...ifor by the away, go out not today (?)
Move back along and wait a long long time
Nothing running free, you gotta time it all
Run out the door come back when you score
New times will come and you will see a door
Into the lion eye and now i'm gone
And it's out
And it's not what you thought it was about
But a life, that you know
Will keep you bound in...
Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose
Sometimes you got still the blues for me
I could run away, a long time to stay
Burn out your eyes, burn out surprise
Look out today you know it's not the same
It's all the rage, it's every day
And it's out
And it's not what you thought it was about
But a life, that you know
Will keep you round in love
Sonic Youth - Experimental Jet Set, Trash and No Star Album Lyrics
Sonic Youth - Experimental Jet Set, Trash and No Star Lyrics
Writer: KIM GORDON, LEE M. RANALDO, STEVEN JAY SHELLEY, THURSTON JOSEPH MOORE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Bull In The Heather
10, 20, 30, 40
Tell me that you wanna hold me
Tell me that you wanna bore me
Tell me that you gotta show me
Tell me that you need to slowly
Tell me that yr burning for me
Tell me that you can't afford me
Time to tell yr dirty story
Time f'r turning over and over
Time f'r turning four leaf clover
Betting on the bull in the heather
10, 20, 30, 40
Tell me that you wanna scold me
Tell me that you a-dore me
Tell me that you're famous for me
Tell me that yr gonna score me
Tell me that you gotta show me
Tell me that you need to sorely
Time to tell yr love story
Time f'r turning over and over
Time f'r turning four leaf clover
Betting on the bull in the heather
Tell me that you wanna hold me
Tell me that you wanna bore me
Tell me that you gotta show me
Tell me that you need to slowly
Tell me that yr burning for me
Tell me that you can't afford me
Time to tell yr dirty story
Time f'r turning over and over
Time f'r turning four leaf clover
Betting on the bull in the heather
10, 20, 30, 40
Tell me that you wanna scold me
Tell me that you a-dore me
Tell me that you're famous for me
Tell me that yr gonna score me
Tell me that you gotta show me
Tell me that you need to sorely
Time to tell yr love story
Time f'r turning over and over
Time f'r turning four leaf clover
Betting on the bull in the heather
Writer: KIM GORDON, LEE M. RANALDO, STEVEN JAY SHELLEY, THURSTON JOSEPH MOORE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Starfield Road
The turbo goes to rocket put yr kiss in my hand
Sensate yr belly down
Bend down round this garbage can
Pow pound down dirty starfield road
A hot ham slap it muscle skin jam load
Blam bam adds explosion to the lamb
Jesus is screaming yr name
Violent loving yeah
Kissing golden, we're going insane
But where is the shame?
When the star pet is to blame
Aah you butt cheeks can't stay
As I spleen my name in flame
Sensate yr belly down
Bend down round this garbage can
Pow pound down dirty starfield road
A hot ham slap it muscle skin jam load
Blam bam adds explosion to the lamb
Jesus is screaming yr name
Violent loving yeah
Kissing golden, we're going insane
But where is the shame?
When the star pet is to blame
Aah you butt cheeks can't stay
As I spleen my name in flame
Writer: KIM GORDON, LEE M. RANALDO, STEVEN JAY SHELLEY, THURSTON JOSEPH MOORE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Skink
Here, there
Here, there
Down to the bottom and round on the bottom we go
Here, there
Here, there
Down to the bottom and oh what a bottom it is
You had soul
Uh-oh
Let it go
Here, there
Here, there
Down to the bottom and round on the bottom we go
Here, there
Here, there
Down to the bottom and oh what a bottom it is
Uh-oh
You got a soul?
Let me go
Kiss beyond, kiss beyond the lips
Kiss beyond, kiss beyond my lips
Ooh I love - you!
Ooh baby baby
Kinda crazy, kinda hazy, kinda messy too
Here, there
Here, there
Down to the bottom and oh what a bottom it is
Here, there
Here, there
Down to the bottom and round on the bottom we go
Yeah baby
Uh-oh
You know
I love you so
Here, there
Down to the bottom and round on the bottom we go
Here, there
Here, there
Down to the bottom and oh what a bottom it is
You had soul
Uh-oh
Let it go
Here, there
Here, there
Down to the bottom and round on the bottom we go
Here, there
Here, there
Down to the bottom and oh what a bottom it is
Uh-oh
You got a soul?
