The following is the list of songs that have resulted from my collaboration with Kodagain so far. In no particular order:
Boys and Girls
Mushrooms
Stars and Dandelions
I Approve of Sifow's Lifestyle
The Return
Magibon Is Awfully Quivering
The Death of Walt Disney
Annette Funicello
The Maestro
An Interesting Case
Kamakura
How Will I Know My Love?
I Wonder Who's Watching Me Now
Designer Vagina
Radish-Patch Rain
Sea and Seagulls
Purple Loosestrife
Princess Kaguya
The Letter
I Can't Help Smiling
You By the Bayou [Two different songs with the same lyrics]
Leonard Hatred
Tristan Disappointed
Earth, To Me You Are a Teenage Actress
Three Cherry Trees
Tao Te Ching
The Iowa Writers' Workshop Lacks Yuugen
Thomas Ligotti
Mannerisms
The Candle
The Nagai Kafu Way of Life
Nervous, Before Breakfast
My Well Known Views on the Subject
Fear of Sex
I Love You, Psycho
England and France
Creaking Gate
The Old Violin
You Are a Half [Lyrics by Justin Isis]
Short-Term Solution
Susan Tully
Now Do You Understand?
Honolulu
I Am Here With You
It's Never Going to Happen
The Beauty of Anti-Life Writing
Berlusconi Stole My Teenage Girlfriend
Do You Think I Was Born This Way?
Failures
Destroy the Diaries
David Niven
Take this Tip from Me
Quentin S. Crisp is Tired of Life
Incompetent Doctors
Pearl Harbour Newsreel
I Looked Back
Injured Ninja
Presence
People Like You
Fishes
I think that's all. I calculate that makes 60/61 songs, and counting. (60 different lyrics and 61 different songs.)
Some of the songs are featured on the Kodagain MySpace page. Sometimes new ones are added, and sometimes a song that has been featured for a while is taken away.
The song embedded in this blog post is not part of the collaboration, but comes from the Kodagain album 000.
cap writes:Well, that is a striking collection of titles. Any chance we could see the lyrics to the song called “Thomas Ligotti”?
Thank you. I should have them written down somewhere, so I’ll dig them out and post them here. Hopefully that song will go on the album , too.I was up late last night listening to some of these songs one by one, just of the sheer joy of it.This morning I had a glorious dream in which I was some kind of insane serial killer and had won a competition. Overjoyed, I searched for the secret chamber at the back of my cell, there to retrieve the freshly-severed head of my enemy, so that I could bring it out and be photographed with it in lieu of a trophy. I was wondering just now if I could turn the dream into a story. Maybe I could call it, ‘Winning by a Head’.Anyway, the lyrics shall come later…
And here, as requested, are the lyrics:Thomas LigottiIn interviewHe has maintainedThat it’s a damned shameIntelligent life evolvedIn the first place.Declaring war on consciousness,It’s Thomas Ligotti.With prose of immaculate pessimism,It’s Thomas Ligotti.There goes another perfectly good barren wasteland.There goes another perfectly good barren wasteland.In an end-game of corporate horrorOr an endless puppet theatre,Life is quite literally a nightmare.In interview He has explainedHow it’s a crying shameThe human race ever evolvedIn the first place.EVP in the white noise of cosmic dread,It’s Thomas Ligotti.One who sings for the dreaming dead,It’s Thomas Ligotti.
cap writes:”EVP in the white noise of cosmic dread” seems to me a truly worthy epithet for TL.Reading the occurrences of “It’s Thomas Ligotti”, I can almost hear him being announced as if he were hosting his own late night talk show. To me, it’s very fitting.Thanks for sharing these lyrics!P.S. Perhaps a photograph might best capture the feel of that dream?
Reading the occurrences of “It’s Thomas Ligotti”, I can almost hear him being announced as if he were hosting his own late night talk show. To me, it’s very fitting.Thank you. Yes, that’s broadly the kind of feeling I was hoping for. I’d like to see Ligotti hosting a late night talk show, preferably with some kind of sparkly, sequined jacket.It’s interesting the subtleties of the English language. If I had written that chorus/refrain part simply as a repeated “Thomas Ligotti” it wouldn’t have had that talk-show feeling at all. The single (or double) word “it’s” makes all the difference.I’ll have to dig the head out for that photo.