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Cellophane EP

by The Urbane Decay

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1.
Anodyne 01:48
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Bottles on the bathroom floor Cracks in the bedroom door Pizza on the bedroom floor Bottles in the dresser drawer Anodyne Cigarettes on the floor Poster hanging from the door Garbage on the kitchen floor Moths in the linen drawer Anodyne Bottles on the bathroom floor Crack in the bedroom door Garbage on the kitchen floor Bottles in the dresser drawer Anodyne
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Sleep Sick 01:48
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I like cellophane I like how it sounds I like how it feels It's always around Some things are worse Than paper-cuts Some things are worse Than paper-cuts I like paraffin I like how it smells I like how it tastes It's just as well Some things are worse Than paper-cuts Some things are worse Than paper-cuts Nevermind I'm just sleep sick....
3.
Red Car 02:38
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I see a red car With one black door It's across the street I've never seen it before There's a knock at the door I don't know the score There's vomit on the floor Maybe it's okay I've got a blanket With 'Mercy' written on it When I die just lay me down Don't read no holy sonnets There's a knock at the door I don't know the score There's vomit on the floor Maybe it's okay Maybe it's okay Maybe it's okay I see a black door And I wanna paint it red I see a black door And I wanna paint it red There's a knock at the door I don't know the score There's vomit on the floor Maybe it's okay
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Tastes Like Blue 01:51
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I forgot what I like But I like it a lot Is this what I need I think it is, maybe Maybe not It tastes like blue... I think I like it a lot Maybe, maybe not Is this what I need I think it is, maybe Maybe not It tastes like blue... I think I like it a lot Maybe, maybe not
5.
Like Opening Crisps 02:18
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It's a west coast state of mind Everyone's urine tastes like brine Gimme some of yours I'll give you some of mine It's a west coast state of mind It shouldn't be hard like this Like being drunk opening a packet of crisps It's a rust coast state of mind Everyones bile tastes like wine I drank of yours Now you you drink some of mine It's a rust coast state of mind It wasn't supposed to be hard like this Like opening a packet of crisps It wasn't supposed to be hard like this Like being drunk and opening crisps
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White Keys / Black Keys 00:54
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On the white keys On the black keys On the white keys On the black keys On the white keys On the black keys On the white keys On the black keys All the white lies All the black lists All the black eyes All the loose lips Maybe it's all the same... All the white tees all the black tees All the white tees all the black tees All the white tees all the black tees All the white tees all the black tees
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Rent 02:53
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I spent my rent on Videos and getting high I spent all my rent on Comics and cheap red wine
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Sputniks & Satellites 02:36
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When you drive in a car Are you aware How close you are To ending it right there What's in your dreams Sputniks or Satellites Sputniks or Satellites Sputniks or Satellites If you don't eat your dinner Are you aware You'll keep getting thinner Until you're not there What's in your dreams Sputniks or Satellites Sputniks or Satellites Sputniks or Satellites What do you dream? When you go to sleep Are you aware The secrets you keep Leak out of your hair What's in your dreams Sputniks or Satellites Sputniks or Satellites Sputniks or Satellites What do you dream?
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The Ghosts of Friday Nights 02:26
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The ghosts of Friday nights Flutter under street lights Sharing this cola can Don't feel alright I don't wanna be your second choice Who wants to be a second choice I'd rather die Oh my Oh my Summer Friday nights Beer and condoms and headlights A crumpled cola can Can cut alright I don't wanna be your second choice Tired of being someone's second choice I'd rather fly With the ghosts of Friday night With the ghosts of Friday night With the ghosts of Friday night Alright Oh my Oh my

about

This EP was supposed to be a lo-fi memoir of my listening habits during 1987-1993 — the glory days of “college rock” when the underground was still alternative and alternative was still underground — but my actual tastes were, tragically, not nearly as hip.

I had no idea who Lou Barlow was, I barely registered the existence of Mudhoney. Beat Happening? Half Japanese? Never heard of ‘em. Though I dressed the part (we all did on the west coast), I wasn’t into Grunge. Not until Nevermind came out. Previous to that I (somewhat correctly) thought Grunge was dinosaur music — a Neanderthal throwback to the dumb ‘70s rock music I was trying to escape with Punk (dumb ‘70s rock music of another feather).

The year I graduated (1991) I liked American groups like Pixies and Sonic Youth fine but mostly I was listening to early Brit-Pop bands. Stone Roses wanted to be adored and I was more than happy to oblige. And how much did I love House of Love, Inspiral Carpets, Soup Dragons, Ned’s Atomic Dustbin and even EMF? I didn’t even like Shoegaze until it was officially over. When I first heard Ride’s classic Nowhere, I thought it was the most boring album I’d ever heard and My Bloody Valentine was just the title of some lame old slasher flick.

By 1994 I may have fancied myself a Grunge and Shoegaze devotee but in 1989 the most cutting-edge bands I was listening to were The Cult, Midnight Oil and, let’s be honest, Barenaked Ladies. Forget Eric’s Trip, in 1989 BNL were the poster children of the DIY underground in Canada with the success of their "Yellow Tape". And today I don’t really see a band like R.E.M. or The Replacements as being any cooler than BNL. It’s all become “dad rock” hasn’t it? Don’t Nirvana and Nickleback share more in common than just the first two letters of their names?

So, this EP is a lie. It’s a revisionist history of how much of a kool thing I like to think I was at 17. It ignores how I almost missed out on Fugazi by devoting too much attention to MC Hammer and Crash Test Dummies; how I owned the every GNR tape but nothing by MBV. Always a Slowdive late and a Sebadoh short.

~ JAKOB REHLINGER, 2015

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released July 24, 2015

Written and recorded by Jakob Rehlinger in four sessions, August 14 – September 7, 2014.

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The Urbane Decay Toronto, Ontario

The Urbane Decay was an indie pop recording project mainly active between 2002-2010, mainly by Jakob Rehlinger, mainly maudlin and mopey.

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