Let me go
Kiss beyond, kiss beyond the lips
Kiss beyond, kiss beyond my lips
Ooh I love - you!
Ooh baby baby
Kinda crazy, kinda hazy, kinda messy too
Here, there
Here, there
Down to the bottom and oh what a bottom it is
Here, there
Here, there
Down to the bottom and round on the bottom we go
Yeah baby
Uh-oh
You know
I love you so
Writer: KIM GORDON, LEE M. RANALDO, STEVEN JAY SHELLEY, THURSTON JOSEPH MOORE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Screaming Skull
SST, superstore
Society, Screaming Skull
Lemonheads, superstore
Society, SST
I'd go there, I don't care
I'll go there, it's just to stare
Let's go there, it's just it's fair
I'll go there, Pat Smear
Superchunk, Society
Sunset Strip, Screaming Skull
Society, Husker do
Lemonheads, SST
I'd go there, but I don't care
I'll go there, it's just to stare
Let's go there, Sister's there
I'll go there, Pat Fear
Society, superstore
SST, Lemonheads
Sunset strip, society
Screaming skull, Husker do
I'd go there, but I don't care
I'll go there, it's just to stare
Let's go there, it's just it's fair
I'll go there, Pat Smear
Society, Screaming Skull
Lemonheads, superstore
Society, SST
I'd go there, I don't care
I'll go there, it's just to stare
Let's go there, it's just it's fair
I'll go there, Pat Smear
Superchunk, Society
Sunset Strip, Screaming Skull
Society, Husker do
Lemonheads, SST
I'd go there, but I don't care
I'll go there, it's just to stare
Let's go there, Sister's there
I'll go there, Pat Fear
Society, superstore
SST, Lemonheads
Sunset strip, society
Screaming skull, Husker do
I'd go there, but I don't care
I'll go there, it's just to stare
Let's go there, it's just it's fair
I'll go there, Pat Smear
Writer: DAVID MARKEY, KIM GORDON, LEE M. RANALDO, STEVEN JAY SHELLEY, THURSTON JOSEPH MOORE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Self-Obsessed And Sexxee
I remember when you first arrived
Magic marker on yr belly button all right (all right)
I read what you said you said drop dead oh no (oh no)
I need you now 'cause I know you got nowhere to go
Schizo action baby create a scene
I'm the type of guy to boost yr self esteem
We party all night 'cause it's you you you everyday
Self-obsessed and sexy all the way
I remember yr bloody trail to the top (the top)
Took it all too far now you just can't stop (don't stop)
I'll help collect yr soul from the lost & found (it's around)
And I will build you up while they tear you down
Schizo action baby create a scene
I'm the type of guy to boost yr self esteem
We party all night 'cause it's you you you everyday
Self-obsessed and sexy all the way (all the way)
Party party party party all the time
Party party party party all the time
Party party party party all the time
Party party party party all the time
Magic marker on yr belly button all right (all right)
I read what you said you said drop dead oh no (oh no)
I need you now 'cause I know you got nowhere to go
Schizo action baby create a scene
I'm the type of guy to boost yr self esteem
We party all night 'cause it's you you you everyday
Self-obsessed and sexy all the way
I remember yr bloody trail to the top (the top)
Took it all too far now you just can't stop (don't stop)
I'll help collect yr soul from the lost & found (it's around)
And I will build you up while they tear you down
Schizo action baby create a scene
I'm the type of guy to boost yr self esteem
We party all night 'cause it's you you you everyday
Self-obsessed and sexy all the way (all the way)
Party party party party all the time
Party party party party all the time
Party party party party all the time
Party party party party all the time
