Solitary Vice (& Other Virtues)

by Guano Breath

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SOLITARY VICE (& Other Virtues)
Composed, arranged, performed & produced by Antares @ M. Eeel

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released August 8, 1984

INSTRUMENTS HEARD ON THIS RECORDING: Takamine acoustic/electric guitar, Suzuki Folkmaster harmonicas, Weinbach baby grand piano, Solina string synthesizer, Roland keyboards & beatbox, Yahoo kazoos, Yamaha alto saxophone, clarinet, plastic whistle, shakers, gong, rubber dinosaur, tambourines, chimes, timbales, woodblocks, bongos, bells, congas, piano strings, pre-recorded tape, Fender Rhodes electric piano, k’uo-cheng, Balinese flutes, Aria electric bass, H.S. Anderson ‘Mad cat’ solid-body guitar, Yamaha drum kit, tabla, Ludwig timpani, Hughmann voicebox.

SPECIAL THANKS TO: Jane D’Cruz & Rafique Rashid for their help on VIP; Shanthini, Sukania, Connie Francis & Steve Marcopoto for their ready support & good vibes; Renée Kraal for the inspiration & use of her artwork; Ms Devonn for the fine photography & diction aid; Arif John Puracal for the loan of his battered saxophone; Thor Kah Hoong & KAMI for the welcome musical exercise; Lotus, Alan, June, Willy, Shah, Mun Hoe, Marion, Krishen & Hanim for the positive feedback; Mr Ng, my dear friend at Rediffusion; and I guess this list has to end somewhere…

DEDICATED TO: Mums & Dads everywhere.

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Guano Breath Malaysia

My output mostly dates back to the 1980s and has been heard by a mere handful. This isn't what I'm into now but at least I'm not too embarrassed about it.

Collaborations with others & freestyle choreographic works form an integral part of my archive.

I enjoy being the world's least ambitious musician.
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Track Name: Anthem of the Pavlovian Marching Society
General Ivan G. Pavlovsky
A noble old soldier he
He’s as handsome as they come
And brave as he can be
Especially when the enemy’s
On the run run run

General IGP, General IGP
Guardian of the Household Security
General IGP, General IGP
Keeper of the Public Morality

General Ivan G. Pavlovsky
Defender of our property
He’s as handsome as they come
And fierce as he can be
Especially when the enemy’s
On the run run run
Track Name: Cari Makan
The sun was shining, I was easing
Breezing on down the road
When I ran into a fella who apparently
Was struggling with a heavy load
His back was bent and his eyes were glued
(Glued to the pavement)
Er, mister, are you looking for something
(I said) and can I help in any way?
Well, he didn’t reply, he just shuffled on by
But as he passed I heard him sigh:

CARI MAKAN, CARI MAKAN
I’M ONLY LOOKING FOR FOOD (CHA-CHA-CHA)
CARI MAKAN, CARI MAKAN
EVERYBODY’S LOOKING FOR FOOD

Man oh man you must be hungry, I said
As I ran after him with a loaf of bread
No thanks, he said, I’ve already had lunch
And I usually have my breakfast in bed
Then why are you plodding up & down the street
Acting like you’re looking for something to eat?
He said, “Young man, you gotta think about your next meal!”
And proceeded there & then to wheel & deal (cha-cha-cha)

CARI MAKAN, CARI MAKAN
CARI MAKAN NOON & NIGHT
CARI MAKAN, CARI MAKAN
LOOKS LIKE THERE’S NO END IN SIGHT

FOOD IS SO HARD TO FIND/CARI MAKAN, CARI MAKAN
LIFE IS ONE LONG GRIND/CHA-CHA-CHA CARI MAKAN

What happens then, I asked my friend
What happens to you when you get to the end?
Makan angin lah – I’ll eat the wind
Why, I’ll eat the wind, he said

CARI MAKAN FROM NINE TO FIVE
CARI MAKAN JUST TO STAY ALIVE
CARI MAKAN FOR YOUR DAILY BREAD
CARI MAKAN TILL YOU’RE DEAD
Track Name: City Hall
City Hall, City Hall
Everybody says you can’t fight City Hall
You can phone in, you can write
You can shout till you’re blue
You can even tell Hotline your plight
You can sit up & beg, you can grovel & crawl
You can even keep on banging your head
Against the wall – but you know you can’t fight
You just can’t fight City Hall

You’re standing on the corner
Minding your own business
Doing a brisk trade in putumayam
Suddenly a truck rolls up –
Little Man, you’re out of luck
Now you’d better pack up & duck (Hey you!)
‘Cause here come some meanies from City Hall
They’ve come to haul away your putumayam stall
And you know you can’t argue
You just can’t argue with City Hall

