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Lyrics

Breathe The Thing Out

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Breathe the thing In, Breathe The Thing Out,

Breathe the thing In, Breathe The Thing Out,

Through these old sick lungs, residue from our past

Gagging up the trust we’ve broken,

giving in to the crumbling like old hacks.

Desperation of our search, and what we’ll find

A long forgotten sickness, spitting out a lie

“Aves la noche…sometimes the night,

Takes you with it, wraps you up and rolls you along

Leaving you washed in sleep, at the morning’s edge…

and sometimes the night goes on without you.”  *

In with the good air, our with the bad.

Corrupted inside me, a chance it never had.

Time elapsed suffocation, some call this perfect health.

All I know, this is all I’ve felt.

Breathe the thing In, Breathe The Thing Out,

Breathe the thing In, Breathe The Thing Out,

In with the good air, our with the bad.

Corrupted inside me, a chance it never had.

Time elapsed suffocation, some call this perfect health.

It’s all I know, it’s all I’ve ever felt.

If these old shaking hands weren’t banging on my chest,

Once again unconscious, maybe I could get some rest.

Respiration of our search, and what we’ll find

A long forgotten sickness, swallowing a lie.

*From “At Paso Rojo” by Paul Bowles

Show Reviews, Tour Diaries

’92 Partial Tour Diary

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A Brief State-By-State Synopsis of the 1992 Slug (LA) North American Tour Odyssey.

California: Leave at 1a.m. Bless the van. We find a “Bush & Quayle In ’92” campaign sign in the gutter next to the van and take it with us in case we have any encounters with red necks or cops. 5 people plus equipment in this van.

Arizona: Straight long roads, beautiful clouds above us.

New Mexico: Few signs of life. Mesas. Amazing natural sights. Batteries running low in tape player.

Texas: Transmission fluid leaks and almost strands us. We’re in a rented van, but it’s a lemon. We have to get off at a conservative truck stop. The Bush sign goes up on the van window as cover. We get transmission fluid and leave.

Oklahoma: Not much happens, thank god.

Kansas: Amazing country drive from 6 a.m. to 12 p.m.

Missouri: We play to 25 teenage punks at The Vault in Kansas City, MO with Morphine and Plague.

Iowa: We perform at Harry May’s in Des Moines with Silkworm and get a good guarantee, one of the only well paying gigs this trip. The club is big and the sound is awesome. Good mid-American feel to the place.

Illinois: We’re in Chicago. Drama and nightmares with van. We play the Lounge Axe with Cherubs and Crust. Rich and Michael B get in a fight during out set on stage.

Wisconsin: We play Madison at OK Corrals with Pachinko, a great local noise band, and Cherubs.

New York: On Thursday we go to a show at Danceteria with Bleech, Smashing Orange, Unsane, Mule and more. Friday we go to CMJ Conference panels and hang out.