B! Machine

AFTERMATH

FORMAT YEAR LABEL CATALOG # COUNTRY
CD 1998 Wishduck wd9803 US
TRACKS:

01. Blue

02. Second Time

03. Silence

04. Door Inside a Door

05. Monologue

06. Waste

07. Particles Meeting

08. Close

09. Waiting

10. Dreaming City

11. Constellation

12. Silence (alternate)

13. Monologue (alternate)

all words & music N. Nicoll

 

PRODUCTION NOTES:

The tracks contained on Aftermath have a larger variety of sound then previous works, this a result of various unusual circumstances producing a work containing material from a broader period of time, and a mild shift in the technology employed.

Tracks two and seven were sequenced entirely by a DR-110, giving the songs a minimal, but energetic feel.

The use of guitar in tracks five and six (a rare but pleasant experience) added to the tone of the songs, but did not detract from the overall synthetic feel of the music (and it gave me a reason to plug in my nifty Ultraman guitar!).

Track eleven, using no drum machines or samplers resulted in a skeletal symphony of analogue percussion (it was nothing revolutionary but it certainly was fun, and the resulting song brings me an added amount of pleasure, though I'm not sure why ).

The sound quality of Aftermath is far superior to any previous b!machine recording, due to advances in recording technology at Wishduck Studio and to the urging of the powers that be at A Different Drum (thanks for the advice, Todd!). At just over 70 minutes, the Aftermath project is by far the longest work to date, spinning top and all.

 

LYRICS:

Blue

(N. Nicoll, 1998)

open this box
you called my empty life
peeling back promises
show my

bones black and
muscles blue
there is nothing left to prove
there is nothing left to prove

burning inside
you left my empty life
cold and cooling
words false and you untrue

bones black and
muscles blue
there is nothing left to prove
there is nothing left to prove

have the feelings stopped?
you know they never do
like the wound and(to) gun
I am drawn to you

have the feelings stopped?
you know they never do
words false and you untrue
bones black and muscle blue


Second Time

(N. Nicoll, 1998)

you don't know
why you dream of yourself
in afterlives

you don't see
any point in this
your second time

I don't know
why you've lied to yourself
a second time

I don't see
how you'll believe in yourself
you paralyze

I don't know
what would become of us two
if I was close to you

I don't see
how I could live with myself
for wanting to be close to you

there are days
when I think of myself
needing you

all this time
have you been hiding yourself
in hollow words

if I knew
I could forget all of this
I would be close to you

our lives
would mean more and less
if I was close to you


Silence

(N. Nicoll, 1998)

where is the apology
I've been waiting for hours
we've already lost yesterday

something you said to me
put this hole in my heart
now we'll never have yesterday

no cure for this
life lived in ignorance
our loose thread has turned fuse
and we're burning tomorrow

our borrowed soul
has been burning for hours
and the things that I wish you'd say
soon they won't matter

our love won't bring us together
'cause our love won't be here forever
but if you talk to me right now
if you talk to me right now

our love won't bring us together
but this silence will last forever
if you don't talk to me right now
if you don't talk to me right now


Door Inside a Door

(N. Nicoll, 1992)

tell me what it's like
to be the one so highly prized
let me introduce
a woman you couldn't satisfy

it's obvious you're very fragile
misleading me
with your words and corridors
and a tongue so agile

your love's a door inside a door
I don't understand you
your love's a door inside a door
I can't take that anymore

let me introduce
a woman you may have met
you made me look inside
I knew you well, so well and yet

had me on my back
hoping for a way to win
everything I did
led to you saying 'try again'


Monologue

(N. Nicoll, 1998)

Your hands touch
but they don't count
and you lips kiss
it only makes it worse

and I miss you
even when your next to me
and your hands touch
but they don't count, they don't count

we walk though this life
we move through this dream

maybe I should tell you the truth
but if your happier with the lie, why should I

tell you the truth
when the feelings are just as true, even when I lie to you

we walk through this life
we move though this dream
and the hours are sometimes longer
than the seconds seem

I'm just starting to see you
maybe I used to know you
but our lives are different now, you are something more to me now
I'm just starting to see you


Waste

(N. Nicoll, 1998)

don't try to remind me
why should we waste our time
the light from our sunset will
burn my eyes

and I'll lay awake sleepless
and wish I could dream about
something besides you

now I'm in mourning(morning)
I wipe the sleepless from my eyes
where is tomorrow
I think that times a lie

and I want to destroy it
break the face of my clock
still I'll never get the sun to stop

no need to remind
I've wasted today and I'm
watching the sunset
to see if the light really dies


Particles Meeting

(N. Nicoll, 1997)

I made excuse for fractions of you
a permanent lapse, an endless abuse

gaze like a soul searching for something
falling like faces, gathering scares

smother the thought, now I'm drowning the image
but one dream of sleep and I live in your

falling like faces, gathering scares

maybe its nothing, atoms in motion
particles meeting, measured by time
maybe its nothing, cells and emotion
bodies combing, then coming apart

maybe its nothing, atoms in motion
particles meeting, then coming apart
maybe we're nothing, cells and emotion
bodies combining, then coming apart


Close

(N. Nicoll, 1998)

too much life
spent leaving you
and I don't understand the attraction

even if I hold you close
even if I hold you closer

my blood
red and diluted
with thoughts of you
I find in a glass

it doesn't bring me closer
it doesn't bring me close

I am finally near you
we make promises
we talk of today, and the next day
and even though we're close

it still means nothing at all
even if I hold you closer
I still have nothing at all
even when I hold you closer

nothing at all
even when I hold you closer
it still means nothing at all
even if I hold you close


Waiting

(N. Nicoll, 1998)

you live half the day
in shadow, in shame
our love lives where our friendship died
in shadow, in pain

if today was a dream
we'd be together now
I would be holding you
instead of wanting

we'd stand without shame
your body and mine
we'd be together now
we'd be together now

time has cursed us again
in shadow its plain


Dreaming City

(N. Nicoll, 1998)

you are leaning against the wall
the wind blows in both directions
I watch you blink
with the window in my eyes

and if we do not meet and our memories thin
and if you never think of me again
I know we were in love

your skin is moving beneath your cloths
your thoughts are crawling around my mind
we live in the dreaming city
we'll fall to it's pavement

and if we do not meet an our memories thin
and if you never think of me again
I know we were in love

we were in love
and if we do not meet and our memories thin
and if you never think of me again
I know you don't need me

but you used to bleed me
in the veins in your arms around my day
in the dreams we lost or thew away
I know


Constellation

(N. Nicoll, 1997)

your words
unwind my blood red heart
till the bleeding the beating
the motion begins

fixed on the seconds
that keep us apart
the breathing stops
when the dreaming starts

our lives are broken
up into pieces
we try to count them
swallow them whole

our constellation
'the lovers apart'
sleeping though days
our lies together, our lives apart

our lives are broken
up into pieces
we try to count them
swallow them whole

we choke on the afterthought
we die when the dreaming stops


All songs were recorded during the Spring and Summer of 1998 at Wishduck Studio. All words and music N. Nicoll.