WATCHOUT!
by Mind Fish
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Indie Gandhi
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Detroit Rock 'n' Roll
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One Day
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WATCHOUT!
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Can't Control At All
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Pleased To Meet You
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I Survived A Tragedy
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Sunny Afternoon
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credits
released 24 January 2012
All songs written by Dean Tartaglia except Sunny Afternoon written by Ray Davies arrangements by Mind Fish
The Mind Fish are:
Dean “Chino Mandingo” Tartaglia: lead vocals, bg vocals, guitar, saxophone, keyboards, ukulele, percussion, dramaturgy
Dan “Bones” Barbera: guitar, bg vox, ad libs, comedic relief
Trent “Commodore” Rissover: bass, guitar, keyboards, bg vocals, ad libs, thunderbolts
Steve “Würstlür” Warstler: drums, percussion, introspection
The following luminous personages also performed on these songs:
Aaron Butler: percussion
Nick Weckman: trombone
Joe Kuhlman: trumpet
Nick Simko: trumpet
Alex Burgoyne: alto sax
John Jagos: keyboards
Caleb Miller: keyboards
Kaitrin McCoy: keyboards
The Mind Fish Tabernacle Choir: bg vocals Madolyn Nianouris, Kaitlynn Patterson, Kaitrin McCoy, Rachel Miller, Laitlin Nicholas, Allie McCarthy, David Polster, Luke Swisher, Yoni Mizrachi & Sam Corlett
This record was
Produced, recorded and mixed by Eddie Ashworth for Oxide Shed Amalgamated “turning music into usable product”
soundcloud.com/the-oxide-shed
Recorded at MDIA sound and the Oxide Shed Athens, Ohio additional recording at the Glidden School of Music
With engineering provided by the following fine individuals: Jordan Cox, Eric Eaton, Erik Henke, John Jagos, Josh Mocniak Josh Stanley, Madolyn Nianouris, Derrick Chambers, Louis Curren, James Eckman, Scott Kamenitsa, Brandon Reid, Chris Summers, Tim Jackson, Sera Carlson, Scott Gafvert, Lyndsay Lampley, Brent Leuthold, Nathaniel Moore, Charlie Petrey, Corey Poindexter & David Young
And a special engineering appearance by Mr. David Polster (under exclusive arrangement with Brick City Records)
Mixed at The Oxide Shed in full 360o stereophonic sound
Mastered by Jeff Lipton at Peerless Mastering, Boston, MA assistant mastering engineer: Maria Rice
Dan would like to thank: Mom and Dad, my brother Umberto, and the rest of my family for all of their continuous support. Also would like to thank in no particular order: Nick Cahill, Ted Mizner, Tim Swanson, Pat Chase (and rest of Gelatinus Cube), Garrett Rayburn, Spencer Young, Branden Vonins, Elliot and Kyle Heckler, Nick Serb, Katie Surckla, Nicole Grams, Eric Sokolowski, Josh Thomas, Jessica Thomas, Snowman and anyone else who has supported us through out the years. In loving memory of Lisa Marie Barbera.
Dean would like to thank: my amazing cat Eric M. Meowzers, Sara Daniels, all of my wonderful family, fans and friends (especially Aaron "Fish" Trout. He survived a tragedy), Broc Curry, Scott Winland, Adam Sattler, Eddie Baranek and The Sights, Augie, Ko And Baby V Of The Hard Lessons, Lizard Mcgee.
Steve would like to thank: my Mom and Dad, my brother Joe and the rest of my family. Renee' Granados for her constant support and help arranging various creative works for mindfish. Our newly found support from bands and fans in Toledo, Ohio (especially Marissa Schoenhofer and Melanie Blanc) . Thanks to Nathan Loyer, Joe Sullivan, Mike Whitsel, Anthony Reindel, Mike Petruccelli, Mike Pierce, Brandon Andrew Scott, Luke Swisher, Tyler Smith, David Polster, John Lortie, Max Alvarez,
Trent would like to thank: Susan, Arlen, Kirsten, And Tenley Rissover for their continued love and encouragement; Kaitlynn Patterson for her amazing love and support; Tom Chant, Chris Renner, And Eric Osborne for putting up with band practice in the house; and Marc And Ilene Ross for their generous contributions to our success. Also would like to thank everyone else who has ever supported us!
Eddie ashworth would like to thank: the staff and faculty of the School of Media Arts and Studies at Ohio University, The Oxide Shed security staff: (Charlie, Kelso And Emma), Mark Hellenberg And Rusty Smith (for enduring Commodore Rissover’s devastating bass licks) and Gwen and Katie Ashworth.
