The first CD from Poppa Vein, due out in March 2008.
The boys wrote the songs for this CD during the last half of 2007, during their more sober and lucid moments. It was recorded and produced by Poppa Vein at their own studio in Phoenix, Arizona.
The concept for these songs is to create some grooves that make you want to tap your foot, shake your ass, have a party. There's some bad shit going on in the world. These songs can make you forget about it for a while. So listen to the Poppa and listen often!
This page has all the minutia you crave about the songs on Bad Blood.
Raw plays the guitars, keys, and sings, Dead plays the bass, keys and sings, Sykes Lex does the drums, unless noted otherwise.
Raw used a Fender American Deluxe Stratocaster and Ibanez Custom 540R electric guitars, and an Ibanez AEF30ETVS acoustic guitar. The electric guitars were played through a Marshall JCM 2000 TSL 100 full stack. The acoustic was mic'd and di'd. Raw used an EMU midi controller into various soft synths for the keyboards.
Some Bad Blood trivia...
- The studio's hard drive was lost during the recording of the album and there are NO copies of the original tracks - only the mixes you hear on the CD.
- The loss of the hard drive delayed the release from March 2008 until June 2009 while the studio was attempting to recover the files! Ahh, doncha miss the old tape decks?
- The CD jacket / packaging was specifically selected to be more environmentally friendly.
- The image of the blood on the CD jacket is actually from Raw Meat! Effen gross but true. He had a very bloody nose and had the good sense to grab a camera, let it fly in a sink and take a couple a pics for the album cover.
You Can't Touch
Born on 5/12/2007
Raw says: Ahh, there ain't enough songs about sitting around with a bottle of whiskey. Well here's one! Who knows what will happen? I know one thing, when I was leering at the chick at the mall the other day she told me I couldn't touch her shiny thing. Thanks for daring me, chicky!
| Lead Vocals: |
Dead Nuckles |
| Backing Vocals: |
Raw Meat |
| Guitars, Keyboards: |
Raw Meat |
| Bass Guitar: |
Raw Meat |
| Drums: |
Sykes Lex |
Lyrics
You Can't Touch
Copyright (c) 2007 by Randy Morter & David Nunez
All Rights Reserved.
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( Verse 1 )
One night I was sittin' down
A bottle of whiskey at my side
All of a sudden things were crashing 'round
From which I could not hide
( Verse 2 )
I started to shout, shout out loud
But nobody was there to hear
Round and round, things were breakin' out
It gave me quite a scare
( Pre-Chorus 1 )
I saw something shiny
Just outside my reach
I tried but I could, could not touch it
( Chorus )
You can look but you can't touch
Things like this, they cost too much
Spend your days on better dreams
Shiny things ain't all they seem
You can look but you can't touch
( Verse 3 )
The sun, it raced up, ending the night
Shining down on me and my whiskey
My eyes were blinded, fighting for sight
To look at what I could not see
( Pre-Chorus 2 )
It looked so calm and inviting
If I could reach it I might be safe
I tried again but still could not touch it
( Repeat chorus )
( Interlude )
Gimme some of that whiskey
It feels so good going down
Did you ever feel like you were blind
You couldn't move, your hands were tied
Somebody sittin' upon your chest
You are possessed
Things are happenin' outside of you
You couldn't control if you wanted to
You're outside and lookin' at
A stranger within
You can look but you can't touch
( Guitar solo )
You can look but you can't touch
Things like this, they cost too much
Spend your days on better dreams
Shiny things ain't all they seem
( Repeat chorus twice )
Bad Blood
A punkish kinda tune about having something bad running through your veins from the day you were born - and wanting to get rid of it. And it has the word prick. How could you not like a song with a prick? This song is being played by RadioArizona.net.
| Lead Vocals: |
Raw Meat |
| Backing Vocals: |
Dead Nuckles, Raw Meat |
| Guitars: |
Raw Meat |
| Bass Guitar: |
Dead Nuckles |
| Drums: |
Sykes Lex |
Lyrics
Bad Blood
Copyright (c) 2007 by Randy Morter & David Nunez
All Rights Reserved.
