep the messes clean? Are you gonna fix the disability? Not everyone is free, not everyone is free. 02 Apr 2008 12:00:00 EST http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/Brian_Lord_09_We're_Changing_It_Seems_Obscene_Reprise.mp3 Brian Lord brian@thehypertonics.com http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/The_Hypertonics_01_76567_Future_Shock.mp3 The opposite is true and we accept it Deposit what you knew and then expect it She'll copy and she'll paste just like they taught her Pace it and she pays you for the water Billionaires, journalists, followers, overstock Metaphors, multiples, narratives, future shock Trauma after trauma after trauma after trauma And a break from any worse could only follow with a comma Propaganda, propaganda, propaganda, propaganda. Chorus: We're gonna flock to a future shock - gonna give it tonight, tonight. We're gonna flame to a future shame - gonna live it tonight, tonight. The arts could be replaced with the didactic A DOS attack has been a tactic The bad cop you knew has now become worse But you are still alarmed inside the first verse. You got the excess, you need the access. So all I ask is: collect the taxes. Excess access, Texas Taxes. Excess access, Texas Taxes. Clone it, drone it, phone your opponent Propaganda, propaganda, propaganda, propaganda. Chorus: We're gonna flock to a future shock - gonna give it tonight, tonight. We're gonna flame to a future shame - gonna live it tonight, tonight. Wed, 02 Apr 2008 12:00:00 ESThttp://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/The_Hypertonics_01_76567_Future_Shock.mp3 Brian Lord brian@thehypertonics.com http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/The_Hypertonics_02_76567_You_Don't_Kiss_Me_Anymore.mp3 You pull me into you like a drowning soul And there you hold me close, there you lose control But you don't kiss me anymore. One night you said to me, "we will never part." That's what you said to me, talking from the start But you don't kiss me anymore. Don't turn this wine back into water Don't turn water into sand It's time for you to wake up, you don't know what it's for And you don't kiss me anymore No you don't kiss me anymore, anymore, anymore... Push and pull, yes and no Let me in, let me go I know that you don't mean to start this game But it still hurts me just the same. You're giving me bread when all I want is a stone. (Why don't you kiss me anymore?) Do it again and leave it alone. (Why don't you kiss me anymore?) Now I can't leave but you won't stay. (Why don't you kiss me anymore?) Do you really want to live this way? Why don't you kiss me anymore? 02 Apr 2008 12:00:00 EST http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/The_Hypertonics_02_76567_You_Don't_Kiss_Me_Anymore.mp3 Brian Lord brian@thehypertonics.com http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/The_Hypertonics_03_76567_Allergic_To_The_Medication.mp3 What do I need and what do I know and what's my voice saying? My human brain is such a limited game, one I keep on playing We fight and we'd rather be right, but is the yelling winning? While these answers, supposed Answers, undo the underpinning I tried again and I lost from it, this trust is broken If something's handed to me then I'll give it right back because there's too much left unspoken So our sequiters and our summaries Generate an even worse disease We interfere and then we hesitate The urgency has come a day too late: Allergic to the medication Allergic to the medication Allergic to the medication You need a new vocation. There is no "they" there is only "we" And we're the ones who will not let us leave The enemies are invented, the surgeon heals us using dirty hands The facts are just opinions, the well-intentioned do not understand So now we're hearing things that aren't there And we miss the sounds that should be clear If I could say the words that were in my head Then I could truly be awake instead: Allergic to the medication Allergic to the medication Allergic to the medication You need a new vocation. Allergic to the medication, you need a new vocation. 02 Apr 2008 12:00:00 ESThttp://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/The_Hypertonics_03_76567_Allergic_To_The_Medication.mp3 Brian Lord brian@thehypertonics.com http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/The_Hypertonics_04_76567_Raging_Bullshit.mp3 I've made a very bad mistake, worse than any government, I'm writing love songs but the requiems got sent. I've practiced every day at being someone else, And I am the dumb one who keeps this from himself. When you've been hiding yourself for such an infinite time that you don't know what to do, How can you find anyone if they can't find you? This equilibrium's the opposite of Truth It's all a sideshow and there's junk at every booth I've stayed inside this tiny box, the smallest box I could Rewarded my bad deeds and punished all the good. When you've been hiding yourself for such an infinite time that you don't know what to do, How can you find anyone if they can't find you? What am I, what am I doing wrong? I've been lying, I've been coping, I'm amazed at the maze in my mind. I've never asked any questions of the people I want, I'm afraid of the answers I'd find. I've been quiet and cordial, clever and coy I've started my sins of omission. I've been limping along just enough to get by, I've been waiting to ask for permission. I've been starving myself, I've been holding it in, I've been masking my mechanism. I've been living in fear, I've been taking the punch, I've been taming my priapism. So all these years the things have added up to find a form to fit. All that I've given, all that I give was raging bullshit. 