Thanks to our kickstarter support: Tony And Kelly, Aaron "Fish" Trout, Barbara Tartaglia Poure, Umberto Barbera, Ilene Ross, Marc Ross, Jamie Warstler and special thanks to Clifford Warstler for helping raise additional funds needed for the album.
Artwork by Laura Dolan
All songs written by Dean Tartaglia except Sunny Afternoon written by Ray Davies arrangements by Mind Fish
The Mind Fish are:
Dean “Chino Mandingo” Tartaglia: lead vocals, bg vocals, guitar, saxophone, keyboards, ukulele, percussion, dramaturgy
Dan “Bones” Barbera: guitar, bg vox, ad libs, comedic relief
Trent “Commodore” Rissover: bass, guitar, keyboards, bg vocals, ad libs, thunderbolts
Steve “Würstlür” Warstler: drums, percussion, introspection
The following luminous personages also performed on these songs:
Aaron Butler: percussion
Nick Weckman: trombone
Joe Kuhlman: trumpet
Nick Simko: trumpet
Alex Burgoyne: alto sax
John Jagos: keyboards
Caleb Miller: keyboards
Kaitrin McCoy: keyboards
The Mind Fish Tabernacle Choir: bg vocals Madolyn Nianouris, Kaitlynn Patterson, Kaitrin McCoy, Rachel Miller, Laitlin Nicholas, Allie McCarthy, David Polster, Luke Swisher, Yoni Mizrachi & Sam Corlett
This record was
Produced, recorded and mixed by Eddie Ashworth for Oxide Shed Amalgamated “turning music into usable product”
soundcloud.com/the-oxide-shed
Recorded at MDIA sound and the Oxide Shed Athens, Ohio additional recording at the Glidden School of Music
With engineering provided by the following fine individuals: Jordan Cox, Eric Eaton, Erik Henke, John Jagos, Josh Mocniak Josh Stanley, Madolyn Nianouris, Derrick Chambers, Louis Curren, James Eckman, Scott Kamenitsa, Brandon Reid, Chris Summers, Tim Jackson, Sera Carlson, Scott Gafvert, Lyndsay Lampley, Brent Leuthold, Nathaniel Moore, Charlie Petrey, Corey Poindexter & David Young
And a special engineering appearance by Mr. David Polster (under exclusive arrangement with Brick City Records)
Mixed at The Oxide Shed in full 360o stereophonic sound
Mastered by Jeff Lipton at Peerless Mastering, Boston, MA assistant mastering engineer: Maria Rice
Dan would like to thank: Mom and Dad, my brother Umberto, and the rest of my family for all of their continuous support. Also would like to thank in no particular order: Nick Cahill, Ted Mizner, Tim Swanson, Pat Chase (and rest of Gelatinus Cube), Garrett Rayburn, Spencer Young, Branden Vonins, Elliot and Kyle Heckler, Nick Serb, Katie Surckla, Nicole Grams, Eric Sokolowski, Josh Thomas, Jessica Thomas, Snowman and anyone else who has supported us through out the years. In loving memory of Lisa Marie Barbera.
Dean would like to thank: my amazing cat Eric M. Meowzers, Sara Daniels, all of my wonderful family, fans and friends (especially Aaron "Fish" Trout. He survived a tragedy), Broc Curry, Scott Winland, Adam Sattler, Eddie Baranek and The Sights, Augie, Ko And Baby V Of The Hard Lessons, Lizard Mcgee.
Steve would like to thank: my Mom and Dad, my brother Joe and the rest of my family. Renee' Granados for her constant support and help arranging various creative works for mindfish. Our newly found support from bands and fans in Toledo, Ohio (especially Marissa Schoenhofer and Melanie Blanc) . Thanks to Nathan Loyer, Joe Sullivan, Mike Whitsel, Anthony Reindel, Mike Petruccelli, Mike Pierce, Brandon Andrew Scott, Luke Swisher, Tyler Smith, David Polster, John Lortie, Max Alvarez,
Trent would like to thank: Susan, Arlen, Kirsten, And Tenley Rissover for their continued love and encouragement; Kaitlynn Patterson for her amazing love and support; Tom Chant, Chris Renner, And Eric Osborne for putting up with band practice in the house; and Marc And Ilene Ross for their generous contributions to our success. Also would like to thank everyone else who has ever supported us!
Eddie ashworth would like to thank: the staff and faculty of the School of Media Arts and Studies at Ohio University, The Oxide Shed security staff: (Charlie, Kelso And Emma), Mark Hellenberg And Rusty Smith (for enduring Commodore Rissover’s devastating bass licks) and Gwen and Katie Ashworth.
