1.11.21. OCTOBER RUST

Tohle je hudba pro kterýkoli podzim.

,,Here, once again, are the facts about this music and the original source recording:
These October Rust songs are NOT a Promo Version as stated in the title. They are simply pre-master, pre-release mixes that Peter had recordings of in his collection. Obviously, different mix levels were used for various tracks, and it is a great mix to listen to that is a nice change from the album.

These tracks were recorded onto a Maxell Studio MS-60 cassette tape by Peter in his home in Brooklyn. The tape was made not for Elizabeth as stated somewhere here as a response to a question, but for me to give as a Christmas present to my dying wife. She and I were friends of Peter’s, and we thanked (and blamed) him, and the band, for our marriage. This tape (and some other rarities which shall with me to my grave), was made to try and bring a bit of peace and happiness to her sad heart in the Christmas season of 1997, as both Peter and I knew it would certainly be her last. This is the same reason he had provided me with the pre-production un-edited VHS tape (and artwork) of the material which would end up being After Dark. Those videos are available for viewing here on Youtube as well now.

The „banter“ between Peter and Elizabeth takes place in the confines of the short distance between the kitchen and the „living room“/den area as Peter tried to figure out how to dub the tape. As Andy Witmyer has pointed out here in a reply, there is a sad irony to the prophetic „Sorry“ said by Elizabeth. I stated the exact thing, word for word, elsewhere years ago, and if I recall correctly, it was in my Ebay listing for the cassette tape. I’m certainly not going to sue for plagiarism, much like the fact I didn’t sue Peter, despite his spiraling drug-fueled paranoias and conspiracies as time went on, for „It’s Never Enough“ when it was finally released on Least Worst after being cut from World Coming Down due to time limitations. I am not out to make money or to claim any fame, as I am truly to old to care anymore. I would, perhaps, like the courtesy of acknowledgement as to the fact about certain things on the tape…

Pictures Of Matchstick Men was made for Peter’s own amusement, nothing more. There was spare time paid for at the studio in Brooklyn after completing the music bed for the song, which was later mailed to L.A. for Ozzy to lay his vocal tracks on. Peter had the studio record his vocs because he liked the original song as done by the band Status Quo. As a matter of note, the cassette tape for this Youtube recording was listed on one side as „Status Quo Type O“ on one side, „Type O Diff MIx“ on the other, written by Peter. Nothing indicated a „promo version.“
Peter made several copies at the time of P.O.M.M. with his vocs, one of which was destroyed later by Elizabeth, one of which went to one of his sisters, and a couple which went to friends.

I’m pleased to see that over 20,000 (holy SHIT!) people have had the chance to enjoy these rarities and variations. It’s shocking, in a way, to look back and realize that I used to leave the original cassette in my tape player of the MR2 I had back then (that Peter would never fit in) on hot summer days after Shela died, or pass it around from friend to friend to friends of friends to listen to, sometimes not knowing who had it, for weeks at a time. Thankfully, I got this one back and tucked it away for years in safekeeping in a box of Type O memories before deciding to sell it.
Those of you who hear it now are the lucky ones.

For some of us, luck has run out, and the meaningful parts of life have run their courses.
But memories will remain for as long as the brain allows, though diminishing daily with the cells that wither………….

With sadness, and respect and love to Peter Steele.
I’m glad the music is still here.

Josh

Yes. Tyhle songy jsou stejně tak dobré jako album samo a není vhodnější období než si prodloužit October.

Prvního listopadu to ještě platí- že si to někdy poslechneme spolu, tahle verze je jen půlhodina, to by možná šlo ne ? Koukat přitom na podzimní lesy .

Nechej mi naději.

A kartu Crowleyho Tarotu na můj vzkaz, ….míchám balíček , rozvinu karty do vějíře a náhodně jednu tahám :

,,Věž“

Crowley - 16 - vez
ANO.

Co dodat ?

…vše co se dnes stalo, se děje díky Tobě, díky Tobě nejsem kus masa někde v zemi, nebo prach ve větru…i když už Tě to třeba nezajímá, dáváš mi důvod žít.

Když jsem tenhle song poprvé slyšel, jel jsem busem z Brna, kde jsem si byl kazetu,- tehdy ještě kazetu- , žádná cd, mp3, koupit, kdo by si pomyslel , že o roky později budu ten text žít?

,,Am I good enough
For you?“

No.

Whatever.

,,Love You To Death

In her place one hundred candles burning,
As salty sweat drips from her breast.

her hips move and I can feel what they’re saying, swaying,
They say the beast inside of me’s gonna get ya, get ya, get… yeah.

Yeah.

Black lipstick stains her glass of red wine,
I am your servant, may I light your cigarette?

Those lips smooth, yeah I can feel what you’re saying, praying,
They say the beast inside of me’s gonna get ya, get ya, get… yeah.

Yeah.

I beg to serve, your wish is my law,
Now close those eyes and let me love you to death.

Shall I prove I mean what I’m saying?
Begging,
I say the beast inside of me’s gonna get ya, get ya, get.. yeah.

Let me, love you to…
Let me, love you to death.

To death.

Let me, love you to…
Let me, love you to death.

To death.

Am I good enough for you?
Am I good enough for you?
Am I?
For you?
Am I?
For you?

Am I good enough
For you?“

World Coming Down. Můj svět je v troskách.

World Coming Down


Peter Steele lyrics

She thinks I'm iron man that I don't feel pain
I don't understand why joy must be feigned
I'm so fortunate yet filled with self hate
That the mirror shows me an ingrate

I could easily start pointing fingers
Since the blame is mine it always lingers
That the truth it lies in my reflection
Though this can't go on there's no question

Yeah I know
That my world is coming down
Yeah I know
I know
I'm the one who brought it down
Brought it down
Bring it on down

How quickly pass the days long is the night
Lying in bed awake bathed in starlight
Better to live as king of beasts
Than as a lamb scared and weak

I will deny my role as a human
Holding myself hostage with no demands
It's better to burn (to burn) quickly and bright
Than slowly and dull (and dull) without a fight

Well I know
That my world is coming down
Now I know
I know
I'm the one that brought it down
Brought it down
Yeah, Bring it on down

... příhodné, celý můj svět je v troskách a tedy žádné další cokoli  pro Tebe, dokud se mi neozveš , jakkoli, nemůžu klepat na bránu, kterou nikdo nechce otevřít...vím , že je můj svět v troskách, dnes se změní Všechno. And if I'm bothering you, fighting silence is like a fight with windmills, so at least tell me- the END. 

… convenient, my whole world is in ruins and therefore no nothing new for You until you hear me, however, I can’t knock on the gate that no one wants to open … I know my world is in ruins, today it will change All. A jestli Tě obtěžuji, bojovat proti mlčení je jako rvačka s větrnými mlýny, tedy mi aspoň řekni , KONEC.