Antiplastic Soulman Band

All tracks recorded @ SubStudio 2000-3

A-side

1 Bumpin' Booty 03:39

Bumpin' booty, you can do it
If you move it you can groove
Groove it right
Still sucking sugar from a bag,
Looking for the dreams that you never had.
Colored mirrors scheme off on the right
Big Bad Brother in a neighbor fight.
All the sistren gonna take it slo'
So after midnight we can rock some mo'
Getting juicy all along the line,
Cos everybody feeling fine.
Everybody in the neighborhood's
Feeling better than they medically would
Bumpin' booty, you can do it
If you move it you can groove it,
Groove it right.
Just one more day and it can take you down
Now we've got expansion in the family line
Sound of questions buzzing thru your head
Am I as fucked up as my sweet own dad?
Ain't it like shouting echoes to a wall,
Most often there nothing to hear at all.
So let history go out the door,
And move your booty all across the floor.
Everybody in the neighborhood
Feeling better than they medically would
Bumpin' booty, you can do it
If you move it you can groove
Groove it right

ZJ: vocals, electric & acoustic guitars, organ, vibraphone, clavinet, electric bass. Recorded Jan - May 2001.

2 Doctor Told Ya 03:28

Do you ever feel like it
Almost gonna make you crazy?
Like it's just another demon
Painting pictures in your mind.
So much a-coming down,
But you're a-being lazy.
Stickin' to the same
Old shit you wanna leave behind.
It ain't what the doctor told ya
It ain't what your teacher told ya
There ain't no easy peace of mind
Do you ever feel that you're
Never gonna be so crazy
As to leave someone waiting
Down the end of the line
If all the future's bright
Yours is looking hazy
Those clouds won't let
Your sunlight shine

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ZJ: lead&backing vocals, drum programming, acoustic guitar, bass, piano, music box, drum loops. Recorded Feb 2001, overdubs Feb 2002.

3 Antiplastic Soulman Theme 01:39

ZJ: electric guitar, organ, synth, electric bass, drum loops. Recorded June - Aug 2002.

4 Ain't No Place 04:18

So long to you old friend
I packed my bags again
I'm leaving those dark towns behind
The mirror in the hall
has told me stories and all
Of them were about you and that boy
The trains and the subway
Are bound to go my way
Or up to where I lay my head down
But there ain't no place I rather run to
Ain't no place I got to come to
Ain't no place like down in your arms.
My father said to me 'Son,
The way things are always done
That's the way thing gotta be
But even on a bad day,
I'd like to do thngs my way
Crashing my head to the wall
So any way the wind blows,
And any sign my God shows,
It won't lead me further astray.
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No matter what mr badbush says,
I don't dig it anyways,
It is written that people are to hold.
The same sad old residue
Is taking its toll on you,
Rolling with question-marked eyes.
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ZJ: vocals, acoustic, electric & slide guitars, bass, glass organ, melodica. Recorded Jan 2000, overdubs Jan 2003.

5 Gotta Get Alot 02:07

ZJ: acoustic & slide guitars, bass, electric piano, drumloops.Recorded on 1, 19 and 20 Jan, mixed on 23 Feb 2002.

6 Strange Glow 04:01

Strange glow shine around me, strange glow shine on me
Strange glow magnetize me, strange glow shine on me
This morning comes to better all the things that we can't see
I creep up right behind you, so you can shine your light on me
Then you pushing further
Then you're pushing me back into my dream
Strange glow petrifies me, lay your hand on me
Strange glow petrifies me, is this true reality
I'm picking up all the pieces, painting pictures evergreen
I crawl up right behind you like a touchstone mystery
Then you pushing further
Then you're pushing me back into my dream

** Bert: drum programming. ** Zj: vocals, electric & acoustic piano, electric guitar, bass, drum programming. Recorded Mar, Nov 2001, new overdubs Jan 03.

