O.R.

DEMOS, RARITIES, LIVE AND UNRELEASED

circa 06-11, hidden trax of life

ALL THE BEAUTIFUL THINGS

Dm                                     C                G         Dm  C    Dm

The feelin that I had was eight miles from the sun, hiiiiiiigh

Dm                                             C                  G                     Dm

Somewhere down the road I lost the only thing that I’ve known

C           Dm  C/G    A7  Dm

I get hiiiiigh, hiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh

F                       G                          Dm

Met a man in Egypt who went off the map

F                        G                  Dm

Talkin pyramids and getting stoned

F                                 G                     Dm

In the Valley of the Kings how he ditched the past

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Well I hope he just was not blowing smoke

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Diamonds in the dusk and all your cherished pentagrams

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In the witches palm, dripping quicksands, dropping tabs

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Saw a figure crouched above a cairn

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You know I’ve had my doubts become transparent

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When I told you that I could not peel off the layers

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I wasn’t ready for the second coming

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Am I with you now, in all the beautiful things you carry around

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In your suspicious head, in your vicious smile, in your steady frown

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Got a black balloon and I’m floating now

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Took a while to notice the moon come up

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And there ain’t no talisman to keep from fading out

A#                   C                       Dm

Took a while before I gave a fuck

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I get hiiiiiiiiigh

Dm  C/G         Dm

get hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh

Dm C        A7         Dm

get hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh


Lyrics: Imaad Wasif
Will appear in the near future on something somewhere.
Any resemblance to persons alive or dead is purely coincidental.

WOZ ON JAB

Face melted by the fire spray from Mikey Fitz’s mouth during the first bars of a Kiss cover, before I really gave a fuck about resurrection, handfuls of Soma down the chute and then wandering past the weird cat piss room where Drew Barrymore was making out with Eric from Hole, out into the Pico Boulevard night, familiar voices left behind, far away from the watchful eyes of a thousand Keanes, stumbling into a circle of giddy transients on the street bathed in the dark pink streetlight from the Lancers bar across the way, the silhouettes of piñatas hung in caged store windows like strange sleeping creatures.  I’d come back inside sometimes to find myself less lost, if anything, that stage could make me feel like I was in the right place at the right time.  Hazed by Hazelmyer for almost a year, from underneath his famous Halo of Booze, spewing venom at me at every lowercase show until the day came when the ritual was complete and he offered us our first record deal.  18 or 19 I can't recall, disillusioned but alive and well, playing shows with my younger self's favorite bands, Unwound, Karp, godhead Silo, Slug, et al and then sometimes just a witness, wondering why the guitar player from Laughing Hyenas just staggered off stage mid-set and into the bathroom and where could I get some? Not there, of course, but in mindset yes of course I was there.

Imaad Wasif

Los Angeles, 2011

BEAT LA COMP

Narnack Records and Greatminds Records have announced the release of Beat LA, a collection of songs from classic SoCal artists performed by contemporary artists from the Los Angeles underground. IW covers a rare Doors song called "Go Insane," culled from demos of songs that Bozo Dionysus claimed he wrote with an Indian elder (feather not dot) during an ayahuasca ceremony in '64. The original demo was sourced from an Edison cylinder found at Père Lachaise.

Proceeds from Beat LA will benefit Doctors Without Borders/Médecins Sans Frontières (MSF), and their life-saving endeavors helping those adversely affected by the devastating earthquake in Haiti.

PINEAL YOUNG

Where is Imaad Wasif?

Living in a magic mirror, working out the details and reflections of a Doom and Divination Trilogy.

The next IW album, “Metal Rabbit” is written and awaits sonic manifestation. The album will include the songs: Origins, Caste Blues, Phases of a Cardinal Cross, Murmur, Constellation Kingdoms, The Spiral, Mongrel Stooge and Thorn. Preliminary paths have begun with the mystic/producer Randall Dunn (Boris, Sunn O and Earth.) No date has been set yet for excavation, though it is likely that this will be released in the last year of the Mayan calendar, coinciding with the fabled apocalypse.

Also currently working on a few collaborations: In the studio with Stephen Mcbean from Black Mountain, writing and recording a weirdo detuned modern eastern acoustic primitive album.

This summer also brings the genesis of Electric Flower, a new duo with Josh Garza, the drummer from The Secret Machines. We are currently in the studio recording our first single, “Circles.”