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Lightning Made Us Who We Are

by Black Owls

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1.
see if you can figure it out. We don't remember what Dave was saying. Dave doesn't remember what Dave was saying.
2.
Julias Morningstar (free) 03:06
J J J Julias Morningstar how fine we think you are t t t taking our breath away fff follow you everyday • If we could unwrap the white light then we'd see the truth that you hold the golden key to unlock our youth If you weren't so sobering and we weren't so stoned we'd cast off the trappings & give you all we've ever owned. J J J Julias Morninstar keep heavens gate ajar a a and if your flags unfurled we'll see your satin world J J J Julias Morningstar can I ride in your car? we'll teach the world to dream c c cover it in our cream • J J J Julias Morningstar J J J Julias Morningstar J J J Julias Morningstar
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Mrs. Someday 02:30
hey miss'us someday you got nerve to string along you got nerve to sing-a-long to this love song hey miss'us someday you know I will not wait that long you know I will not wait this long for just a maybe blame it on the moonlight blame it on the firelight come on baby this could be our night I love this song I love the way it gets down come on baby don't you sit down now now, now, now hey miss'us someday you know this might be our last chance this might be our last dance so come on baby hey miss'us someday you know I will not wait that long you know I will not wait this long for just a maybe .....come on baby blame it on the moonlight blame it on the firelight come on baby this could be our night I love this song I love the way it gets down come on baby don't you sit down hey miss'us someday you got nerve to string along you got nerve to sing-a-long to this love song
4.
I know you've seen us - you've had t've seen us walking spanish - talking smack We're on your radar - dark storms in motion coming swiftly on jet streams from afar So please forgive us - our trespasses It's just nature taking course It's not on purpose - just being natural see, lightning made us who we are You walk on carpets - We walk on splinters You sense us coming - We smell the fear The truth has found you - it always finds you but now you're passed out on the floor. don't fear the lightning - it's just our maker it's just our maker making noise to call us home now - to make us listen and to eclipse your shining star
5.
He's all covered in panther sweat feeling like death but he's not dead yet He bites his lip while he's placing the bet His only sin is regret. He played some social disease roulette. Got laid with someone that he just met. Drank till he's blind, see if he'd forget. now the devil has smoked his last cigarette. Aggression flies when you get upset. Blood pressures up and your soaking wet. Now what you give is what you will get. for such a bloody & painful debt. her choice to roll with the gypsy set seemed nothing more than a minor threat now she's a chalk line silhouette washing away down on Lafayette.
6.
I have seen them they shoot vacuum cleaners by the side of the road I've seen the graveyards and the spent loads behind the tower blocks and the playground of bricks where jobs are dirty down on working class tricks with their mud-rusty buckshot spatter and the black eyes on their dates where back seats are for jumper cables & jumping ladies and the front seats for altered states - I have seen them they roll on chrome 22's in a shit brown chevelle smells like detroit city - but I'm sure that it's hell they're altered statesmen - they're purveyors of vice & the hoods have got their backs - so think twice & play nice. I have seen them. And I know what they do - and they'll do it to you.
7.
Mr. Tornado (free) 04:29
Broken homes stare at cash advances rusted fenders and plastic toys storage lockers are for rent in the backyard they're protected by the dirtiest girls and the most savage of boys and the trailer witches in their shit brown neons share lotto dreams on a cigarette break the above ground pools - they of reek fallow water when the sirens blow baby - it's already too late We're waiting on something better Our numbers to come up, for our lucky break We're waiting for mister tornado We've nothing left good but plenty to take the funnel will blow off our misery and it'll sweep clean our terrible lives it'll sand blast our horrible children and steal our detestable wives. and on that day it'll be lucky and it'll be funny and on that day we will clean up the slate and on that day there will be no good warning when the sirens blow baby - it's already too late
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Surf Nap (free) 01:06
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We travel on the backs of whales 'cause they're big enough to hold us and they like to breath the same air and they seldom get upset. The devil never gets in our way cause he, don't like to mess with water and the whales they don't care about him he's no fisherman out for the slaughter Visionary pilots of mammals that love us we wear tall boots to keep us warm mind the blowholes and keep your eyes out I think I sense a coming storm Our whales they can't go to shore 'cause they'd wash up on the beaches so the dolphins they are our dinghies they are gentle and they like our music God can't catch us now cause we're riding our whales to Boston and we'll need to dry our clothes out after travelin' on the backs of whales.
