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So Wrong

from Twitter, Buzz, Howl by Chris Velan

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    TBH was recorded over the summer of 2005 in the Eastern Townships outside of Montreal near the town of Sutton. We set up a makeshift studio in a barn and basically tracked everything while the insects buzzed and birds sang during the day; and the crickets chirped and the coyotes howled at night.
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SO WRONG

The big hand reaches up and hangs from the nine
The small hand’s asleep on the two, it lost track of the time
And we’re going to stay here until

Something breaks or turns out fine
It never is my intention to send us into a dive
But it’s times like this I feel like
I’m shaking a beehive
Maybe what you want so much to hear
Is not what I can contrive//

It starts with the thought
I’m going to make this be right
The message gets carried on a million nerves
Straight to the mouth, with a clear order
You’ve got to make this turn into words
And if we’re all just a ball of electrical signals
Hardwired for to pass them along
When it gets to the moment that the words are needed
Why do they all come out so wrong
Why do they always come out so wrong//

You’re so quick to speak how can you be sure
That what you’re saying is not coming out premature
When I put my arms around you
Do you not feel secure
So can’t we sit around and laugh without drowning in consequence
And you can know I’m yours without all the wild suspense
We’ll get our answers without
Forcing providence
Cause what I say, always lets you down//

It starts with the thought
I’m going to make this be right
The message gets carried on a million nerves
Straight to the mouth, with a clear order
You’ve got to make this turn into words
And if we’re all just a ball of electrical signals
Hardwired for to pass them along
When it gets to the moment that the words are needed
Why do they all come out so wrong
Why do they always come out so wrong//

Knock, knock, knock is anyone there
Underneath that head of hair
Don’t worry ‘bout what you can’t here
It’s in my left hemisphere so
Let me get my dictionary, build my vocabulary
Find my encyclopedia, maybe try some visual media
Fire up all my synapses, clear away those memory lapses
Build up an argument so strong that it never collapses
Step inside my frontal lobe, conduct your special probe
Take a walk on my cortex, you’ll find I’m like a rolodex
So why must it be so slow
To let the words flow
It’s hard to speak when I know
That what I say, is going to let you down//

It starts with the thought
I’m going to make this be right
The message gets carried on a million nerves
Straight to the mouth, with a clear order
You’ve got to make this turn into words
And if we’re all just a ball of electrical signals
Hardwired for to pass them along
When it gets to the moment that the words are needed
Why do they all come out so wrong
Why do they always come out so wrong//

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from Twitter, Buzz, Howl, released January 8, 2007

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Chris Velan Montréal, Québec

Montreal singer-songwriter and producer, Chris Velan, has always been crossing borders with his brand of world music- influenced, singer-songwriter pop. Drawing comparisons to the smart, genre-mixing writing of Neil Finn, Nick Lowe and Paul Simon, Velan's
latest album, “Amateur Hour”, will be released September 14th with touring to follow.
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