Listen Up! 360º Head Rotation – Live on RedFM

As you may have known, I adore 360º Head Rotation, at the very least for being portly big-boned guys my age who are adamant about rocking out better than most of you kids out there! He! He!

Anyway, here’s a recording of their appearance on RedFM at about 6.30 PM today. The programme “Red Evening Rush Show” features a 30 minutes slot called “Acoustic Wednesdays” and apparently it has been going on for a while now. I’m blissfully ignorant about local radioshows but this one is pretty cool since they feature local independent bands and singer-songwriters.

Being on air and shit, there are a coupla words and some usual parts of the songs expertly self-censored by Rafil; so don’t expect the exhilarating “motherfucckkker!” on None. The hosts, well, one of them suggested that the band’s sound is “glam rock”, with “Bowie and The Clash” as references. Hmmm. Yeah, but not really, isn’t it? It’s more sardonically inclined and rocking version of Brit-goth, without the eyeliner. Glam rock? More like Glum Rock!

While you’re listening, do check out:

360dhr.com

and (just to be nice to RedFM) ehemm, go and stream their programming here: red1049.com. The regular Acoustic Wednesdays slot happens around 6.30 PM every Wednesday.

and yes, singalong!

Better

When the masses come out in droves
Flares on the sea give a sickly glow
When the howling woman creeps in your home
And machines begin to know
When the adversary comes out to play
He’ll tell you he’s tame and well behaved, well

It doesn’t get better than this
Hard to get better than this
Never get better than this
Hard to get better than this.

Vanadium upon your lips
You’ve had unscheduled trips
Now the semaphore men say “come again!”
To the second girl living inside your head
She really wants to come out and play
She says she’s tame and well behaved but

Vain and in disbelief
You’re wet and incomplete
Now you’re venting heavies and butane chains
And I warm up to your heat
You say you want to come out and play
Tell me you’re tame and well behaved well,

Copyright © Rafil Elyas 2004

None (Shall Worship You)

Boys come to the shore for vanadium whores
The cemetery men will pound at your door
Amateur housewives and porn star blogs
Fuel your obsession with heroin dogs

No one will come to worship you
No one will ever worship you

My beauty, demure and so scaringly tame
Come to the risers to put out the flames
Of burning white lilies everything new
Sunspots disrupting my vision of truth

Construction of mores so perfectly timed
I prick your soft finger, you’re ever so kind
Amorphous, no framework, no crystalline treat
Comes quickly to claim you my perfect meat

I offset your gain while being so calm
You sum up your errors show me your palm
Disfigured, discolored, so perfectly you
Disfigured, discolored, so perfectly you

Copyright © Rafil Elyas 2004