10.
I found something you will like Listen to this son Heard it just the other night Listen to this song I can't get it out of my head Listen to this song So damn good they must be dead Listen to this song It'll captivate my life for a week or two Now I understand their life, and you will too Listen to this song Listen to this song Push the replay I don't mind Listen to this song I could stand a million times Listen to this song On the bus or in my car Listen to this song No distant point will seem too far Listen to this song I'll remember to this day - being so blown away It defines you and me so perfectly I'll remember to this day - being so blown away It defines you and me so perfectly
11.
My guitar might kill you - it has a mind of it's own many eardrums broken - many speakers blown my guitar might kill you - it maims all you see though my guitar is evil - It means the world to me Weapons are like children - keep them supervised guitars are like women - cunning and comprised strings of slings and arrows - electric voices rise all just fun and games - until somebody dies. My guitar might kill you - it has a mind of it's own many eardrums broken - many speakers blown it's case is like a coffin - lined in velvet trim my guitar might kill you - though the chance is slim 'cause my guitar is old - it cannot raise the dead but it can kill the voices - living in your head. strings of slings and arrows - electric voices rise all just fun and games - until somebody dies. DON'T DIE!
12.
Fishing for compliments - compliments that compromise arrogance a-plenty - all these clouds in my eyes rules of engagement - plays from a playbook you wrote me to keep me guessing stay down where you belong - she told me Stay down now she said - that's what she said to me That's right that's right that's right You come around and you talk about - talkin' bout it You said you knew but you didn't know anything You want to know me - but you don't want to know me You wanna keep me down but you cannot do it honey You stretch your neck out like a swan on Sunday You are like a bouquet of roses – or razor blades You come around and you talkin' trash – throwin' cash you come around with your photographs photographs Stay down now she said - that's what she said to me That's right that's right that's right
13.
Forecaster please - Is that your needle on me? Forecast the need - if you're deceiving me Impossible to hold in my senses monsters kept in cardboard fences Why did you lie? - I love you though it's wrong Hate it when you cry - it makes the night so long There's a reason why the pain creeps in to give us feeling - deep revealing Forecaster please - why do you lie to me? Down on my knees - reveal the death of glory Fortune teller forecasting monsters Fortune teller forecasting nightmares Fortune teller forecast confusion Find it hard - to hold on to myself Find it hard - to let me go Forecaster please - Is that your needle on me? Forecast the need - if you're deceiving me There's a reason why the pain creeps in to give us feeling - deep revealing Forecaster please - Reveal the monster in me
14.
We were sent here on a mission to explore the darkest corners of our own feeble minds we were given strict orders to follow through and to report back our discoveries and finds spaceship leaves in one second so climb aboard we'll light it up and fly and not leave the ground past all the atmosphere of not doing anything where space is empty and we can't hear a sound we are astronauts of nothing our second sight is just a curse humping about our useless universe just sad time travel in reverse I guess we could just turn around now the journey couldn't get much worse 'cause we're just stupid astronauts of nothing dead ends for paragons perverse mission control on coffee table calls out the tower looms and water landings' secured radar is showing clear weather and reruns another hapless evenings boredom is assured and through the porthole signs of life in the distance I swear it's calling out our names as it comes moving so swiftly that I lose my connection the bright stars fade out as the empty capsule hums
15.
Electrified 02:42
The show is on – so start your amplifiers The sound is RISING & it will take you higher. A power chord - might be a wave goodbye You're soaking wet & much too young to die. So flip the switch. It's time to get ELECTRIFIED OH OH OH OH OH OH OH We're your conductor. It's time to get ELECTRIFIED Just plug us in. It's time to get ELECTRIFIED OH OH OH OH OH OH OH We are not grounded. It's time to get ELECTRIFIED The live wire is dancing in the city street You're hopped up & kicking it with bare feet In your headphones - the singer tells it true rock and roll would surely be the death of you. You want the passion but you don't wanna play you're bored with each new day at least that's what you say Take the radio and jump into the shower instant passion - 50 thousand watts of power!
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about

