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Bares. Beats. Battlegar Galactafish.

by Gelb Rot Blau

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1.
Can you see the light (I see it) You stumble through the streets Assaulted endlessly by dirty colors The eyes of others Can you see the light Two weeks since the world appeared from black The ugly shapes your eyes can’t take, you want to give it back A miracle they said, we cured your ailing head Can you believe it, you must be thankful Can you see the light Dawn broke with just a murmur The sound, the smell, the taste, the feel of life The city was a fugue you used to move through seamlessly Your brilliant fingers led you by your heart (I see it) Two years since they fixed your broken head You only walk along the streets after the sun has set You hungered for the sight of colors, shapes and eyes This sad parade’s a bad heartbreak Can you see the light Light cheapening the morning Light pouring scorn into the streets Light throwing shadows on the faces passing by You’re looking now but can you see the light Light in the mirror throwing shadows on your heart You’re looking now but can you see the light
2.
Uh Oh 03:34
Uh oh I am coming apart I feel kind of sick in an interesting way I try to fit my body into something today My head is askew, my shoulders; crooked There's a line that reads somewhere, sometime I must be found I'm walking funny Oh don't look now Wonder if I'm weakening my world somehow My arms are uneven, my toes; gone There's a mad rolling motion says my mind is wrong Uh oh I am coming apart again I feel kind of sick in an interesting way I try to fit my body into something today My head is askew, my shoulders; crooked There's a line that reads somewhere, sometime I must be found I'm walking funny Oh don't look now Wonder if I'm weakening my world somehow My arms are uneven, my toes; gone There's a mad rolling motion says my mind is wrong Uh oh I am coming apart again I'm kind of sick today and I forgot what I was going to say It doesn't matter anyway I'm not really here Uh oh I am coming apart
3.
Angels 04:12
I fight the demons every day now that I get up It's getting hard but I try The worst the demons done is set upon me, vulnerable Pushing me about until I cry At night I struggle with the dreams and things of nightmares That the demons send me while I am asleep And in the morning when I look into the mirror I fight the demons while I brush my teeth and I say... This wasted shell of mine is weaker than it was before How much can one believer take It tries my patience and it throws my logic out the door Til I can no longer relate One day I'll step onto the deck and look before me At a world that is alien to see But then again, I've noticed that the looks I get Are saying that the alien is me and they say... Sometimes the lights play tricks on my eyes I have to close my mind But if the lights are out the demons return That's when reality lies...
4.
Your tears match mine but I wonder why you cry I tremble while you shake The lady laughs while we die Are you sleeping well tonight Do your dreams show you visions that you fear As I sit with you my friend, dear friend Is our vision somehow blocked somehow unclear I’ve seen your smile It looks like mine Eyes locked to eyes You're searching thoughts, what do you find Are you eating well tonight Do you exercise the choice to use your head How’s your faith, Mother wants to know I'm sorry that I’ve questioned what you've said When the day is done, the swan has sung her final song We’ll meet in the middle It has been a long, long road, we will never be alone When we meet in the meadow Within my heart I’m fighting for your life In my life it plays a vital part Part of you is held within the rhythm The rhythm is the beating of your heart We have said I know you well, still sometimes it’s hard to tell We’ll meet in the middle And it’s has been a long, long time, the narrow road is hard to find We will meet in the meadow We'll meet in the meadow Light shall pass through thick and shallow All that lead shall also follow I love you Time holds only mirth and shadow I’ve seen your smile It looks like mine
5.
Sped Away 05:01
Deborah started to amuse me In little ways that made me smile Deborah tried to appease me It didn't work for a little while I told Deborah that and I told Deborah this and I dreamed nighttimes ended with a Deborah kiss When we were children I allowed her To creep into my heart real slow and I believed that I was also invited And acted accordingly so While she leaned behind the tree with whatshisname I closed my eyes to imagine And later on when I was weeping on her shoulder I shook with fits of teenage passion I told Deborah that and I told Deborah this and I dreamed nighttimes ended with a Deborah kiss Deborah started to amaze me In simple ways that struck me deep Deborah let my affection drift away Something she didn't want me to keep While she leaned behind the tree with whatshisname I closed my eyes to imagine And later on when I was weeping on her shoulder I shook with fits of teenage passion I told Deborah that and I told Deborah this and I dreamed nighttimes ended with a Deborah kiss I told Deborah this and I told Deborah that Then I finally believed Deborah left me flat
6.
He said goodnight and then her God struck her dead Done out of spite and to prove he was right Her body lay still and the blue moonlight touched her face And her hand turned cold, as she lay alone And now she’s gone and no one cares Life continues on And nothing’s lost And nothing’s gained He said goodnight and turned out the light and laid down his head And in the dark he talked to a God And now he’s gone and no one cares Life continues on And nothing’s lost And nothing’s gained God went to bed and said her prayers, to whom did she pray? And if dreams come true, and if you’re a God, what do you dream? And she’s all alone and no one cares Life continues on And nothing’s lost And nothing’s gained And now he’s gone and no one cares Life continues on And nothing lost is nothing gained
7.
World View 05:22