Writer: KIM GORDON, LEE M. RANALDO, STEVEN JAY SHELLEY, THURSTON JOSEPH MOORE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Bone
Dry as a bone, take it to heart
Don't look back, you're the one
That's alright, straight from the bone
Walk on by, look to the left
Touched by none, that's alright
That's alright, dark as ink
You are the one, Lord just thirteen
No matter fun, truth never seen
Dry as a bone, dry as a bone
Hands in yr pants, tied to the tree
Rocked back and forth, hips in the leaves
Thighs in the bark, make me free
That's alright
You are the one, don't look back
Strength from the heart, walk on by
That's alright, that's alright
White boy say, yr just fine
First to the last, take it okay
Momma don't know, walk straight by
Look to the left, you are the one
Poor little bone, shiver inside
Fast talking walk, bone girl go inside
That's alright, that's alright
Don't look back, push yr hips up
Yr gonna be free, just for a while
Don't look back, you're the one
That's alright, straight from the bone
Walk on by, look to the left
Touched by none, that's alright
That's alright, dark as ink
You are the one, Lord just thirteen
No matter fun, truth never seen
Dry as a bone, dry as a bone
Hands in yr pants, tied to the tree
Rocked back and forth, hips in the leaves
Thighs in the bark, make me free
That's alright
You are the one, don't look back
Strength from the heart, walk on by
That's alright, that's alright
White boy say, yr just fine
First to the last, take it okay
Momma don't know, walk straight by
Look to the left, you are the one
Poor little bone, shiver inside
Fast talking walk, bone girl go inside
That's alright, that's alright
Don't look back, push yr hips up
Yr gonna be free, just for a while
Writer: KIM GORDON, LEE M. RANALDO, STEVEN JAY SHELLEY, THURSTON JOSEPH MOORE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Androgynous Mind
[Thurston]
Hey sad angel walks, and he talks like a girl
Out trying to think why it stinks, he's not a girl
Now he's kicked in the gut, they f*cked him up, just enough
They got me down on my knees, I kiss his ring, God is love
Androgynous mind, androgynous mind
Androgynous mind, androgynous mind
Androgynous mind, androgynous mind
Hey hey are you gay? are you God?
My brain's a bomb, to turn you on
Everything is all right
God is gay, and you were right
Androgynous mind, androgynous mind
Androgynous mind, androgynous mind
Androgynous mind, androgynous mind
Hey hey it's okay, hey hey it's okay [x4]
Hey hey it's okay, hey it's okay [x5]
Hey hey it's okay, hey hey it's okay [x6]
Aaaaaaaawwwooooooowwwaaaaaaaooo
God said it's all right, for you to fight
To free yr mind
Whose side are you on?
Like a bomb, yr free tonite
Androgynous mind, androgynous mind
Androgynous mind, androgynous mind
Androgynous mind, androgynous mind
Hey hey it's okay, hey hey it's okay [x4]
Hey hey it's okay, hey it's okay [x5]
Hey hey
Hey sad angel walks, and he talks like a girl
Out trying to think why it stinks, he's not a girl
Now he's kicked in the gut, they f*cked him up, just enough
They got me down on my knees, I kiss his ring, God is love
Androgynous mind, androgynous mind
Androgynous mind, androgynous mind
Androgynous mind, androgynous mind
Hey hey are you gay? are you God?
My brain's a bomb, to turn you on
Everything is all right
God is gay, and you were right
Androgynous mind, androgynous mind
Androgynous mind, androgynous mind
Androgynous mind, androgynous mind
Hey hey it's okay, hey hey it's okay [x4]
Hey hey it's okay, hey it's okay [x5]
Hey hey it's okay, hey hey it's okay [x6]
Aaaaaaaawwwooooooowwwaaaaaaaooo
God said it's all right, for you to fight
To free yr mind
Whose side are you on?