With Guided by Voices long gone, the Black Owls are filling a real void in our lives, creating pompous, over-the-top-rock without making pains to show how tongue-in-cheek they are.
If you’ve never spent any time with Guided by Voices, or the Who for that matter, the album will be just as enjoyable—the Black Owls have a knack for well-crafted, substantial rock songs that are catchy as hell. But it won’t make as much sense. If, on the other hand, you have spent time with those two groups, Lightning is for you.
Rick Allen, the other paper - Columbus, Ohio

Strange, beautiful things take place after the sun goes down, and the Black Owls revel in an all-nighter guitar sound that burns brightly in the dark. Lightning Made Us Who We Are, their 2008 debut album, is a masterful slice of booze-fueled super rock.
In Lightning Made Us Who We Are, you'll find traces of everything from the Rolling Stones to Roxy Music to Husker Du. It all adds up to their own infectious brand of rust-belt glam-rock, with "cautionary tales of excess" sardonically disguised as soaring guitar anthems.
The exuberant "Julius Morningstar" sets the tone for the rest of the record: pulsating drum stomps, righteous guitar riffs, and Butler's slicing tenor. The title track takes on lean, efficient tones reminiscent of the Cars and early Cheap Trick, and showcases the band's ironic proclivity to meld the majestic with the pitifully ordinary.
Kinetic energy courses through Lightning's world of lost mid-western souls and cosmic guitars. The band's unabashed desire to dish catchy, corn-fed power cords while giving songs titles like "We Travel on the Backs of Whales" and "My Guitar Might Kill You" reveals the Owls' sarcastic charm, but there's no denying Lightning's appeal as an exceptionally well-made rock record. - ADAM SCOPPA, 614 MAGAZINE

Insert disc, grab a MILLER HIGH LIFE and press play. Ohio natives THE BLACK OWLS have put together some of the best well crafted songs influenced by some of this country (and others) best known musicians that still make their mark today. This disc is loaded with hints of The Rolling Stones, The WHO, The Ramones and Georgia Satellites—to say the least—with a vibe of your favorite local BAR band playing their hearts out till all hours of the night. Plenty of danceable tracks, a few absolute anthems and creative music abilities that make this band stand apart from the past (and make the future seem more pleasant). Sometimes you have to go back a step and appreciate what was before ever understanding what will be. History has made it's mark, and it is time for the present to do the same — THE BLACK OWLS have a firm foothold in creating a new history for Rock n' Roll. This CD is a complete celebration of music at it's finest and should not be ignored.
- Dave Fishwick the Neus Subject

Judging from the neo-psychedelic sounds found on its debut LP, "Lightning Made Us Who We Are," Granville, Ohio-based Black Owls is an anomaly in Amish country. Rather than dabbling in something rootsy, Ed Shuttleworth (guitars, vocals), Mike Brewer (guitars, vocals), David Butler (vocals, drums) and Dan Cochran (bass, vocals) push a garage-rock agenda that also draws from the British Invasion, new wave, glam and '70's post-punk.
And despite the varied influences, this crew has fashioned its favorite styles into a focused and infectious sound.
The new album, released on the group's own Moholy Pop Records, is sure to get listeners moving. Black Owls recorded at Central City Recording in Columbus with Jon Chinn, who gave "Mr. Tornado," "Julias Morningstar" and other killer cuts a muscular, timeless qualilty that serves the material well. Clever arrangements, outstanding twin guitar play and a keen sense of dynamics heighten the listening experience.
-Don Thrasher - Active Dayton, Dayton Daily News

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released September 1, 2008

David Butler - Vocals, Drums
Ed Shuttleworth - Guitars, Vocals, Bass
Mike Brewer - Guitars, Vocals, Bass

Produced by Black Owls
Engineered by Jon Chinn & Black Owls
Recorded at Central City Recording, Columbus Ohio
Addl tracks recorded at Cordwoven Nest Studio
Mastered by Jon Chinn

all lyrics & music by Black Owls
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