What a shame it is (ah shame, shame, shame) When I blame it all on you (ah, not me, sissy) In the cinema (in the what?!?) When I frame it all around you (I see Rene!) Who could believe it, you know it's true I got my own way to convict you Offenses of taste and decency Theology and geometry Crashing down on my worldview And the messed up things you do I'm always looking out for you Don't you fight me now (ah put 'em up) I'm going to write it down for you (oh, write it down brother, write it down) I'm your working girl (I'm a man) In the Night of Joy with you (oh joy) Who could believe it, you know it's true My valve shuts down around you Revolution in a factory Pirates eating all our weenies Crashing down on my worldview And the fucked up things I do I'm always reaching out to you Who could believe it, you know it's true My boy and me Kissing off the university Crashing down on my worldview And the fucked up things we do How can I make it up to you
8.
When we ride our bikes and we don't fall down And we ride in the driveway and we ride into town Our family cries as we ride away And we visit our friends but we never stay So faithfully the turning is clear The movement of the wheels, dear So faithfully the cog and the spring Spokes go around and the gears sing When we drive our cars and we don't make a crash And we drive to some buildings and we drive to some grass We crisscross the country 'til we settle down And we listen to music as the sun goes down So faithfully we stomp on the breaks Growling, squealing So faithfully we make our mistakes Howling, beaming The lot of us When we fly in our planes and we go so far And we're up so high like the smallest star We go to the places we've never been and We go to see Grandma and we go see Christine When we walk with our legs, we move on our feet And our knees get the job done and they cross the street We walk through the city and we walk through the trees and We're holding hands The lot of us
9.
Pattypan 05:09
You want to be my one And walk into the sun And take me by the hand And wander through this land You want to be my main And shuffle through the rain And take me by the lips And shower me with bliss You mighty fine talker I like the way you offer The world upon your shoulders You'll pick apart the boulders A tantalizing path As much as we can grab from this world that we live in I could wake to your sweet eyes every morning I rise You want to be my goon And stroll under the moon And take me by the arms And fly me to the stars You mighty fine talker I like the way you offer The world behind your breastbone A place where I could rest, home A secret you can't keep, though you ain't said a peep When I feel your body moving I can see it in your eyes, every moment you rise You want to be my keep And swim into the deep And hold me while I weep And fall with me to sleep I want to fill your heart And finish what I start And climb inside your smile And stay there for a while You mighty fine talker I like the way you offer The world behind your breastbone A place where I could rest, home A tantalizing path As much as we can grab from this world that we grieve in I could wake to your sweet eyes every morning I rise
10.
Sufferers 04:16
Wintertime sufferers They don't publically grieve Discreetly in their suffering Never showing their teeth Summertime sufferers They're falling down on their knees, bereaved Such stylish suffering, they couldn't stand on their feet On the ground weeping They just couldn't stand on their feet, no Autumntime sufferers Are prone to quote poetry They feast on their suffering Because it's so bittersweet When Springtime sufferers are jolted out of their sleep Displeased, they writhe, suffering Can't even stand on their feet On the ground weeping They just couldn't stand on their feet, no Wintertime sufferers, they hide their face In their frozen grace Summertime sufferers, they fall on their knees They moan and wail, they cause a scene Autumntime sufferers dig in the clay For something to say Young Springtime sufferers can't grow or bloom ‘Cause they rot too soon On the ground weeping They just couldn't stand on their feet, no
11.
The dirty Swiss, 1806, invented the I.C.E. 1906, the Model S, was every man’s wet dream Let’s take the highway, we'll drive all night I'll watch for 5-0, you watch the lights And if perchance we reach the sea Then you can scatter me, oh Gasoline, it's in my veins It gets me off, it kills the pain Where does it get you? I don't know Where does it get you? I don't know So here we sit, 2006, with one foot in the grave We stab and steer and never fear, we're gunning all the way Let's take the highway, we'll drive all night I'll watch for 5-0, you watch the lights And if perchance we reach the sea Then you can scatter me, oh Gasoline, it's in my veins It gets me off, it kills the pain Where does it get you? I don't know Where does it get you? I don't know Just grab the keys and take this road, all through the night Douse yourself, with traffic lights No control, no remorse Salvation is an iron horse that takes you over the mountain Or, sometimes it takes you under the highway Or, sometimes just to the edge of the city Or, you hope to make it out of the driveway But, it looks like we’ve run out of gasoline

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This is a collection of tunes that Zelda and Steven recorded off and on over the course of the last decade. Some songs were written recently, while others were originally written and recorded back in the 80s and 90s before they met.

Two songs ("World View" and "Gasoline In My Veins") are covers of songs written by the band The Dont's and alternate mixes were originally released on the Spoon+10 album "Dontishedly".

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released June 9, 2020

See individual songs for credits. Written and performed by Zelda Koznofski & Steven Bolinger (except where indicated).

Cover design by Zelda Koznofski & Steven Bolinger.

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Zelda Koznofski San Francisco, California

Zelda Koznofski (Anne Feinsod) has been composing songs since she was a wee lassie. She has worked in rock, pop, prog, jazz and musical theater genres. Zelda is the other half of musical duo Gelb Rot Blau. Zelda loves bacon.

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