Like a bomb, yr free tonite
Androgynous mind, androgynous mind
Androgynous mind, androgynous mind
Androgynous mind, androgynous mind
Hey hey it's okay, hey hey it's okay [x4]
Hey hey it's okay, hey it's okay [x5]
Hey hey
Writer: KIM GORDON, LEE M. RANALDO, STEVEN JAY SHELLEY, THURSTON JOSEPH MOORE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Quest For The Cup
[Kim]
Yr the thrill of a million
Walking down the sidewalk
Feel like an alarm clock
Woke up and dressed up
Don't look like a t-shirt
I feel just like a donut
Come and take the trash out
What's the use of crying
Don't look like a bummer
Feel just like a burger
Can I make him like me
Do you feel like I do
Don't look like a slip skirt
I feel just like a poser
I don't look like an angel
I GUESS I'll put some jeans on
Make my lips look redder
True you still look better
This is for Lisa
Ran away to the west
Faxed my mom for the test
Couldn't stay for the rest
Then I met him Jess
He is just the best
We kissed right under a tree
I felt so salty free
I felt so salty free
I felt nothing like me
I felt so s-a-lty free
[Tape]
All your dreams will come true, all my dreams came true
But now, I have a bunch of other dreams, ta-dum-dum
It's gotta be hot hot (?)
[Kim]
I felt so s-a-lty free
Yr the thrill of a million
Walking down the sidewalk
Feel like an alarm clock
Woke up and dressed up
Don't look like a t-shirt
I feel just like a donut
Come and take the trash out
What's the use of crying
Don't look like a bummer
Feel just like a burger
Can I make him like me
Do you feel like I do
Don't look like a slip skirt
I feel just like a poser
I don't look like an angel
I GUESS I'll put some jeans on
Make my lips look redder
True you still look better
This is for Lisa
Ran away to the west
Faxed my mom for the test
Couldn't stay for the rest
Then I met him Jess
He is just the best
We kissed right under a tree
I felt so salty free
I felt so salty free
I felt nothing like me
I felt so s-a-lty free
[Tape]
All your dreams will come true, all my dreams came true
But now, I have a bunch of other dreams, ta-dum-dum
It's gotta be hot hot (?)
[Kim]
I felt so s-a-lty free
Writer: KIM GORDON, LEE M. RANALDO, STEVEN JAY SHELLEY, THURSTON JOSEPH MOORE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Waist
[Thurston]
Guess who came round today
X-Girl and the girl snoo-pee
Twinkle toes and sparkle eyes
Everything is a new surprise
They're gonna spend some super-cash
Spend it all on the boy-smash
And all the glamour is all the time
Silver jacket and a twist of lime
Well hope you don't waste away
Yeah hope you don't waste away
You better not waste away
Ooh yeah don't waste away
I've seen it happen before
Girl slipping out the door
Sneaking into Agnes B.
Throw away everything
You've been a waste away
You've been a waste away
You've been a waste away, now
Walk up to her and say
I'd love you anyway
Sweet subtle super style
Wonder how to make an angel smile
Don't let me waste away
Don't let me waste away
Don't let me waste away
Don't let me waste away, wow!
Guess who came round today
X-Girl and the girl snoo-pee
Twinkle toes and sparkle eyes
Everything is a new surprise
They're gonna spend some super-cash
Spend it all on the boy-smash
And all the glamour is all the time
Silver jacket and a twist of lime
Well hope you don't waste away
Yeah hope you don't waste away
You better not waste away
Ooh yeah don't waste away
I've seen it happen before
Girl slipping out the door
Sneaking into Agnes B.
Throw away everything
You've been a waste away
You've been a waste away
You've been a waste away, now
Walk up to her and say
I'd love you anyway
Sweet subtle super style
Wonder how to make an angel smile
Don't let me waste away
Don't let me waste away
Don't let me waste away
Don't let me waste away, wow!
