Interim Assignment

by Don Campau

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    13 songs more or less in a rock style by Don Campau. Ably assisted by Greg Gray, Russ Stedman, Al Perry, Ken Clinger, Robin O'Brien, Skot Stickler and Bryan Baker. This is a collection of B Sides, outtakes, one off collaborations, instrumentals and misfit songs that didn't fit onto other releases.
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    Mastered by Blair Hardman at Zone Recording in Cotati California. Produced by Don Campau at home in Santa Rosa California.

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released May 11, 2016

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Track Name: act now
force fed fool of flesh, sucked at the nipple but it didn’t catch, farm fresh seed of storm, put your money on my lousy arm, choke down this deep advice, better yet won’t you buy it twice? choice cut still not enough, eat your soul but it’s way too tough, act now or leave, face facts its time to believe, sad sack afraid of leaves, turn back and kiss my other cheek
Track Name: surprises
i hate those surprises, its always bad news,I’m never much wiser, I always end up on the losing end,i decided to click that link but I forgot and left a box unchecked I ended up in a customer mess But it’s all my fault I do confess i hate those surprises, its always bad newsI’m never much wiser, I always end up on the losing end The future’s here and aren’t you glad? Hold on to your horses because here it comes Oh yeah its as simple as this Never been easier to just stay pissed Why not go along with the crowd? Why be different, is it even allowed? Ready, set and go when you like You never forget like riding a bike Buy one now and get one backIts more addicting than the neighborhood crack Its time to choose and I hope I choose well I’ve got thirty seconds to click and start my download But wait…I want to cancel…I can’t seem to cancel i hate those surprises, its always bad news I’m never much wiser, I always end up on the losing end
Track Name: memento
adapted from a poem by Federico Garcia Lorca

the moon is dead already we’re going to bury it now in a chalk white rose with a bright glass stalk let’s all go to her funeral and sing the pio pa la mamabruna’s stone cold dead with her face that’s like a star she went down amongst the poplars got tangled in the briars i am happy because she thought she was something special do-re-mi let’s all go to her funeral and sing the pio pa la mamabruna’s stone cold dead with her face that’s like a star
Track Name: achy breaky heart
written and copyrighted by Don Von Tress

