The Heart of the Matador

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released November 5, 2005

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David Tomaloff as Bob Bomb
Steve “Wupnlee” Hawkins as stevehawkins

(see individual tracks for specific credits)

Recorded throughout 2005 at the Hey! Low Sound System
by David Tomaloff and Steve Hawkins. Additional recording: Renwood Messenger Studios and Studio G, Brooklyn.
Produced by Bob Bomb

Mixed by Joel Hamilton at Studio G, Brooklyn
Mastered by Doug Henderson

Artwork layout and production: Tim Chiapeta
Matador and Bull paintings by Ben Cooper

All Songs by David Tomaloff
©2005 Hey! Low Sounds (BMI)

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Track Name: Act 1: I Believe
I believe I’m back from the coast
Some big comeback from this murder rap
Cashing in on my some days
To get it right maybe one day
To get it right maybe one of these days

We’re at our best when we come undone
Bloodied but not to be outdone
Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!
Ah-ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

That’s what you wanna do
That’s what you gotta do

Bloodied but not to be outdone
I believe it
Track Name: Speed's Dope. Art Kills.
Get it right, get it straight
Barrel down, cross lanes
Fast cars, cheap thrills
Speeds dope but art kills

Fall in line, drop six
Understand this
When art dies, dumb sells
Blood stains the wheel wells

All is fair but don’t mix
Art, war or politics!

Don’t make a sound
Keep an ear to the ground

Interstates, speedways
Too slow, some days
Long shots, short kicks
Blood lust & cheap tricks

Neither hell nor high
Water will hold this now!

But it’s ugly old town
Where thought runs aground

Riot aches, the soft sell
I’ll keep it down, yeah go to hell
Cheap wine & mad skills
Speeds dope but art kills

The soft hits, the cold scenes
That don’t say shit to me
With all said & all done
Gimme room, I’ll fire on the sun

And set fire to the walls
And watch them burn to the ground
It’s an ugly old town
Where thought runs aground
Track Name: The Heart of the Matador
A chance at grace
The last great run
The thrill of a chase
That’s never over until it’s done
In the heart of the matador

Rise like light, a heart like fire
An art like life, killer for hire
In the heart of the matador
The art of the matador

It’s a lot like life

Eyes like light, a heart like fire
There’s truth in the fight
But there lives a liar
In the heart of the matador
The heart of the matador

It’s a lot like war
It’s a lot like life

The last gun shot
Of the last great fight
You take it to heart
You say goodnight

It’s an art like war
It’s a lot like life
Or something like life
Track Name: I Kid You Not
I was outside looking in
Barely breathing in the interim
I was taking in some good wine
I was drowning in some cheap advice
Though well meant

I was struggling loose some verse
Something I might have said
Had someone not said it first
I’d been listening for a long time
But I could never find the right rhyme for it

I kid you not

Take the stage & storm the bow
They treat you like some shade of hazy criminal
I could never get the right words
That is to say that weren't thought of afterwards

I kid you not
It’s cruel

So take the stage & storm the bow
Like some hazy shade criminal
They clap their hands, everybody’s all right now

But I don’t see you up there
No I don’t see you at all
Track Name: Rise & Die
The stakes are in & without this time
In softly through the eyes
Down slowly through the wire

Blood letting the days under the ice
We follow the tide out past the line
Where horizons end & suns will set

All a life under the sea ice
Drifting through under currents & tides
Surfacing to take hold the light
All of this be your kingdom tonight

What right have you to want even more
The razing of plans, the changing of the guard
Mighty currents flow under the ice
Steady as we go down though the brine
The blood understands, take it from me

All a life these fish in the sea
Filing down through the leagues underneath
Slowly churning the blood into wine
Hearts & art dying on the vine

We start letting go, we stand idly by
Set the kingdom afire & dance in the light
You can say it ain’t so but to say it ain’t so is a lie
Underneath it all it’s just this left alive

Underneath all this stone sea ice
Slowly churning the blood into wine
Trading my right to rise & die, alright

Finding my way through greenish night
In through the eyes, out through the wire
Down through the tide, under the satellite
But down alright
Track Name: A Painting of the Sea
The city lights fade into the ocean
Beneath the waves, we don’t even notice
The silence don’t speak, so much as it sings
Droning out scores in unknowable keys

After all you wanted to be
How the hell could you end up here
Sad songs are all that you sing
It’s a nail you hang yourself on it

Crucified souls drunk on the spirit
Sound in voices so low that you hardly hear them
& the city lights shine, but don’t shine on me
Still under the canvas of a painting of the sea

After all the city lights fade
How the hell does it come to this
Skewed lines at best that were vague
I thought we was just taking the piss

Giving ‘em hell

No one in here is breathing tonight
No one “out there” ever gets out alive
The silence don’t speak so much as it bleeds
Blood onto the canvas of a painting of the sea

After all you wanted to say
How the hell did you get to here
Sad songs, they all sound the same
It’s a nail you hang yourself on it, man

The city light fade
Does it all come to this
At best it was vague
I thought we was just taking the piss

Giving ‘em hell

How does it end?
They way they always said it would
Track Name: Disappeared
These days are hard earned
Lessons hard learned
We are the words used
Though unclear
That raise the flags
And run the ice down the backs
That raise the sails
& strike the fear

Never let it be said
There is only one way to get born again
Drown out the arrows
Let it up now, bring it up now

They measure the time
Like it was on our side
Offer bitter pills for a better death
Repeal the coins from eyelids of the dead
And raise the glass high
A little to the left