02 Apr 2008 12:00:00 EST http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/The_Hypertonics_04_76567_Raging_Bullshit.mp3 Brian Lord brian@thehypertonics.com http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/The_Hypertonics_05_76567_Like_Background_Music.mp3 I am not here just to match your curtains I'm not a sentence on your resume I wasn't sent to try and supplement you I'm not the busy work along your way I'm the money where you see a wallet Not these enemies you've made your friends I'm not a monkey for your dinner party And not the means to just another ends. I don't want to be like background music for you I don't want to throw my diamonds on the ground You build up your home to face the sunset you see It doesn't turn the other way around. Your sense of beauty has become your blemish Your friends have now become your enemies Your treasures occupy the dusty corners They've brought you nothing anybody sees When God himself has now been sent away and Our chain-of-being falls in broken hands: What's the rest of us to compensate with And how would anybody understand? I don't want to be like background music for you I don't want to lose my diamonds in the the haze For seventeen years I worked to write you this book And you've forgotten it in seventeen days. Once I stopped to watch this midnight movie This woman stopped to show us everything But it was not enough to stay enamored 'Too much' was still not worth remembering Reminded me of a politician Who whored himself but not enough to win He had 'something' but he wanted 'everything' so he got 'nothing' I hope I haven't learned the same from him. I don't want to be like background music for you I don't want to throw my diamonds to the sea There isn't an honor in coming in last When there's no honor in the victory. 02 Apr 2008 12:00:00 ESThttp://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/The_Hypertonics_05_76567_Like_Background_Music.mp3 Brian Lord brian@thehypertonics.com http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/The_Hypertonics_06_76567_Cry_Cry_Cry.mp3 It's never been so sad or so silent There's something going on and I can't believe The quiet and the calm are returning but my lungs are burning I can't even breathe. And so I see the pain that is coming I'm looking through a universal eye I used to do my best to forget it, now I won't let it And I just want to cry. Cry, cry, cry I think I'm gonna cry, cry, cry I cannot hold the reins any longer, the rain's getting stronger Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry. It started down the road very slowly The water turned to stone when I did not try But I won't let another ocean dry out and so I have to cry out Why, why, why, why, why? Why, why, why? If you wanna make money play the people's fears Take away their hearts, steal their tears Give them the disease then sell the cure That's what the pain is for And that's why my heart's so poor. Cry, cry, cry I think I'm gonna cry, cry, cry It's time to let the storm stop the silence and start up the violence Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry. 'Cause I don't wanna drown any lower And I will not pretend that it's time to die It's gonna rain at once in the end, then rain again Let the waters cry. Cry, cry, cry Cry, cry, cry You'll never see a man go unspoken once he's been broken Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry. 02 Apr 2008 12:00:00 EST http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/The_Hypertonics_06_76567_Cry_Cry_Cry.mp3 Brian Lord brian@thehypertonics.com http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/The_Hypertonics_07_76567_A_Thousand_Years.mp3 I'm walking through my contradictions to where my knowledge bends I've gone beyond a scope I comprehend. I've seen the different sublimations I've seen the fluid forms But you must leave yourself to keep these visions warm. You'll know it in a different language, in the different styles A thousand years and a thousand miles. The wrong questions made us claustrophobic with half the spectrum drained Old metaphors continued unexplained. Blank messages were too repeated and pulled the ceilings near The present called too loud for us to hear. But you'll feel it in a different knowledge, in a little while A thousand years and a thousand miles. There are places with a second meaning, other ways and times Wider mirrors showing deeper hills to climb. There's another that has never seen this but they'll know us well Their horizons leave an endless trail to tell. And you'll hear it in a different feeling, from the current trials A thousand years and a thousand miles. 02 Apr 2008 12:00:00 EST http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/The_Hypertonics_07_76567_A_Thousand_Years.mp3 Brian Lord brian@thehypertonics.com http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/The_Hypertonics_08_Vigilante_Ballast_The_Moments_We_Don't_Allow.mp3 Want you to call me someone else's name Show me your secrets until I do the same Too much then so much more Give me the moments we don't allow I want it completely, I want it right now I want you to be me so I can be you And do all the things I want you to do Give me unconciousness I don't ask why and I don't ask how I want it completely, I want it right now 'Cause I don't need (No I don't need) My good intents And I don't need (No I don't need) My intelligence And I don't need (No I don't need) My empathy And I don't need (No I don't need) My 4th degree I want you to let go and let them hear the noise I want you to tell me about the other boys Give me what's bad for me Give me the moments we don't allow... 