HAVE YOU GOT A LICENCE? HAVE YOU PAID YOUR FINE?
YOU CAN’T RELAX UNLESS YOU PAY YOUR TAX
YOU NEED A LICENCE WHEN YOU WALK
NEED A LICENCE JUST TO TALK
YOU NEED A LICENCE IF YOU RUN
ANOTHER ONE IF YOU’RE HAVING FUN
NEED A LICENCE FOR YOUR TEETH
NEED A LICENCE JUST TO BREATHE
NEED A LICENCE FOR YOUR NOSE
NEED A LICENCE FOR YOUR TOES
IF YOU AIN’T GOT A LICENCE… WELL THAT’S TOO BAD
BUT IN YA GOES TO CITY HALL

City Hall, City Hall
Guess you need a special licence
Just to cower in the shadow of City Hall

Trying to make a living
Selling sweets & ciggies on the sidewalk
Finally got a licence, no one’s gonna push you around
But hold it! – here come a coupla City Hall clowns
Marching down the five-foot-way (hey hey hey)
Ain’t that enough to ruin anybody’s day?
Well, they grab a pack of Benson each
And then they swagger on
Conveniently forgetting to pay
And you know you can’t collect
Nobody collects from City Hall

HAVE YOU RENEWED YOUR LICENCE?
ARE YOU TOEING THE LINE?
HAVE YOU GIVEN US ENOUGH OF YOUR PRECIOUS TIME?
DO YOU HAVE A PERMIT TO RENT OR BUY OR SELL?
OH WELL, I GUESS SOMEHOW WE MUST ADAPT -
BUT HONESTLY THAT’S A LOAD OF CRAP!
SO FOLKS I DON’T MIND TELLING YOU
SOMETIMES I FEEL LIKE YELLING
GO TO HELL, CITY HALL!

City Hall, City Hall
And I don't mean David, Telly or Vance Hall
They know how to have fun all right
I mean, mean old City Hall
(Actually, they say it's just a state of mind
But I've got better things to think about, people)
And I'm not talking about Siti Hawa
You know Salleh Joned's kid? Ah, she's so sweet
(But then all of Salleh's kids are, haha)
No I’m talking about silly old City Hall,
Stupid old City Hall, shitty old City Hall
But you might as well be, you might as well be talking to a wall

City Hall, City Hall,
Oh won’t you help me find a city
Where there ain’t no such thing as City Hall
Track Name: Chicken
Chicken in the yard
Scratchin’ dirt without a care
Will ya ever quit yer peckin’
Eh, silly chicken, and do a lil’ checkin’?
Have you ever wondered where you come from? (Telur Anson?)
Have you ever asked yourself where you’re going? (Telur Intan?)

Chicken in the soup
With the onions & pertaters
Ooh you’re lookin’good
And ready to be served
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Harland Sanders
Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, curry chicken

Chicken à la king
Chicken in the basket
Chicken Delite & Kentucky Fried
And yo’ mama’s good ol’ roast chicken
Track Name: Komplek City
Komplek City, Komplek City
Complexity – that’s the key
This is how you plan a city
Put in lots of complexity
Complexity, Komplek City
How did you become a monstrosity?

URBAN SPRAWL, SEE THE TRAFFIC CRAWL
ALL THE PEOPLE DOWN THERE LOOK SO SMALL
HIGH RISE, SCRAPE THE SKY
DO WE REALLY WANT TO PAY THE PRICE?
CONCRETE TOWER, SYMBOL OF POWER
RAPE THE EARTH FOR ALL IT’S WORTH

Business boom come to our showroom (doodoodoo-doom)
On the ground floor we can show you more (wowowo-woe)
Well it’s cold cash or credit card
But life is hard in
Komplek City, Komplek City
Oh glorious capital city
Progress is measured in audacity
There’s no room for incapacity
The way to the top is rapacity
In Komplek City, Komplek City
If you’re rich you’ll find no scarcity

(Komplek Pertama, Angkasa Raya, Campbell Complex, Kota Raya, Yowchuan Plaza, Imbi Plaza, BB Plaza, Sungei Wang-Wang-Wang, Ampang Park, velly cheap but parking bukan percuma, Ampang City, watch out it’s coming soon; Dayabumi just makes me swoon, but now you can go to Kimisawa on the moon!)