Thanks to our kickstarter support: Tony And Kelly, Aaron "Fish" Trout, Barbara Tartaglia Poure, Umberto Barbera, Ilene Ross, Marc Ross, Jamie Warstler and special thanks to Clifford Warstler for helping raise additional funds needed for the album.
Artwork by Laura Dolan
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Mind Fish writes music with absolute precision, but delivers their message with lyrical leisure in a nursery rhyme fashion, with songs pertaining to pet cats, Gandhi and Chevy Chase.
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- Track Name: Reasons
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I've got ten reasons, and one of them is you, it's every single solitary awkward action too.
Another is the way our lives are tragically entwined, as if it need be said, we share a manic mind.
And as for all you vegan fans who crossed my path first, from my frantic song fruition to my indie rebirth.
As for all you groupies whose faith has ceased to stay, my favorite are the two of you whose names start with a 'K'.
Chorus: And I've got ten reasons that I'm not giving in. I've got ten reasons I won't let them win.
You never had to question who I am, who I'll be, if I'm really 'Indie Gandhi' or my fleeting sense of sanity.
The funny thing is when you look into my sappy eyes, magnified by my nerd glasses and my denim swaddled thighs.
All that you can see is someone you met at eight-teen, no musician who's been known to waste the fucking scene.
Like a dream, watched me scream, knew that you would be the queen, and two years later you woke up in bed with me.
It's like a feeling but it's so much stronger than anything I've ever felt before it.
It's like that feeling that she gets, that most girls would call wet, or better than the best she's ever had. - Track Name: Better Off Dead
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I wear my emotions on the front of my sleeve, because it's easy to leave, because it's easier for you to leave.
All of my corrosions and my troubles behind, get them out of my head, get them out of my mind.
I wear my corrosions and my troubles behind, I'm going out of my mind.
Chorus: And I could walk these streets around here until four am. And I'd know every face, but was it worth it in the end, when you can't call one a friend and you whole life has been a trend?
I wear my nerd glasses at the bridge of my nose, it's where the frames go, where they go no body knows.
When they're passed around at parties like the liquor that flows, it's consumed at my head, it runs down to my toes.
Passed around at parties it's my glasses that go, hand in hand with liquor they go.
I sit hours lonely at the edge of my bed, with these thoughts in my head, thinking I may be better off dead. - Track Name: Indie Gandhi
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I can't find the words they can't find me, and even if I could it'd be, damn near impossible to preach what's on my mind.
That I can't seem to see the scene I seek, or sow my seat onto the peak, to build a thrown above the meek, I'll be the Indie Gandhi.
He didn't need P.R. to take his message far.
Still I can't seem to make you understand, that being in an Indie band, is no about PBR cans, so stick down your noses.
And you can't be too serious or sad, no one needs your damn demands, and after shows you just shake friends hand, and your ego grows it.
Seems that no one knows, where they're trying to go. But me, but you're so trendy (and pretentious/it's delicious)
Chorus: I'm Mohatama Gandhi in the flesh, brand a V across my chest, keep my mustache shave the rest, I'll be an Indie icon.
And I'm so DIY it hurts to breath, so roll up both your flannel sleeves, and bow to me down on your knees, I'm the Indie Gandhi.
Hipster, you think that you're so sweet! You think I care how tight your jeans hug your meat? You think I care that your knowledge of bands is elite?
Born in 1869 AD. I resisted British tyranny. But they shot me one night in New Delhi. Indie, India. Keep your Union to yourself, go burn and rot in hell. - Track Name: Detroit Rock 'n' Roll
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I wish that I could play Detroit Rock n' Roll, but boys from Toledo we ain't got no soul, that's right.
I'm just the son of a medicine man, I'm just the son of a business woman. They taught me loving with a pizza pan, that's right.
And now we're singing.
Chorus: Sing, sing, sing from the mountain tops.
I wish that I could be like Iggy 'P', I wish that I could be like MC 'F' 'I' 'V' 'E', but when I'm up on stage I feel on trial like Kwame Kil 'P'.
I pray for Kwame as he rots in jail, he just met 'Bubba' now he's getting some tail, that's right.
And now he's screaming.
I think my girlfriend said I got some appeal, but Jack White is the one that makes her squeal.
I wish that I could get a record deal, but indie labels they don't see my appeal, that's right.
I wish that I could play Detroit Rock n' Roll, but stupid white boys, no we ain't got no soul, that's right. - Track Name: One Day
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One day I'm gonna make you notice me, one day I'm gonna make you notice that I am here, have no fear. I'm gonna make you notice me one day.