02 Apr 2008 12:00:00 EST http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/The_Hypertonics_08_Vigilante_Ballast_The_Moments_We_Don't_Allow.mp3 Brian Lord brian@thehypertonics.com http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/The_Hypertonics_09_Vigilante_Ballast_America_Is_A_Miracle.mp3 fighting crime and crime have now become the same we've built computers working now there to take the blame we cage the things we worship like a lazy mennonite america kills all it's enemies like a bone that didn't heal right america is a miracle the flesh is weak but it's eyes are full it's the best that you can do if you're trying we win games 80-0 and we sell the things we steal your photos of abuse and torture are faked - our photos are real the starving masses got fat while the elite pay to get thin but when you're running out the building - america is running in america is a miracle the flesh is weak but it's eyes are full it's the best that you can do if you're trying we got wall street, wallmart, a ford taurus for the tourists and we're always making room for another greek chorus we ran for 26 miles but we forgot the last .2 be afraid of america because america's afraid of you america is a miracle the flesh is weak but it's eyes are full it's the best that you can do if you're trying we filter the water, we pass on the right, the news trucks are the news. it's free to get in, you have to pay to get out, the more we gain the more we lose. we're mercurial, we're ephemeral, the art is just a lithograph. half the poor are put to work to antagonize the other half. 02 Apr 2008 12:00:00 EST http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/The_Hypertonics_09_Vigilante_Ballast_America_Is_A_Miracle.mp3 Brian Lord brian@thehypertonics.com http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/The_Hypertonics_10_Vigilante_Ballast_You_Get_So_Uncomfortable_When_You're_Uncomfortable.mp3 Was mid-September in a London bar We're at Artrocker for the Chinese Stars Another country but a frequent face: A crowd of people there to stand in place... But something's different when the band goes on We get permission to be something wrong The singer's bringin' so I take his lead Let go my shoulders let my muscles bleed. He's strange and strangled and he's just a mess So I get strange and I become a mess He fucks with us and so I fuck with him I'm asking questions and I start to spin... But something's different that was not allowed I'm now alone inside this London crowd The people turn around to turn away The singer doesn't have a song to say. You get so, You get so, You get so uncomfortable when you're uncomfortable You think there's something wrong, I think it's wonderful You're under broken glass, it's like you're wearing wool So uncomfortable when you're uncomfortable Permission granted now is something wrong The band and crowd begin another song They built me up and I believed their tales Until this visit from the Queen of Wales... They brought the spirits that were not to haunt They saw a mirror that they didn't want I am a monster from my master's hand I am a monster that they never planned. You get so, You get so, You get so uncomfortable when you're uncomfortable You think there's something wrong, I think it's wonderful You're under broken glass, it's like you're wearing wool So uncomfortable when you're uncomfortable 02 Apr 2008 12:00:00 EST http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/The_Hypertonics_10_Vigilante_Ballast_You_Get_So_Uncomfortable_When_You're_Uncomfortable.mp3 Brian Lord brian@thehypertonics.com http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/The_Hypertonics_11_Vigilante_Ballast_Prisoner_To_President.mp3 This colony has gotten colonized again We abdicated every day Our parasites have now become our hosts But there has been a different way There's the man they called Mandela, Pimpernel Sent away for being right But the People brought him from this imprisonment Brought him back to be their fight Our dreams forgotten still can be restored For the "bottom 99%" Just like the man who turned it once before From a prisoner to a president From a prisoner to a president How can we make it happen again? 02 Apr 2008 12:00:00 EST http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/The_Hypertonics_11_Vigilante_Ballast_Prisoner_To_President.mp3 Brian Lord brian@thehypertonics.com http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/The_Hypertonics_12_Vigilante_Ballast_Are_You_The_Car_Or_Are_You_The_Road.mp3 are you the car or are you the road? will you slow down or will you explode? be smart, be fast, be first and stay uncomfortable a bubble of nitrogen to keep their stories full. if you are not the hand, you're just a glove for it and this would be your ass in someone else's shit. are you the car or are you the road? will you slow down or will you explode? are you building walls on a mother's womb? and are you a passenger in someone else's tomb? undermine the clash, question the ramones. criticize the beatles and deny the stones. if the pipes are right then your water's new but if your water's old then the pipes are too. there is no reward when a man behaves because lincoln's not the one who freed the slaves. are you the car or are you the road? will you slow down or will you explode? 02 Apr 2008 12:00:00 ESThttp://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/The_Hypertonics_12_Vigilante_Ballast_Are_You_The_Car_Or_Are_You_The_Road.mp3 Brian Lord brian@thehypertonics.com http://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/The_Hypertonics_13_Vigilante_Ballast_A_Love_Undiagnosed.mp3 Your shoulders hurt, your fingers have withered away Your movements fade, your circulation has strayed It's not what you meant but now the damage is permanent Oh you've lost what matters most Oh it's a love undiagnosed You atrophied, you've lost the skin from your toes Your body feels the only symptom it knows You didn't know but what you hide still has to show Oh you waited for a ghost Oh it's a love undiagnosed you hid from what you couldn't have but you hid too long now all you have are just the scars You used to think that we were able to fly We lost that gift so you let the possible die: To understand, to feel a touch from someone's hand Oh and now it's done what it's supposed Oh it's a love undiagnosed 02 Apr 2008 12:00:00 ESThttp://www.thehypertonics.com/mp3/The_Hypertonics_13_Vigilante_Ballast_A_Love_Undiagnosed.mp3