Nur Ein VII - Cassettes

[Caravan Ray]

Cassettes
by
Genevieve Johnson and The Chiefs

I wrote:
Voila ma funky cassette
Voulez-vous dansez avec moi?
Nous sommes dans la deche
Mais le monde est une discoteque
L'Allemagne, casse-toi
Voila ma funky cassette
Les chansons ils sont bete
L'argent - au revoir
Nous sommes dans la deche
Danse comme 1977
Voulez-vous avoir un menage a trois?
Voila ma funky cassette
Je m'en fou, la crise de la dette
L'espagnol ils sont sans espoir
Nous sommes dans la deche
Va te faire voir chez les Grecs
L'Eurozone, baise toi
Voila ma funky cassette
Nous sommes dans la deche


and this is what Google Translate says I wrote:
This is my funky tape
Will you dance with me?
We're Down and Out
But the world is a discoteque
Germany, breaks up
This is my funky tape
The songs are stupid
The money - goodbye
We're Down and Out
Dance like 1977
Do you want a menage a trois?
This is my funky tape
I do not care, the debt crisis
The Spanish are hopeless
We're Down and Out
Get lost among the Greeks
The Eurozone, fuck you
This is my funky tape
We're Down and Out

[Manhattan Glutton]

The title is Cassettes. This is a ploy to get us all to write the wrong song and fail!

[RangerDenni]

ahhh. just plural it. Then you can be a DJ, with a double deck. Like for mixy-mixing.
Just like me!!!

[nyjm]

Must.resist.urge.to.correct.le.français.

[j$]

I already failed, by PM. You'd probably do it better than moi, mind.

[Caravan Ray]

Must.resist.urge.to.correct.le.français.

Hey - it's mon premiere draft. Give it le temps.
And what is this "francais" stuff? I only speak franglais.

[frankie big face]

Cassettes - Frankie Big Face

Put it all on the cassettes
We'll invest our faith in audio
Acetate never forgets

We've lived a life of no regrets
Embracing the open window
Put it all on the cassettes

The new ones will settle our debts
To the planet we sorely owe
Acetate never forgets

We were ready for the bayonets
Not for the chemical glow
Put it all on the cassettes

The night will harbor our silhouettes
The sun will rise on the crow
Acetate never forgets

And when our last duet
Makes its final diminuendo
Put it all on the cassettes
Acetate never forgets

[furrypedro]

Cassettes by The Worldly Self-Assurance

It's all about tapes
I mean like cassesttes
Though they don't sound great
But I heard it on the grape
Vine, I'll tell you 'bout the rest
It's all about tapes (yeah it's all about....)

Forget about fate
The spool is the best
Though they don't sound great
I got my first from a mate
Could've been the Sheds <--(as in Shed 7)
It's all about tapes (yeah it's all about)

I made a mix today
To get some things off my chest
Though they don't sound great
There's some things I wanna say
No matter what comes next
It's all about tapes
Though they don't sound great

Just spin that one more time
Before the spindle breaks now
Just spin that one last time
If you want I can show you how
The music playing, the bodies swaying
Just spin that one last time
Before the spindle breaks now

It’s all about the tapes
I mean like cassettes
Though they don’t sound great

If the beat comes late
Make the counter reset
It’s all about the tapes (yeah it’s all about)

Reach into my crate
The groove I caress
Naw, this don’t sound great

Pry the plastic case
Now we’re gonna get wrecked
It’s all about the tapes y’all

Across the USA
Among the soviets
Though they don’t sound great

Before you press play
Turn a pencil till it’s stretched
It’s all about the tapes

I'm a Nakamichi Dragon

[Manhattan Glutton]

My tapes live in the drawer.
They've been there for several years.
They're not needed anymore.

Hid behind a closet door
A place I almost never peer
My tapes live in the drawer.

Like a whale beached on the shore,
And just to make things crystal clear...
They're not needed anymore.

The music I once adored,
The standouts and the pioneers.
My tapes live in the drawer.

Obsolete once, twice, and more,
Reduced to simple souvenirs
They're not needed anymore.

For their fate I am now tore,
They'll never return to my ears
My tapes live in the drawer.
They're not needed anymore.

[bgm]

Cassettes
by bgm

if we were boxes filled with empty space
amongst the useless junk our lives accrue
cassettes without a label or a case

so easy to exist without a face
tell crying tales as if each one were true
if we were boxes filled with empty space

the trick to find the perfect trusting place
inventing troubled people no one knew
cassettes without a label or a case

no reason to retract or to erase
a conscience wouldn't make us think things through
if we were boxes filled with empty space

when all the stories twist and interlace
and everything's so fake it all seems new
cassettes without a label or a case

they'd all be unaware we'd run a race
what power would we gain when we withdrew
if we were boxes filled with empty space
cassettes without a label or a case

[Ross]

Cassettes
By Ross Durand

I didn't think that they would still play
Just trying to clean up this place
Now all I hear are ghosts of yesterday

You know, I almost threw em all away
Seemed like just a big waste of space
I didn't think that they would still play

But now I don't know what to say
Popped one or two cassettes out of their case
And all I hear are ghosts of yesterday

I got CDs, mp3s and BluRay
But this box has things I never could replace
I didn't think that they would still play

You and I used to blast 'em out the window every day
And all my mind can see is your face
And all I hear are ghosts of yesterday

And these cassettes that I dug up today
Uncovered memories I never can erase
I didn't think that they would still play
And all I hear are ghosts of yesterday

[RangerDenni]

DJ RANGER DEN

I know I can't rewind us back again
so I record these new things desperately.
And you deserve a nicer word than friend.

You wrote over so many bad ends.
But my troubles thread out tiny openings.
I know I can't rewind us back again.

And you can't spool hearts inside themselves again
like with pens forced in cassettes - center spokes spinning ...
and you deserve a nicer word than friend!

So yes, this is a tangled mess we're in;
but I know we've got no plans for the leaving.
I know I can't rewind us back again...

I bet there is something here...I can win!
at least that's what you keep on making me believe;
And you deserve a nicer word than friend...

so yeah, I won't tape over anything you send,
but the record of these things must be made by me.
I know I can't rewind us back again -
and you deserve a nicer word than friend.