Writer: KIM GORDON, LEE M. RANALDO, STEVEN JAY SHELLEY, THURSTON JOSEPH MOORE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Doctors Orders
Take one, to come
Doctor's orders, no more borders
Take one, make some
Feeling bolder, no more disorder
Mother's not to blame
She's feeling no pain
Doesn't feel the drain
She says it's not her brain
All right, no wrong
She used to be cleanin', now she's just dreamin'
She's right, you're wrong
She thinks it's the weather, feels light as a feather
Mother's such a mess
She forgets how to dress
She thinks she's lookin' her best
She's no longer depressed
Take one, bake one
Used to be tragic, now it's like magic
Just one, for fun
Mother's new pet, it's not hard to get
Mother came home today
Wearing a big bouquet
She threw her self away
She's taking up spanish ole
Doctor's orders, no more borders
Take one, make some
Feeling bolder, no more disorder
Mother's not to blame
She's feeling no pain
Doesn't feel the drain
She says it's not her brain
All right, no wrong
She used to be cleanin', now she's just dreamin'
She's right, you're wrong
She thinks it's the weather, feels light as a feather
Mother's such a mess
She forgets how to dress
She thinks she's lookin' her best
She's no longer depressed
Take one, bake one
Used to be tragic, now it's like magic
Just one, for fun
Mother's new pet, it's not hard to get
Mother came home today
Wearing a big bouquet
She threw her self away
She's taking up spanish ole
Writer: KIM GORDON, LEE M. RANALDO, STEVEN JAY SHELLEY, THURSTON JOSEPH MOORE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Tokyo Eye
Tokyo eye, Tokyo crying somewhere
Seeking inside, supermen sighing nowhere
Seven to nine, luck is around this sun bear
Fur in the night, Kansai woman goes out
Soak in the eye, Osaka crying for you
Ship in the light, sing in the water sun dew
Ticket to die, ticket to ride the junk star
Shielded in white, Kansai girl in black dew
Tokyo eye, Tokyo crying somewhere
Seeking inside, supermen sighing nowhere
Soaking in my eye, soaking in my eye grey leaf
She dig to cry, she dig to cry love funny
Fur in the eye, Kansai girl is kiss teen
Fun in the light, crying away to sun bear
Seeking inside, supermen sighing nowhere
Seven to nine, luck is around this sun bear
Fur in the night, Kansai woman goes out
Soak in the eye, Osaka crying for you
Ship in the light, sing in the water sun dew
Ticket to die, ticket to ride the junk star
Shielded in white, Kansai girl in black dew
Tokyo eye, Tokyo crying somewhere
Seeking inside, supermen sighing nowhere
Soaking in my eye, soaking in my eye grey leaf
She dig to cry, she dig to cry love funny
Fur in the eye, Kansai girl is kiss teen
Fun in the light, crying away to sun bear
Writer: KIM GORDON, LEE M. RANALDO, STEVEN JAY SHELLEY, THURSTON JOSEPH MOORE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
In The Mind Of The Bourgeois Reader
Seaside never gonna rock the boat
Gonna roll it up fat superdope
Yeah pass it around or stick it on a pin
Boyie lover with the bunny skin ?
My plastic lady here's a glitter roll
Straight from my heart through thy soul
Yeah I don't care about dirty hair
All praise due queen and yogi bear
So get back in the boat yeah
Vicarious pleasure in my brain
Fantastic life never the same
Identity come set it free
Come set me out to mystery
Mistert mind yah
Silly rabbit kicks are for kids
Yr carrot souffle's got me on the skids
Don't care about dirty hair
Got a fuzzy finger miss bunny tail
Hip hop till you drop yeah
Hop hop hop hop hop hop hop hop hop hop
Gonna roll it up fat superdope
Yeah pass it around or stick it on a pin
Boyie lover with the bunny skin ?
My plastic lady here's a glitter roll
Straight from my heart through thy soul
Yeah I don't care about dirty hair
All praise due queen and yogi bear
So get back in the boat yeah
Vicarious pleasure in my brain
Fantastic life never the same
Identity come set it free
Come set me out to mystery
Mistert mind yah
Silly rabbit kicks are for kids
Yr carrot souffle's got me on the skids
Don't care about dirty hair
Got a fuzzy finger miss bunny tail
Hip hop till you drop yeah
Hop hop hop hop hop hop hop hop hop hop
Writer: KIM GORDON, LEE M. RANALDO, STEVEN JAY SHELLEY, THURSTON JOSEPH MOORE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Sweet Shine
I hear my angel mounted baby
Pretend to everlast a lady
Marlboro belt unbuckled baby
They told me you were just crazy
I feel that I could burst
Gimme a little drink of yr sweet time
Is it the way you think?
Or just a pattern of yr glory
Is it just some story?
You wrote all for me
Do you think yr my home?