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(Verse 1)
I got the need to give myself
A little prick and watch it bleed
It hits the floor drop by drop
I laugh and squeeze out more
People walk by they look anywhere
But not right into my eyes
(Chorus)
I got the need to let it bleed Bad blood
I got the need to let it bleed Bad blood
I got the need
Bad Blood
(Verse 2)
I got the urge to Poppa Vein
With pliers to feel it surge
A razor's edge pulled just right
Is my chance to hemorrhage
People run away fast as they can
To ignore my decay
(Repeat Chorus)
(Bridge)
Mama told me
You got bad blood
I knew it when you were born
Daddy told me
You got bad blood
And I can't hide my scorn
(Repeat Chorus)
(Verse 3)
I got the drive for bloodletting
To see if I can survive
A crimson flow from a little prick
Watch that puddle grow
People try to hide from people like me
They just cast aside
(Repeat Chorus)
Bad Blood
Take Me
This was the boys first slooooow song. Kinda Tom Petty sounding in places. This started out as an instrumental but Dead couldn't keep from singin' so it ended up with some story about seein' a chick at a party and scoring with her before the night ended. This song is being played on radioarizona.net.
| Lead Vocals: |
Dead Nuckles |
| Backing Vocals: |
Dead Nuckles, Raw Meat |
| Guitars: |
Raw Meat |
| Bass Guitar: |
Dead Nuckles |
| Drums: |
Sykes Lex |
Lyrics
Take Me
Copyright (c) 2007 by Randy Morter & David Nunez
All Rights Reserved.
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(Verse 1)
I see you standing across the room
And I am frozen
Our eyes dance in an optical ballet
When the night is over will I be
The one you've chosen
To take me to your secret
Secret hideaway
(Verse 2)
We come together and it's clear
That there is no doubt
Our auras mix like some spiritual boquet
When the night is over will I be
The one you've picked out
To take me to your secret
Secret hideaway
(Chorus)
Take me
Don’t leave me standing here
Take me
I’m all by myself
Take me to your
Secret hideaway
(Bridge - Guitar Solo)
(Verse 3)
I am captured by the warmth
Running through my veins
Our essences create a brand new D. N. A.
When the night was over I was
The one that did remain
You took me to your secret
Secret hideaway
(Repeat Chorus twice)
Holiday
This song is the heaviest the boys have got on this CD. Don't think they don't like the heavy shit, it's just that this CD's more about some lighter rock party type of tunes. They did manage to slip in this one, though.
| Lead Vocals: |
Dead Nuckles |
| Backing Vocals: |
Dead Nuckles, Raw Meat |
| Guitars, Keyboards: |
Raw Meat |
| Bass Guitar: |
Dead Nuckles, Raw Meat |
| Drums: |
Sykes Lex |
Lyrics
Holiday
Copyright (c) 2007 by Randy Morter & David Nunez
All Rights Reserved.
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(Verse 1)
I keep my mouth shut at my shitty job
To keep the paycheck rollin’ in on time
Gotta pay them bills so I try to get along
Do what they want, I’m swallowin’ my pride
Headin’ out the doorway
Take some time for me
Thing’s are goin’ my way
It’s so good to see - holiday
(Pre-Chorus 1)
Hey, be quiet, hold your breath
Do you hear something calling you?
(Chorus)
Come on a holiday
It's time to get away
I want to take a trip with you
It's just too far to go alone
Hey. Hey, Hey. Hey.
(Verse 2)
I’ve been workin’ hard all year
Had to earn a few bucks to keep my home
Now it's time, I gotta get away from here
Get far away, shut off the fuckin' phone
Headin' down the highway
The road is callin' me
Are you goin' my way
Never too late to leave - holiday
(Pre-Chorus 2)
Hey, be still, close your eyes
Do you see something calling you?
(Repeat Chorus)
(Bridge - Guitar Solo)
Do you see something calling you?