Why talk of beauty and what is truth?
You know it ain’t no use
You can do all your shopping under one roof
There’s so much to choose
So you say we bore you with our piles
And our plastic smiles
But still we got style in
Komplek City, Komplek City
Woe-oh-woe-oh but that’s our city

Is this how you plan a city?
Turn it into some atrocity
Wall it in with stone & steel
Well the money’s coming in
So don’t you blow the deal
Komplek City, Komplek City
Woe-oh-woe-oh what a pity!
Track Name: VIP
My teacher said now that you’ve finished school
What are you gonna do, boy – play the fool?
I said oh no no no, I know what I wanna be
What’s that? she said – I said a VIP
I’m not gonna waste my life waiting in line
I’m just gonna go out and grab what’s mine
So watch out, you ordinary folks out there
I’m a VIP, you see, and I don’t care

VIP, I’m a VIP
Hey everybody now just look at me
I’m a VIP, a big fat VIP
You gotta pay through your bleeding nose
Just so that I & I can get in free

VIP, VIP – make way for the VIP
VIP, VIP – better watch what you say
He’s a VIP

VIP, I’m a VIP
That’s a Very Impressive Phenomenon, can’t you see?
I’m a Vonderful Impeccable Personality
Heh heh heh, I’ve got you hypnotized
But don’t look now, I’m just gonna pull the wool
Over your eyes, you stupid fools

VIP, I’m a VIP
Every time I speak I appear in Newsweek
I’m a VIP, a goddamn VIP
Who rules the earth – well, it sure ain’t the meek
Now some of you might wanna know how it’s done
Just how did you get to be such a VVVIP?
Well, it’s no secret, there’s no catch
First you gotta be a PIG
And I was born a natural PIG
PIG, PIG – just messing around with the GNP
And that’s the way, according to me
That’s the way you get to be a VIP

I’m not gonna waste my life waiting in line
I’m just gonna go out and grab what’s mine
So watch out, you ordinary folks out there
I’m a VIP, you see, and I don’t care

VIP, I’m a VIP
Hey everybody now just look at me
I’m a VIP, a big fat VIP
You gotta pay through your bleeding nose
So me and my cronies can go scot-free
Track Name: Save The Country
I know it’s no simple matter
In fact it’s a question of life & death
Some people seem to be getting fatter & fatter
While the skinny ones fade away like breath
Say goodbye to the dying
Save your love for the living
There’s no harm in trying
If you take a little less & do some giving (you can)

SAVE THE COUNTRY
DO WHAT YOU FEEL IS RIGHT
SAVE THE COUNTRY NOW
BEFORE THERE’S NOTHING LEFT

Don’t you abuse all the minerals
They’re very useful to the vegetables
Without vegetables there won’t be any animals
And one of these days there may be no more people
Don’t talk to me about the future
The problem lies in what you’re doing right now
Making plans & scheming just to suit yourself
But if you ruin the land you’re done for anyhow (so)

SAVE THE COUNTRY
CAN YOU HEAR THE CHILDREN SHOUT?
WE’VE GOT TO SAVE THE COUNTRY SOMEHOW
AIN’T THAT WHAT SELF-PRESERVATION IS ALL ABOUT?

This old planet ain’t no dead hunk of earth
She’s milk & honey & she rocks & she rolls
Home sweet home from birth to rebirth
You mean you didn’t know we’ve been hurting her soul?
Better figure out exactly what you need
Before you grab whatever you want
Maybe you’ve been working only for greed
But why build a factory? Just grow a plant (and)

SAVE THE COUNTRY
COME ON EVERYBODY SHOUT
GOTTA FIND A WAY TO SAVE THE COUNTRY NOW
AIN’T THAT WHAT SALVATION IS ALL ABOUT?
Track Name: Solitary Vice
From pent up aching rivers;
From that of myself without which I were nothing;
From what I am determined to make illustrious
even if I stand sole among men;
From my own voice resonant, singing the phallus;
Singing the song of procreation,
Singing the need of superb children and therein
superb grown people,
Singing the muscular urge and the blending,
Singing the bedfellow’s song (O! resistless yearning!)

The man’s body is sacred and the woman’s body is sacred…

(All is a procession,
The universe is a procession with measured and perfect motion.)

~ Walt Whitman, Children of Adam

Art by Renée Kraal
Track Name: Nefertiti
Nefertiti,
Forever Friend & Sacred Bride!
In your sweet embrace I might have gladly died
Had I not felt such complete joy at being alive.
You make me strong, you make me long
For longer days – nay, longer nights –
Ah… touch me once and I feel so light.

~ Ankhenaton