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Refuge in Genre

by Hank IV

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1.
I'm Quitting 02:28
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LOVE TO PLAY WITH FIRE AND GASOLINE WE BURN DOWN THE BEDS WHERE WE HAVE LAIN WE DON’T SEEK DESTRUCTION WE ARE DESTROYED AMONG THE ASHES WE’RE OVERJOYED IT’S ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT, IT’S ALL RIGHT, IT’S ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT, IT’S ALL RIGHT IT’S ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT, IT’S ALL RIGHT IT’S ALL RIGHT YEAH. MILES APART’S NOT FAR ENOUGH BUILDING A WALL WITH WHAT’S LEFT OF US A PRIVATE CELL – DANGEROUS BROKEN BODIES – RAPTUROUS I’M QUITTING I’M LEAVING I’M RUNNING ALONG THE DISTANCE BETWEEN US CAN’T BE TOO MUCH THE BEND IN THE ROAD LIKE THE CURVE OF YOUR SKIN DIGGING A HOLE I’LL NEVER FILL IN. I’M QUITTING I’M QUITTING I’M QUITTING I’M QUIT
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Feeding Me Back 02:07
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You’re feeding me back Kicking up static Making me panic I let you in You’re wearing that grin No need to ask you where we are going You reach in the glove box Pull out a box of crackers and spraycan of EZ-Cheese The more you spend The more you save You can pay more now Or you can pay me later Wednesday is sundae Wednesday is sundae It’s two-for-one day The sale ends Monday You’re off on a junket Searching for trinkets And chargeing them all to your expense account You’re shopping for jewelry out on the street You’re shopping for perfume at a swap meet Find me a strip mall Find me an outlet A factory outlet for what I need You’re trying me on Like a dress off the rack You’re wearing me thin And then you’re putting me back Wednesday is sundae Wednesday is sundae It’s two-for-one day The sale ends Monday
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Get It Straight 02:57
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I GOTTA GET IT STRAIGHT CUZ I’M ALREADY BENT PERCOCET DREAMS SHINING THROUGH I GOTTA JONES TO PICK WITH YOU I’M PUSHING REAL HARD TO MAKE IT ALL WORK OUT ELECTRO STIM I’M PUSHING THROUGH PAIN IS ALL I SEE N YOU I GOTTA GET IT STRAIGHT I GOTTA WORK IT OUT I GOTTA UNDERSTAND I’M LAYING ON THE GROUND SLIDING BACK AND FORTH ONE TWENTY DEGREE TURN THREE POINT FOUR A TOTAL BURN I’M SPINNING MY WHEELS AND RUNNING ALONG ALL THE THINGS YOU MAKE ME DO PAIN IS ALL I SEE IN YOU I GOTTA GET IT STRAIGHT I GOTTA WORK IT OUT I GOTTA UNDERSTAND I GOTTA TAKE IT DOWN I GOTTA GET IT STRAIGHT I GOTTA SET IT RIGHT ICING UP UNTL I SHOUT GOTTA SEE IT ALL WORK OUT I GOTTA GET IT STRAIGHT I CAN’T GIVE UP THE WINDOW’S CLOSING FAST GOTTA MAKE THIS MOMENT LAST I GOTTA GET IT STRAIGHT I GOTTA WORK IT OUT I GOTTA UNDERSTAND I GOTTA TAKE IT DOWN I GOTTA GET IT STRAIGHT CUZ I’M ALREADY BENT PERCOCET DREAMS SHINING THROUGH I GOTTA JONES TO PICK WITH YOU I GOTTA GET IT STRAIGHT I GOTTA GET IT STRAIGHT (You’ll never get it) I GOTTA GET IT STRAIGHT (You’ll never get it) I GOT TO I GOT TO I GOT TO… (You’ll never, you’ll never, you’ll never)
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Celebrity Virgin 01:21
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You only do it when the lights are on You only do it when someone yells “Action!” We all know that you wanna make it Camera’s rolling Time to fake it Celebrity virgin Media whore Celebrity virgin Media whore Coming at us all fresh and pure Is there something to your strange allure? You say it’s something that you never do Oh yeah, we really believe you Celebrity virgin Media whore Celebrity virgin Media whore
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Drive the Whip 03:33
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I’M UNDERCLASS SENSITIVE AND LOWERCASE LAZY GOT UP THIS MORNING BUT MY DAY’ STILL HAZY I GOT AN EMAIL FROM MY HOT FRIEND STACEY GONNA DRIVE THE WHIP TO THE OTHER SIDE OF CRAZY YOU ARE A SORE I AM A BRUISE THIS IS THE LAST TIME I’LL THINK OF YOU YOU ARE A SORE AND I AM ONE TOO THIS IS THE LAST TIME I’LL THINK OF YOU OVERBORED LATELY AND UNDERWHELMED DATING I ASKED OUT A GIRL BUT SHE WASN’T QUITE READY GOT A SAD STORY FROM A BROKEN HEARTED LADY GONNA DRIVE THE WHIP TO THE OTHER SIDE OF CRAZY DRIVE! DRIVE! DRIVE! DRIVE!
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My Anger 02:29