(Repeat Chorus)
(Outtro solo)
Life In A Box
The boys are tryin' a bit of a different format for this one - it starts with some guitar before the singin'. It's about breakin' up, pickin' up, and movin' up. Or at least movin' on. It's about how you can pack your shit in a box but not your life.
| Vocals: |
Raw Meat |
| Guitars, Keyboards: |
Raw Meat |
| Bass Guitar: |
Raw Meat |
| Drums: |
Sykes Lex |
Lyrics
Life In A Box
Copyright (c) 2007 by Randy Morter & David Nunez
All Rights Reserved.
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(Intro solo)
(Verse)
Don't cry for me, don't you cry over us
It's best to end our time without a big fuss
The time for tears was a long, long time ago
The time for breaking up has come now, you know
We gave it our best but we dragged love through the mud
Don't blame us just chalk it up to bad blood
Separated my possessions and packed them up
They're just waiting to be carried to my truck
I see 'em stacked in the corner by the front door
The cardboard boxes from the U-Haul store
Full of pictures, plates, cd's and socks
But you can't pack our life in a box
(Chorus)
Life in a box...
Ya can't pack it all in a box
But ya can pack all the shit that ya care about
The things that last, the things from a store
Ya you get the house but I get more
I get to be free
I get to get outta the box
Gettin' outta here, bustin' out
I'm gone baby, bye bye
No more life in a box
(Outtro)
Wah Wah Faces
You know what this is about. Ya know how people make those fuck faces when playing the wah? This guy's got it bass ackwards. And if ya don't know what a wah is, it's a pedal ya work with your foot when ya play yer guitar.
| Lead Vocals: |
Dead Nuckles |
| Backing Vocals: |
Dead Nuckles, Raw Meat |
| Guitars, Keyboards: |
Raw Meat |
| Bass Guitar: |
Raw Meat |
| Drums: |
Sykes Lex |
Wah Wah Faces
Copyright (c) 2007 by Randy Morter & David Nunez
All Rights Reserved.
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(Chorus)
Show me yours, I'll show you mine
Wah Wah Faces
Show me yours, I'll show you mine
All night
(Verse 1)
I was in my bedroom sleepin' and dreamin'
Of playin' my Fender guitar
And Wah Wah and Marshall
And oh my head was swingin'
To the drumbeat, it was funky, had a good groove
And the bass it sounded so sweet and locked in
I was makin' wah wah faces,
Wah Wah Faces!
(Repeat Chorus)
(Verse 2)
The jam started to break up, it was over
The funkin' started fading,
And the kick drum it was all done
And my eyes they shifted focus
When I saw you leanin' over lookin' at me
From your elbow, you woke me just to ask me
Would you make some wah wah faces,
Wah Wah Faces!
(Repeat Chorus)
(Bridge)
Let's Wah Wah Baby
(Verse 3)
It's three o'clock in the AM, a little chilly
Somethin' woke you up you said,
You raised your head
And raised me too
I knew just what you wanted from me
And how to please you, I rolled over got my guitar
And started makin' wah wah faces
Wah Wah Faces!
(Repeat Chorus & out)
Come over here baby, let's make
Wah Wah Faces!
Yeah, you know you've been wantin' it
All night
Nothin' feels quite as good as makin' some
Wah Wah Faces!
Time for Little Miss B. Haven
(makin' wah wah faces)
Steamroller
We're talkin' about the kinda gal that won't get blown away in a windstorm here.
| Vocals: |
Raw Meat |
| Guitars, Keyboards: |
Raw Meat |
| Bass Guitar: |
Raw Meat |
| Drums: |
Sykes Lex |
Steamroller
Copyright (c) 2007 by Randy Morter & David Nunez
All Rights Reserved.