Never let it be said
There is only one way to get born again
Baptize the skylines
Let it rain down over static cities, dead
Let forth the unborn, let it up now
Raise it up & start again
We gave it a name but when they called it something else
It disappeared, well it disappeared

These days are hard earned
Lessons hard learned
We are the words used unclear clear
Go raise the flags
And run the ice down the backs
Raise the sails & strike the fear

Never let it be said
There is only one way to get born again
Baptize the skylines
Let it rain down over static cities, dead
Let forth the unborn, let it up now
Raise it up & start again
Give it a name, let it go forth & return
All disappeared
All the disappeared
Track Name: Blood, If You Want It
You got a right, don’t get me wrong
There’s 9 or 10 ways to get on
So travel light & you’ll go far
Accept sometime the way
Sometimes things are

You got blood if you want it, but I don’t
Make it hard if you want to, but I won’t now
You’re taking the longest ways
& leaving with naught now
& you got blood if you want it

Don’t take it to heart
Don’t make it so hard
Take it up

You’re seeing lights, you’re seeing stars
Headlights though windshields of borrowed cars
I know the talk, yeah, but it’s just talk
The great poets & drunks are best loved
When they’re gone
Track Name: Positively
This is us
(history in the making)
This is where we takes us
(repeats itself)
From underneath these grids & lines
Up through the cross talk

We’re silver & gold
(the currency of new machines)
We’re money on the table now
(sold American)
This is where the new dream takes hold
This is happening
(right now)

Don’t be here when the night comes
Don’t be anywhere at all
The blood is gold here
No heart is innocent
They suck the blood through the bone

Beneath the overpass
(bright light, big city)
We’re tricks of the light
(history repeats itself)
We’re bolted down cut thin with blades
& thrown to anyone
(set, go)

With a fix or a trade
(born currency)
For the blood of les tricoteuses
(repeats itself)
This is art turned inside out
& it’s most unwelcoming
(right now)

Don’t say anything that you know
Don’t say anything at all
The blood is gold here
No heart is innocent
They cut their teeth on the bone

These are the days

Life under the gun
(repeats itself)
This is our confessional
(our refusal)
But it’s only safe to speak out here
Between the syllables

Don’t be here when the night comes
Don’t say anything at all
Where blood is gold
No heart is innocent
Are you ready for war?
Track Name: The Art of...
If you go out, let me know what you find
You’ll find out it’s hard to keep the rabble behind
You get lost between lines again

Build it up just to knock it down
Hard to roll when they rock the merry-go-round
Response, it goes down & then
You feel it coming but you don’t know when

You take it all based on how it comes
& faking it now, is not so easy
So trained in the art of man

Making it up, play it straight
Make believe, in love with all the things that you hate
First a joke; an aside, as you laugh through a sigh
D’you feel honest when you’re telling lies?

You take it all based on how it comes
You’re faking it now, life is not so easy
So trained in the art of fucking off
That faking it now, it serves no reason

Follow along; you’ll learn where the art begins
Go on, try it then, it’s taking the dive
You’ll get by

If you go out, let me know what you find
Don’t look down & keep the rabble behind
You’ll get along just fine without the lines
Speak no evil, boy, hear no lies

You take it all based on how it goes
& faking it now, life is not so easy
So trained in the art of fucking off
That faking it now is treason
Track Name: On
Finding out it’s just a matter of time & that’s all
God speed yeah, don’t you wait too long
Don’t sleep, oh will you come on
Drink deep from the well, fill your cup & come on

Come on, well it’s on, oh it’s on

Down & up is just a white light flicker tonight
Gimme danger, get me uh, keep me hung on the vine
How are you so risk un-taking?
Can you doubt it if you ever had a stake in at all?

Come on, well it’s on, I said come on

Drink deep; get drunk on it
By virtue or wine, by word or by song
Baudelaire said, “Don’t be the martyred slaves of time”

I’m standing on the ceiling; the floor is holding me down
I’m lulled to sleep, yeah; I’m bored out loud
You lead & I’ll follow
What you spit I swear I’ll swallow

Come on, oh well it’s on, I said come on

Drink deep; get drunk on it
By virtue or wine, by word or by song
Baudelaire will you take us home tonight
Take us home, come on!
Track Name: No Trouble
Should you find 3am tonight
May no trouble find you
The stars are lost on the city tonight
May no trouble find you
You sing sha la la la la la at the moon

Should you find 3am tonight
May no trouble find you
The parties lost in the city tonight
May no trouble find you

I've got a new world tonight
Yeah well awaiting the stars, hit collide
Weighing ocean light
May no trouble find you

You’ll stick a lot in this dust tonight
May no trouble find you
God is lost in the city tonight
May no trouble find you
You sing sha la la la la la at the moon

Should you find 3am tonight
May no trouble find you
Cities lost in the world tonight
May no trouble find you
You should beware, you’re not the only one
All good, take care but beware
You feel that tonight? You’re not the only one
May no trouble find you
Track Name: Edwin H. Armstrong
Roll over in your grave, Edwin Armstrong
For the days you could not foresee
There’s static raining down on the city streets
We’re wasted at the scene

Roll over in your grave

We've got the blood
You know we have the power
But we’re stuck in a grave
Static media shower

Roll over in your grave, Edwin Armstrong

Raise the flagship Jupiter
Tell Major Tom & all the crew
There’s at least on Exile left of Main Street
Who would like to come with you

Roll over in your grave, sweet Rock & Roll

Let It Be & Let It Bleed