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WHAT STARTED OUT AS JUST A LITTLE LUMP SOON TURNED INTO A BIG OLD BUMP A WEEK WENT BY IT’D TAKEN UP THE DELL I WAS ONLY PASSIVE TO ITS SWELL CLIMB ABOARD YOU KNOW GOTTA KNOW WHERE TO GO ALTITUDE IS NO NO-JOKE KILLS THE MIND AND EGO RARE AIR AND WINDS BLOW WHERE EVER YOU GO WATCH IT GROW WATCH IT GROW WATCH IT GROW SAT AND WATCHED IT UNDULATE SHIFT AND GRIND ALONG ITS LONG LONG PLATE PRESSURE BUILDING OVER TIME ALL ALONG MY OWN FAULT LINE CLIMB ABOARD YOU KNOW YOU GOTTA KNOW WHERE TO GO ALTITUDE IS NO NO-JOKE KILLS THE MIND AND EGO RARE AIR AND WINDS BLOW WHERE EVER YOU GO WATCH IT GROW WATCH IT GROW AS TIME PASSED BY I WATCHED IT RISE TIL IT BECAME A HILL I SAT BY IDLY WATCHING AS IT GREW MUCH LARGER STILL A SMALL YOUNG MESA, OF GROWING EARTH RISING EVER UPWARD, TAKING ON MORE GIRTH A SHINGING MOUNTAN SOARING IN THE SKY I SIT ON TOP OF IT WONDERING THE WHYS YOU CLIMBED TO MEET ME, I PUSHED YOU DOWN THERE’S ONLY ROOM FOR ONE UP HERE ABOVE THE CLOUDS. I SIT UPON MY MOUNTAIN TOP, ALONE, JUST BY MYSELF SO TRAPPED AND ISOLATED, I CAN’T SEE NOBODY ELSE OH OH OH WATCH IT GROW
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Symptomatic 03:54
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I’m getting ready to buy All those things That stare at me From viewing screens That look up at me From glossy pages And through the doors Of retail spaces You might say it’s symptomatic This clip jammed up my automatic I’ve heard you say, “that shit it sucks, it used to be pure but now it’s cut” I’m getting ready to buy Aww, I don’t know It hurts up high And down below You wanna talk about margins On coke and fries? You see, I know the girl who invented Super Size (yes, I do) You might say it’s symptomatic Her clip jammed up your automatic I know you think that shit is sick But we both know identity’s plastic Climb aboard your private log And ride off on that flume Things that match and some that don’t Now redecorate your room. If it’s news to you, it’s news to me The definition of value: How many want it if it’s free? Jump rope rhythms on the street get hopped Sawed-off rhythms from the chart get dropped Glass-jawed boxers in the ring get popped Cocaine bundles on the beach wash up Cocaine bundles on the beach wash up Glass-jawed boxers in the ring get popped Sawed-off rhythms from the chart get dropped Jump rope rhythms on the street get hopped
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Beaten, Reviled, Threatened, and Hated 02:18
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STUMBLED OUT OF DESOLATION TO FIND THAT YOU WERE GONE CRAWL AROUND IN DESPERATION TO FIND OUT WHAT WENT WRONG DONE WALKED FORTY DAYS IN THE DESERT CRAWLED A THOUSAND MILES IN THE MUD TORE MYSELF ON ROCKS AND CACTI WASHED MY BODY WITH ITS OWN BLOOD BEEN CHASED BY CREATURES AND DEMONS HUNTED BY THE MEN MUCH WORSE BEATEN, REVILED, THREATENED, AND HATED A MAN HUNG WITH A CURSE IT WASN’T SUCH A LONGTIME AGO WHEN THE SUN WAS A WELCOME FRIEND THE STARS AT NIGHT WERE OH SO LOVELY AS WE WALKED TOGETHER HAND IN HAND THAT WAS BEFORE THE PAIN AND THE SICKNESS BEFORE THE FEAR AND THE DREAD SET IN BEFORE THE SEPARATION SENT ME NORTHWARD TO SEARCH FOR A BETTER END I’VE THIRSTED FOR MORE THAN TRUE LOVE AND HUNGERED FOR LITTLE ELSE TORE MY BODY WIDE OPEN TO FIND OUT THERE WAS NOTHING THERE I DONE DIED FORTY TIMES IN THE DESERT BORN FORTY TIMES AGAIN BEATEN, REVILED, THREATENED AND HATED A MAN WHO IS AT HIS END
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Dirty Poncho 02:05
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I know a girl from Ohio She comes from Sandusky She wears a dirty poncho She’ll make a man believe She’s got a dirty poncho Drop dead gorgeous Blue blood poison Hot licks in stereo She lives the City of Angels She’s an A-list B-Queen She gets all her culture From reading Arthur Magazine She burns at both ends She’s the queen of the Smell scene Keeps the party going With ‘Tussin and Benzedrine She’s got a dirty poncho Drop dead gorgeous Blue blood poison Hot licks in stereo Dirty poncho Drop dead gorgeous I feeling like pulling a “Curtis” And hanging it all up Your dirty poncho Is using me all up Yeah, yeah, yeah
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Sorry 'Bout the Boat Race 05:34
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Diamond Cutter 01:34
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I used to be dead But then I got better I used to be soft Now I’m a diamond cutter Well I used to be alone Alone by myself But then I saw the doctor And now I am well Cuz I’m a diamond cutter I’m a diamond cutter I spell it D-I-A-M-O-N-D I was unsated I was unmasturbated I went to the director Now I’m a real live wire Cuz I’m a diamond cutter I’m a diamond cutter I spell it D-I-A-M-O-N-D