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(Verse 1) When she rolls in
I feel the whole earth shakin’
My world begins to quake
I get a good vibration
Thunder steps, they let me know
I don’t have to weight to see
How big our love can grow
Pound for pound, inch by inch
It’s such a heavy kind of love you can’t
Remove it with a winch
(Pre Chorus) She crushed my heart on the day that we met
She filled my mind so full I won’t forget
It’s no small thing the way that we feel
Her kind of lovin's always a big deal
(Chorus) Steamroller flatten me today
Your big ol' lips just blow me away
Steamroller fill up my mind
With big ol' hips I can take this behind
(Verse 2) Big as a house, she feels like home
To see all our love takes
An observation dome
I can’t weight for one more round
I’m gonna Poppa Vein as
My heart begins to pound
(Repeat Pre Chorus & Chorus)
(Bridge - Guitar Solo)
Steamroller, rock and roll over
Steamroller, roll over me
(Repeat Pre Chorus)
If You See Kaye
Finally - a chance to shout out "iF yoU C Kaye"! That's all ya need a song like this for!
| Vocals: |
Raw Meat |
| Bass, Keyboards, Trumpet: |
Raw Meat |
| Drums: |
Sykes Lex |
Lyrics
If You See Kaye
Copyright (c) 2007 by Randy Morter & David Nunez
All Rights Reserved.
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(Verse 1)
Kaye called me last Monday
On her crackling, crackling cell phone
she said she wanted my company
To keep her from being alone
I heard the line go dead
I cursed at my, my bad luck
I heard the last thing she said
When do you want to (static)
(Chorus)
If you see Kaye, I want to do it today
If you see Kaye, I want to do it today
(Verse 2)
Kaye wrote me a nice long letter
Mailman brought it to me yesterday
She said a letter was better
Than using the phone anyway
I tried to read it while driving
It flew out the window of my truck
The last thing I saw she'd written
When do you want to (wind blowing)
(Repeat Chorus)
(Bridge)
Let's do it!
If you see Kaye, if you see Kaye
(Verse 3)
Kaye tried to send me a message
Through her long time friend Willy
He seemed to have the knowledge
Of how to get in touch with me
Willy met me at the Chineese buffet
when he swallowed his food got stuck
the last thing that he could relay
when do you want to (choking)
(Repeat Chorus)
(Repeat Chorus with drums only)
(Repeat Chorus)
Rest In Pieces
Sometimes it's just better to cut it off - the relationship that is.
| Vocals: |
Raw Meat |
| Guitars, Bass, Keyboards: |
Raw Meat |
| Drums: |
Sykes Lex |
Lyrics
Rest In Pieces
Copyright (c) 2007 by Randy Morter & David Nunez
All Rights Reserved.
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(Verse 1)
When the shadows fade away
And the sun is done for another day
Well that is when I miss it the most
And that is when i see the ghost of
(Chorus)
Our love, may it rest in pieces
Our love tore us to pieces
Our love, may it rest in pieces
Our love tore us to pieces
(Verse 2)
When the darkness spills over me
From the corner of my eye I faintly see
Whispers of you floating and flaunt
Visions that are halting and haunt of
(Repeat Chorus)
(Verse 3)
When we last got together
It was clearly the time for me to sever
What was our love's body and soul
It was all that could make me whole now
(Repeat Chorus)
Dream Of More
The CD ends with the guys thinkin' about how there must be more to
life than what most people experience on a daily basis. The song rocks
so it isn't too much of a philosophist bunch of crap that you don't care
to hear about when yer partyin'.
| Vocals: |
Raw Meat |
| Guitars, Bass: |
Raw Meat |
| Drums: |
Sykes Lex |
Lyrics
Dream Of More
Copyright (c) 2007 by Randy Morter & David Nunez
All Rights Reserved.
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(Verse 1)
when we were all still little kids
we dreamed of what we would do
with our life's gifts
would our dreams come true
(Verse 2)
we spent our youth sitting in school
each day learning something new
the golden rule
good life for me and you
(Chorus)
Let's dream again what we could be
Innocent, happy and free
Dream of love from shore to shore
When your done just dream of more
(Verse 3)
we left home struck out on our own
while we were still in our teens
the great unknown
crashing into our dreams
(Bridge)
now that we've made it here
is this what we aspired to be
the future that was so clear
is now so hazy I can't see
(Guitar Solo)
(Verse 4)
spend our days working in a cube
or some big ass department store
feel like a boob
let's get high and dream of more
(Repeat Chorus & Out)