B-side

7 Ole Times 03:11

If the blues didn't get you further,
if you're further down below,
Take a trip on granny rocking chair,
and make them records shown
Your left hand will never
move the way the righteous know
When you funkin' on them ole’ times,
funking on them ole’ times
When you're groovin' on them ole times
with a six-pack late at night
Dieting on black jazz & pizza & candlelight,
ain't nothing coming down
like u & i go down on ole’ times
When you funkin' on them ole’ times,
funking on them ole’ times
Take me home to Oklahoma,
take me on the mardi gras
Take me out to show me
what you got for me big momma
Smells like ice tea on the porch,
Hallelu JAH, praise the Lord
'Cos we're funkin' on them ole' times,
funking on them ole’ times

Chef T: electric bass, organ
Zj: lead & backing vocal, rhythm & lead guitars, druml oops
Written & recorded 1-4 June 2000
Mixed Nov 2001

8 Must I Wait 04:14

This resident has got another big complaint
falling on his head again
Seems like the end again
Seems like its real now man
Now letters gathers dust & the morning sun burning
I get in the mood and I feel like
churning out that old jazz tune once again
The cat fast asleep as my newspaper's barking
And I read about the death of sir Phillip Larkin
Mailman bring me no more blues
What comes around just goes to show
And all the faces seem to know
On every corner, every street
The people that you often meet
That time will tell a tale so sweet
If you can only bear the waiting.
How long mus' I wait?
('Till the feeling gets right?)
How long mus' I wait?
('Till you're holding me tight?)
No more procrastination
Can't be living on a hesitation. (x3)
The neighborhood has got big confusion
Being on the brim again
God laughing down at him
With the smile of a mannequin
The same odd types gittin down witcha money
If I'd take your job you'd still be voting for me honey
That's the pay cheque philosophy
It cannot be explained
how blood turns to poison
Neither can it mantained
That the motherland's a toy zone
Ragged richess never last
So lead your sheep to the green
Make it unseen, the way it's been.

Zj: lead&backing vocals, acoustic & electric guitar, piano, bass, drum programming.
Chef T: leslie organ
Written & recorded 11-12 February 2002. Remixes Jan 2003

9 Hombre Super Naturalis 03:29

Zj: electric guitar, piano, bass, drum loops. Recorded Mar - April 2002

10 Black Hole 04:42

I would call it heavenly tradition,
When you move your body close to mine,
At first you taste so sweet
But I know your witching
When you turn my water into wine.
I kneeled a thousand times before my heroes,
I blessed and cursed but now Im feeling fine
I know that Im just here to blend together
Now you but your water in my wine.
We cant keep digging on this big black hole
'Cos we could never dig it out
Im walking just a walk in circles
'Cos I always have to show you what a mans about
Beat up like an old time maverick,
looking up his sleeve just to find a trick
Digging on this big black hole cos he can never dig it out
I kneeled a thousand times before my heroes,
I blessed and cursed but now Im feeling fine
I know that Im just here to blend together
Now you but your water in my wine.

Zj: vocals, acoustic guitars, piano, bass, drum programming. Recorded May 2002, Jan 2003

11 Softer Space In Time 04:31

Looking at the crowd still rocking
And the people flocking and grease unlocking
They way opinions sway.
Sensing up the grief and smelling all the hatred
Holding up your nose for this mess because
You made it grow
Not quite like going a-head down,
Keep a stiff lip, don’t wear no frown
You’re moving thru a softer space in time.
Putting out the message of a modern day savior,
Now the blood on the pavement
That’s the price of your behavior
Check out all dem leaders, all them big tradition feeders
Now the tide is rough and a prophecy is fulfilled
When the bell tolls the decision falls
Then the call sounds and the ball rolls.
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ZJ: vocals melodica, electric guitar, electric bass, harpsichord, drum programming. Recorded May 2002, Jan 2003

12 Doctor Dub 02:43

Toasting and extra bass recorded May 7, final dub cut on 29 May 2002