One day I'm gonna be the only one, day we're gonna travel around the world, you'll see everything there is too see. I'm gonna make you happy, I'm gonna make it happen one day.
And when the snow came down we were standing on the beaches. And it came down so hard that we couldn't see the water or the sand. And that's cause our love sounds like, more than any man or woman understands.
One day we might actually move to Ferndale. One day we might actually learn to love ourselves better than anyone else. I'm gonna make you happy, I'm gonna make it happen one day. - Track Name: WATCHOUT!
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It's raining cats and dogs, so now there's dogs and cats on the dirty street, and so I made one my pet.
He's so tabby and coy and he's got a mustache, he's one crazy cat and he's my baby boy.
So we took him home, we fed him trail mix and milk, but he's lactose intolerant, so we gave him some silk.
And when I make my bed, I make it up for three, make it for my crazy cat, my woman and me you see.
Chorus: You've got be the best, gotta be cool. You gotta make it cuz they think you're a fool, you know it.
So gimme all of your love, because your loving is gay, I'm sorry if that offends, there's nothing more I can say.
It must be hard fitting in when everyone is so fierce, on NBC there's a show called community and there's Pierce.
Played by Chevy Chase and he's in your face. He doesn't care about equality of gender or race.
He just does what he likes, and he likes what he feels, I know that if he met me, he'd probably think I'm a steal.
Dean's got a band, they're the best in the land. Rolling with the punches just like nobody can, that's right. - Track Name: Can't Control At All
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You've got me running on the ceiling, bouncing of the walls. I've got this feeling for you girl I can't control at all.
But if you think that I would risk it all and drop the ball, then you must know me better than I know myself at all.
I see your face although you play the role of best friend. I see your face on other faces it's shape shifting that makes forget that I even have a face at all. But I'm just right up on cloud 9, reverse it 6 feet tall.
Chorus: Shake, shake, shape shift and shake.
I'm walking passed you like I won't give you a second look, perhaps I'm sitting with my mustache buried in a book.
But don't just act like my intentions are mistook, I'll win that purple flannel over with this catchy hook.
I see your face but there's a few more things I'd like to see. I'd like to see what's crammed inside your little skinny jeans. I'd like to see you like the girls in 'Nylon' magazine. 'P' 'L' 'E' 'A' 'S' and 'E', take it to the chorus with me.
Now you may be a figment, or imaginary, but haven't you noticed you're the only thing I've ever checked out in that god damn library? - Track Name: Pleased To Meet You
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I've got philanthropic race car dreams like men who've crashed and burned, except the lessons that I've learned will probably give me medals earned.
And I've got all this time to live, I've got too much time to think, like when I'm at a show, and everybody else is buying drinks.
I've got disassociated tastes and a sexy stash of wealth, and if I had to I could carry this whole group here by myself.
On my shoulders like a boulder as I keep my sense of health. From the fiery gates of heaven to the pearly pits of hell.
Chorus: I'm pleased to meet you. I don't even truly want to know you. I don't even write these lyrics slow dude. I just let them babies pass on right through me.
Someone told me I would probably like you, and I can't think of reasons I despise you.
I've got toaster oven presets that are ready to impress, and this suit would match your sweet Caucasian perfect nippled breast.
I've got jesus christ on speed dial, I've got Gandhi on my cell. And I've got crazy cat charisma and adrenaline to sell.
So give me peanut butter jellies I can spread on buttered toast, and I'd like to thank my aunt, because she's the one who's given most to me for 4 years now, she's helped me figure out just who I am.
A mother loving sex machine with super skinny gams.
I'm bad, you badder, we played at the Mad Hatter. We sold 50 tickets, but none of our friends showed up.
But come to think of it, my mom sold 40, and her friends are all sporty, and when it comes to rock n' roll, they don't wanna see my waste my time and soul. - Track Name: Sunny Afternoon
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The tax man's taken all my dough and left me in my stately home, lazing on a sunny afternoon.
And I can't sail my yacht, he's taken everything I've got, all I've got's this sunny afternoon.
Save me from this squeeze, I've got a big fat mamma trying to break me.
Chorus: And I love to live so pleasantly, live this life of luxury, lazing on a sunny afternoon.
My girlfriend drove off with my car, drove back to her Ma and Pa, telling tales of drunkenness and cruelty.
But I'm just sitting here, sipping on this ice cold beer, on a sunny afternoon.
Help me steal away. Gimme ten whole reasons I should even stay.