about

“The rollicking San Francisco quintet known as Hank IV have been in the crosshairs of the Siltbreeze hunting rifle since just after their debut LP, Third Person Shooter, was released on the Hook Or Crook label back in '06. Attempts to release their Dirty Poncho 7-inch were squashed (the honor went to Plastic Idol) so Siltbreeze did what any jilted paramour would: decided to get even. The sound of Hank IV is a bit too wily and scrambled to pigeonhole as any one type of honk. Forward thinkers might tag 'em as panic-skiffle, combining the cunning and menace of compadres such as Thomas Jefferson Slave Apartments or Country Teasers, with a dual guitar attack that nods toward the Bailey/ Keupper-era Saints as much as those dudes looked at Smith/Kramer for their nascent moves. Through all this stutter and pummel, vocalist Bob McDonald (formerly of Denver hardcore icons Bum Kon) doesn't throw caution to the wind as much as atomize it. If a shattered leg can't keep this Herc from heralding the apocalypse, do you think your tender widdle ears have a chance? Not likely, bub.” - Tom Lax, Siltbreeze

credits

released October 7, 2008

Bob McDonald - vocals
Anthony Bedard - guitar, vocals
Andy Oglesby - guitar, backing vocals
Chris Portfolio - bass
Scott Jones - drums

Recorded and mixed by Tim Green at Louder Studios, San Francisco
Mastered by Bob Weston at Chicago Mastering Service
Cover design by Hank IV

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Thanks Don Alan, Geoffrey Ellis, Chris Owen, Mario Solis, Brian Turner

released by Siltbreeze Records, 2008
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Hank IV San Francisco, California

Hank IV's hard-charging and visceral dual-guitar rock punk has been likened to “Crime meets Viletones meets Styrenes punk” (Z-Gun Magazine) and by WFMU’s DJ Terre T as “a sick combination of Volcano Suns and Blue Cheer and Chain Gang!”

Hank IV is not related to Hank Williams or any of his descendants. ... more

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