Down deep yr just a little whorey
I know you, I'm from you
I know you, I'm from you
Whoooooow
I'm coming home to Swall Drive
Cowboys are languishin'
Little girl's are bees
Is it really a green stage coach
Crawling up to me
I dreamt that you were my vacation
Woke to find desire and dislocation
Yr always heavy in rotation
Coming on, flirting with the nation
I feel that I could burst
Gimme a little drink of yr sweet shine
Why is the way you grew (?)
Still in the soul wanting you (?)
Smelling the nite jasmine
Hypnotises me
The flower tells me stories
That make me sick and free
I know you, I'm from you
I know you, I'm from you
Whoooooow
I'm coming home momma, to Swall Drive
Alice is a chain store
Down past 1st and Vine
You can shop there anytime
It's all very fine
Look his hair is colored, do you think he grows
Look it's changing colors, it's bigger than a hose (?)
Look it's changing colors, it's bigger than a rose (?)
Look it's changing colors, it's bigger than a pose (?)
Look it's changing colors, it's bigger than a hose (?)
Look it's changing...
Pretend to everlast a lady
Marlboro belt unbuckled baby
They told me you were just crazy
I feel that I could burst
Gimme a little drink of yr sweet time
Is it the way you think?
Or just a pattern of yr glory
Is it just some story?
You wrote all for me
Do you think yr my home?
Down deep yr just a little whorey
I know you, I'm from you
I know you, I'm from you
Whoooooow
I'm coming home to Swall Drive
Cowboys are languishin'
Little girl's are bees
Is it really a green stage coach
Crawling up to me
I dreamt that you were my vacation
Woke to find desire and dislocation
Yr always heavy in rotation
Coming on, flirting with the nation
I feel that I could burst
Gimme a little drink of yr sweet shine
Why is the way you grew (?)
Still in the soul wanting you (?)
Smelling the nite jasmine
Hypnotises me
The flower tells me stories
That make me sick and free
I know you, I'm from you
I know you, I'm from you
Whoooooow
I'm coming home momma, to Swall Drive
Alice is a chain store
Down past 1st and Vine
You can shop there anytime
It's all very fine
Look his hair is colored, do you think he grows
Look it's changing colors, it's bigger than a hose (?)
Look it's changing colors, it's bigger than a rose (?)
Look it's changing colors, it's bigger than a pose (?)
Look it's changing colors, it's bigger than a hose (?)
Look it's changing...
Writer: KIM GORDON, LEE M. RANALDO, STEVEN JAY SHELLEY, THURSTON JOSEPH MOORE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Experimental Jet Set, Trash and No Star is the eighth studio album by American experimental rock band Sonic Youth, released on May 10, 1994, by DGC Records. It was produced by Butch Vig and recorded at Sear Sound studio in New York City, the same studio where the band's 1987 album Sister was recorded. Unlike its predecessor Dirty, Experimental Jet Set features a more low-key approach and references the band's earlier work on the independent record label SST Records. The album contains quieter and more relaxed songs that deal with personal and political topics.
Upon release, Experimental Jet Set reached No. 34 on the US Billboard Top 200 chart and No. 10 on the UK Albums Chart. It was the band's highest peak on the US charts until their 2009 album The Eternal reached No. 18. The song "Bull in the Heather" was released as a single and as a music video featuring Kathleen Hanna of Bikini Kill. The album received generally favorable reviews from music critics, who highlighted the band's ability to create both noise and melody. However, some felt that the album's anti-commercial style was difficult to appreciate.
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Sonic YouthUpon release, Experimental Jet Set reached No. 34 on the US Billboard Top 200 chart and No. 10 on the UK Albums Chart. It was the band's highest peak on the US charts until their 2009 album The Eternal reached No. 18. The song "Bull in the Heather" was released as a single and as a music video featuring Kathleen Hanna of Bikini Kill. The album received generally favorable reviews from music critics, who highlighted the band's ability to create both noise and melody. However, some felt that the album's anti-commercial style was difficult to appreciate.
Genre(s): Noise rock
Producer(s): Butch Vig, Sonic Youth
Length: 50:10
Released: May 10th, 1994
Year: 1994