You can tell the world you never was my girl You can burn my clothes when I'm gone Or you can tell your friends just what a fool I've been And laugh and joke about me on the phone You can tell my arms to go back onto the phone
You can tell my feet to hit he floor Or you can tell my lips to tell my fingertips They won't be reaching out for you no more But don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart I just don't think it'd understand And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart He might blow up and kill this man Ooo You can tell your ma I moved to Arkansas Or you can tell your dog to bite my leg Or tell your brother Cliff who's fist can tell my lips He never really liked me anyway Oh tell your Aunt Louise, tell anything you please Myself already knows that I'm okay Oh you can tell my eyes to watch out for my mind It might be walking out on me today But don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart I just don't think it'd understand And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart He might blow up and kill this man Ooo But don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart I just don't think it'd understand And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart He might blow up and kill this man Ooo Pero no se lo digas a mi corazón, mi Achy Breaky Heart Mi Achy Breaky Heart
Track Name: glial attitude
instrumental
Track Name: here i go again
well here i go again i’m going down where i don’t want to be when i checked my blood this time its rusty brown and it no longer bleeds no i can’t change the facts biology is not an opinionated ruse no, its going to kick my ass again
please, get me some juice i’m shaking like a leaf in spring and i’m sure not making any sense and though i’m sweating pretty bad i’d swear i’d locked inside the fridge i guess it’s not as bad as when i blacked right out thank god at least ,my love was there to shoot me up well i can’t change the facts endocrinology only goes so far my body’s running out of gas help me, get a candy bar aren’t you tired of being my friend who always lends an ear and having to hear about all my woes isn’t my complaining getting old incessant bitching and grumpy moods so i’ll keep it to myself when they have to snip, oh god, snip my toes
Track Name: al'oud
instrumental
Track Name: paperweight
let me touch someone, let me feel something but i can’t or i won’t i don’t know so i’ll ask let me hear wonder, let me fear horror but it’s all out of reach and my thirst can’t be quenched let me be useful, i want to feel needed but my heart is a trench and the world is a trowel let me contribute, can i give myself freely that’s what i need for that purpose do i long i’m a paperweight i just sit on the desk looking pretty and i shine i’m a paperweight i make a real good gift, i’m the thing that no one needs i’m a paperweight i feel heavy in your hands and my surfaces are round i’m a paperweight i don’t even serve my purpose, i don’t hold any papers down let me contribute, can i give myself freely that’s what i need for that purpose do i long let me be useful, i want to feel needed but my heart is a trench and the world is a trowel let me hear wonder, let me fear horror but it’s all out of reach and my thirst can’t be quenched let me touch someone, let me feel something but i can’t or i won’t i don’t know so i’ll ask i’m a paperweight i just sit on the desk looking pretty and i shine i’m a paperweight i make a real good gift, i’m the thing that no one needs i’m a paperweight i feel heavy in your hands and my surfaces are round i’m a paperweight i don’t even serve my purpose, i don’t hold any papers down
Track Name: put the kettle on
put the kettle on, open the cabinet and choose the poison, don;t boil the water long, the best ingredients give the finest outcome, the state of the union will be known tonight, its all shaping up to be an ugly fight, the storm of the century, a wicked rain will fall down from heaven and wash away the pain
Track Name: am i retired?
I’m counting down the hours while its sunny outside the clock is ticking faster its almost time to decide don’t know if i should go back i’m kind of split on the choice on one hand there’s the money and that’s always nice but my back is kind of tight now and my fingers swollen up i haven’t got the stamina and I’m not really that tough anymore Am I retired? but I like to meet strangers and maybe flirt with a fewit helps to make the time pass among the veggies and fruits I’m really pretty lucky to have the option to stop i’ve got a lot of friends who will have to work until they drop Am I retired? don’t know if I will return to the work I have done although i’ll miss some people cause they making working fun I’m counting down the hours I need to make that call, Will I ask for my next schedule or just say “fellas that’s all”
Track Name: the psychoactive root canal
instrumental
Track Name: silly
i’ve gotten wiser and done what it takes, i may be a mentor now but i still make mistakes, i’ve reached this destination it could be just out of spite once scared of the darkness now I welcome the fright and dare it tonight, it may be silly but i want to, it may be crazy but i’m going to, it may be odd and kind of careless but one thing i know is i couldn’t care less, i’ve gotten weaker although still strong in some ways, i might have to nap now at the peak of the day, i’ve got strange habits, watch me carry them out, its some gateway behavior and there’s really no doubt and i got called out, it be be silly but i want to, lord, it may be crazy but i;m going to, it may be odd and kind of careless, but one thing i know is that I couldn’t care less, it might be silly, it could be crazy, it could be nutso, i may be loco, si yo loco
Track Name: dreams
when my dreams were real i filed them away, i stored them and logged them and made them all safe and kept them real, now look, they are real, pay attention, i pulled one out now from the archive i kept, i polished and shined it so i don’t forget that it’s real, come on and look, they are real, more real than stone, when i get confused about who i might be, i got to my library, my book of these, i can’t hear you speaking or what anyone says, i’ve crossed to that place, other side of the fence, where its real, its more real, i didn’t mean that i am broken, i didn’t want this world to change, it felt so good and it felt so solid like an ebony wall through haze, on this brane in that dimension, i couldn’t tell if i knew you there, i couldn’t feel the pull of time, i waited for the gravity to eat me, i spoke aloud but there was no sound, thought to myself that there was no me, i didn’t mean that i am broken, i didn’t want this world to change, it felt so good and it felt so solid like an ebony wall through haze, on this brane, on that dimension, i couldn’t tell if i knew you there is a place for us, will you trust me and follow me there? when my dreams were real i filed them away, i stored them and logged them and made them all safe and kept them real, now look, they are real, more real than stone, real…