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ACT I: Prelude
01:42
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INSTRUMENTAL: (When James was five, he was molested
by his minister father and a group of deacons In
what he thought was a private baptism ceremony.)
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2. |
Don't Take the Mark
03:48
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(To add to the confusion and horror, he was
terrorized by his father’s sermons about hell,
the rapture, the tribulation. )
"The Beast is here!
Ready to take his people down!
You may be one!
So wise up and look around!"
Daddy says these wicked days are numbered.
Daddy says the Snake is in the marketplace.
Daddy says this world has hit the bottom.
Daddy says prepare for Armageddon.
And Daddy he screams, screams so loud:
"Don't take the mark!"
"The Beast is here!
Ready to place his hand on you!
So turn around!
Repent and give the Lord his due!"
Daddy says his baby boy is evil.
Daddy says his baby boy was born that way.
Daddy says the goats are separated.
Daddy says the molten lake is ready.
And Daddy he screams, screams so loud:
"Don't take the mark!"
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3. |
The Fire Sermon
01:04
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INSTRUMENTAL
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4. |
The Tent Show
04:02
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(James's father, Bro. Joe, moves every four years
or so to con a new congregation.)
It's high time to pack it up and hit another town.
And it's a crime how easily I fleece another clown.
I gotta go. The gospel and the money here's run dry.
I'm Brother Joe. I always make a killing before I fly.
Hey hey, the Pentecostal with the hand of gold.
Hey hey, the Pentecostal with the big tent show. Yeah.
People can I get a witness!
I'm making it my business.
A con man, I always check the weather before I leave.
Sleight-of-hand, I got another spirit up my sleeve.
Hey Sunshine, I make a cripple walk and blind men see.
So drop a dime and see if I can really set you free.
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(At fifteen, James realizes he is gay. In high school he falls in with John, an ex-Baptist atheist who plays guitar for a
garage death metal band, Village Witch.)
Religion sucks, I said.
Have you felt the cold rattlesnake skin?
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6. |
The God Carnival
06:39
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Religion sucks, I said
He said, boy, you ain't givin'
Givin' sucks, I said
He said, boy, you ain't livin'
'Til you felt the cold rattlesnake skin
The big welcome-to-son
The god carnival
My own fear confuses
My own Six Flags over Jesus
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7. |
ACT II: Offertory
00:51
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INSTRUMENTAL: (James is swayed by John's rebellion, but he has confused feelings about his attraction to John and his father's
condemnation.)
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8. |
Abomination, Exorcism
02:46
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(Bro. Joe often delivers fiery tirades against sexual abomination. Once he realizes his son is gay, the congregation performs an exorcism to expel the gay demon from his soul.)
Father, see me, beat me, shove me, love me . . .
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I spent my young life being a fool
Afraid of the devil and his demons too
Forget what they tell you in Sunday school
Go get some Black Sabbath, Black Sabbath is cool
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John's Saga:
Well he heard when he was young
This town is run by Brother Joe
He heard it high, he heard it low
Because his father told him so
His mother said now go to bed
Sleep well 'cause the world is so
But in his dreams or so it seems
He heard the voice of rock n roll
He sees the poor folks sleeping by the light pole
(I don't think so . . . no Brother Joe)
He sees the black hearts putting on the white robes
(I don't think so . . . not in rock n roll)
He sees the white robes handing out the blindfolds
The men in blindfolds talking 'bout the soul
In high school he was called a fool
They say you can't compete with Brother Joe
So have a beer now don't you fear
Sit back and enjoy the status quo
He sees the black suits preying on the old
He sees the old lady praying 'bout her soul
He sees the gold flow straight to Brother Joe
He sees those never straying from the fold
He doesn't have a clue how to do it
But he knows he hates the man
So join the revolution, we'll hatch a plan
His mother prays please give him faith
Return dear child we're growing old
But Ma you gotta deal with what is real
You don't need faith with rock n roll
The promised land or so we've been told
No one knows just where we're supposed to go
The blue men say trust in Brother Joe
The secret comes when you give away your soul
All my friends can't you see it
They're beating us down
In the heart, in the bed, in the innermost domain
We won't be back here Brother Joe
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(James writes a suicide note in his bedroom.)
And daddy says his baby boy is evil
And daddy says his baby boy was born that way
And daddy your baby boy is leaving
He'll be cold by Christmas day
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INSTRUMENTAL: (James resolves to kill himself on Christmas Eve.)
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13. |
Death by Hibachi
06:21
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(James lights charcoal in a metal washtub in the
hatchback of his car. as he begins to lose consciousness,
the car catches fire, and he has visions of hell . . . )
In the Chevy on the sacred site
The clock is watching
Drop the match in, what am I waiting for?
I'm tired of living, I think it's time to go
It's a blessing when we last retire
Gonna see you on the other side, go to sleep now
All around me filling up my lungs, start the fire
Something wrong here, think my throat's on fire
Like I'm falling, I'm on the other side
Falling fast and I'm scared inside
Now I'm in the lake with the fire beside
Going up in flames
Paramedics pull me from the fire, flesh is burning
The guitar man, tell him he is wrong, won't believe you
People listen from the other side
People listen, the body leaves alive
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14. |
Postlude
00:44
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INSTRUMENTAL
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15. |
Act I [full program]
18:16
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16. |
Act II [full program]
18:28
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There was such speed in her small body
And such lightness in her footfall
It is no wonder her brown study
Astonishes us all, us all
The bells at noon
March us to her grave
And death comes soon
And no one can be saved
Her wars were bruited in our window
We looked among orchard trees and beyond
Where she took arms against her shadow
Or harried geese unto the pond, the pond
The bells at noon
March us to her grave
And death comes soon
And no one can be saved
Like a snow cloud dripping its snow on the green grass
Tricking and stopping
Sleepy and proud
Cried in goose, Alas!
For the tireless heart within her
And with her rod she made them rise
From their apple-dreams and scuttle
These geese under the skies, the skies
There go the bells and we are ready
In one house we're sternly stopped
To say we're vexed at her brown study
Lying here so primly propped
The bells at noon
March us to her grave
And death comes soon
And no one can be saved
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Whiteside's Daughter Jackson, Mississippi
Rooted deeply in the southern US, Whiteside’s Daughter is the brainchild of musician & English professor Steve Deaton. Influenced by 70’s prog, 80s metal, Southern rock, the Who, & the Southern Gothic literary tradition—Deaton is joined by drummer Brian Hughley. Once described as “Sabbath and Crimson meet Molly Hatchet and William Faulkner.” ... more
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