Plasmabat by Hugh

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Recorded over a 3 year period and released in 1987, Plasmabat by Hugh was my first solo album. I recorded it on "prosumer" 1st generation 8-track gear from Fostex, mastered to Sony F1 digital (you'll hear a few digital glitches as my tapes had degraded a bit over the decades). I did the cover on a Commodore Amiga-1000.

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released January 1, 1987

All songs written and recorded by Hugh Caley. Drums on "Not Afraid of the Dark" played by Alan Waltz. Special thanks to Geraldine Caley, my grandmother, who started a college fund for me, which I diverted to recording gear! Also special thanks to my brother, Glenn, for creating the pads for triggering the Linndrum. And especial special thanks to Tom and Phyllis Caley for putting up with my endless practicing and for their massive encouragement. Music was a special thing at our house.

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Plasmabat San Francisco, California

California Ebuillence and weirdness.

A quiet storm.

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Track Name: Mega-Wiggle
We've got a new dance and you've got ... no choice.
'Cause the beat's so loud you can't hear your voice.
Mega-Wiggle!

Leave your car parked on the street.
'Cause when we're through you won't have not feet.
Mega-Wiggle!

Mega-Wiggle, uber-wiggle, ultra-wiggle, destructo-wiggle! etc.
Track Name: Having Fun with Pointed Things
The finish is all silvery, the edges razor-sharp
I keep it by my bed at night to play with in the dark.

Having Fun with Pointed Things, a hunger they are sating
I just can't keep away from them, so small and penetrating.

In school I was a sweet little boy, just a bit depressive.
But I'll grow out of it they said when I grow up in my head
And now I'm just aggressive ...

My friends all sort of fade away and everyone things I'm queer
but I still like to watch TV, I like to drink a beer.

Having Fun with Pointed Things while someone's back is turned
Might cut myself and draw some blood, at least I won't get burned!

Like you!

And now it's time to put out the lights, at peace with every creature
With my pretty pointed things I'm ready for what tomorrow brings
I'll cut myself a future

Having Fun with Pointed Things
Every night.
Track Name: Melancholera
I"m down with it again, Melancholera
Will it ever end?

Maybe it's just too much quiet
or a change in my diet
Maybe a rise in humidity
or some pollen I can't see

I'm down with it again, Melancholera
Will it ever end?

Maybe it's heredity
or its' just too much TV
Maybe I should exercise
and then I'd dare close my eyes

I'm down with again, Melancholera
Will it ever end?
Track Name: Flap (Your Membrane Wings)
If you want to fly, wouldn't you rather be a bat?
Flutter through the moonlit skies, and cool things like that?
Birds are kind of stupid, they don't know where it's at
so if you want to fly, wouldn't you rather be a bat?

Flap your wings, catch a bug, hang upside down!
(Damn right!)

And how would you like to be descended from a lizard?
Itchy feathers on your back, and pebbles in your gizzard?
Know for being dirty and your reputation deserved?
How would you like to be descended from a lizard?

Snap your beak, eat a worm, lay an egg! (Yuck)

Flap your wings, catch a bug, hand upside down!

Suck my blood!
Just kidding! They don't really do that.
Well, maybe a couple of 'em.
Flap them wings!
Get down, get fluttery!
Got those little thumbs!
What an ugly nose though.
They're in your hair!
(No they aren't. They never do. It's an old wives' tale)
(ever try to get batshit out of your carpet?)
Track Name: You Can't Tell Me
You won't tell me, how you feel, how you feel
You won't tell me, what's the deal, you won't squeal.

You keep me at arms length and I haven't the strength
to push by you and see what's inside

You won't tell me, how you feel, how you feel.

You won't show me, what I need, need to see
You won't show me, how to live, you and me

We go round and around, and it never gets clear
and we never come near to a reason why

You Can't Tell Me you love me
and you can't tell me why
and you can't tell me why

So I'm waiting, for the day, for the day
So I'm waiting, till you say go away

Not much hope, not much hope, at the end of my rope
and I fear that the ending is near because
You Can't Tell Me you love me
and you can't tell me why
Track Name: Dance Fiendish
Dance Fiendish

Who will kiss the bride and groom?
I think there are aliens in this room!

Nobody move, my scruples are gone!
Check, check, is this thing on?

Dance Fiendish (New York is where I'd rather stay)

Turn around pick a bale of cotton!
If it gets wet, your cotton's rotten!
Where you go I will follow,
Down in the mud and wallow, wallow!

Dance Fiendish (New York is where I'd rather stay)
Dance Fiendish (I get allergic smelling hay)
Track Name: Payday in Hell
Payday, payday in Hell

I wouldn't look up if I were you,
It's the last thing to look forward to.

Payday, payday in Hell

I wouldn't look up if I were you,
It's the last thing to look forward to.
Track Name: Not Afraid of the Dark
Last night I was lying in bed
(my clothes all over the floor)
Thought of something that had no head
stumbling through my door

I'm not Afraid of the Dark
No, I'm Not Afraid of the Dark

Thunderstorm had knocked the lights out
(time to stub my toes)
Fuses are all in the cellar
Where no one ever goes!

I'm Not Afraid of the Dark
No I'm Not Afraid of the Dark

Walking home through downtown alleys
(My car, we're not speaking)
Rats are not my only worry
with all these hinges creaking!

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