Shiny Red Nothing’s Music Videos



Shiny Red Nothing is devoted to lo-fi Blackgrass excellence, esoteric amalgams of ephemeral public domain footage (sometimes with gratuitous nudity), and psyche-scratching lyrical leakage that tugs at the heartstrings from the psychic stadium of the seventh dimension. Parental guidance is advised.


1. The Ballad of Nefarious Falling


The true source of her power

Was tattooed to her back

Swinging around to her navel


It's so fun when

It's so fun when I fall

It's alright 'cause

It's alright, it's a lovely hole

That I'm falling from


The true source of string power

Is a sticker upon its back

Of a turtle cathedral

Growing out of its back


It's so fun when

It's so fun when I fall

It's alright 'cause

It's alright, it's a lovely hole

That I'm falling from


The true source of his power

Resides within his cave

Red light falls upon it 


It's so fun when

It's so fun when I fall

It's alright 'cause

It's alright, it's a lovely hole

That I'm falling from




2. Chorus of the Zombie Apocalypso


the zombie

apocalypso is the song of this prudish

melody we’re calling “God”

and all his daughters

are conjuring up six pagan dogs with their priestesses with fiery red flesh headdresses on her

and all the muddy

rivers of this vital Earth are over teeming

with six corpses giving birth to awful armies

rape the world and giving head to the master, all the dead look simply understated in his arms

and I was certain to be the wander

certain certain certain certain

certain to be the wander

certain certain certain certain

certain to be the one

certainly the wandering eye of 666

keep me abreast, keep me abreast, keep me abreast of the

zombie

apocalypso is the song

of the prudish

melody we’re singing, God




3. The Ashtray Session - Live 5/21/19



4. Psychic Red, Psychic Blue


Psychic Red and psychic blue

Possess a golden kind of hue

Gets cast down

Hits the ground

And absorbs in to

Psychic grass with psychic roots

Feels way down in search of nu-

Trient rich, friends with dishes

Psychic food


All that I wonder

All that I want

All that I wander 

And all that I want

Is you


Psychic well of psychic glue

Blows right by like a breeze do

It gets stuck to your feeling

Psychic cool


All that I wonder

All that I want

All that I wander 

And all that I want

Is you


Psychic Red, Psychic Blue

Psychic Red, Psychic Blue

Psychic Red, Psychic Blue

Psychic Red, Psychic Blue




5. The Devil Can’t Dance


sweet is the day, when you pass it away

with your hips and your thighs and your feet and your legs

she surely can’t dance, but she surely can sway

what it’s really about is the lips on her face

it’s a sin, girl

it’s a sin, girl

when you sway, oh

it’s a sin


I do not know where she learned it all from

her daddy’s side or maybe her mom

sweet Jesus knows what I’m talking about

it’s the devil’s work when she comes around

it’s a sin, girl

it’s a sin, girl

when you sway, oh

it’s a sin


I heard the truth in an old country song

the preacher’s not right if his wife is all wrong

the devil can’t dance, but she surely can shake

the devil can’t dance, but she surely can sway




6. Countess Crystalline


7. Hell Oh



8. A View Of Morning Light


Look, baby, a diamond of night sky

like a needle eye’s view of the morning light

and when I see you with the very next day

we’ll smile and say, “It’s good to see my friend again”

with every thing you learn you’ll know well that you are

with every color you discern from another color that tells you

with your keen light, yeah, you will surely travel far

you’re not unlike that diamond star




9. A Hidden Portal To Another Dimension


nothing, shiny red

it’s a way of thinking

a view from my bed

a story in my head

a bite from my bread

declarative? not really

I’d rather hang back

and just let you see me

indivisible, not biblical

roundabout cylindrical

check out my mandible

while I ride around this turntable

action? I make things happen

my mind is like a weapon

I go everywhere strappin’

visible but invisible

I’ll start you out with the physical

check out my rhymes to this

as you try to get a handle

hotel, motel, Holiday Inn

you spent the night with me

and now you think about me daily

bizarre stream of consciousness

picture painting, Haley

if we summon the demons, baby

you’ve claimed that keep you at bay

do you think we speak the right language, maybe

to convince them all to go away?

a small thing, curious

at least you're feeling something

while cleaning out your head

we’re talking in my bed

a peek inside – a shred

a revealing look while you’re spread

scandalous? Well, if you please me

you’re fortified, dressed to fight

please, girl, let’s keep it light

me? understandable, not tyrannical

I’m lovable

not undercover tough

walk around in my weird once and you’ll never get enough

the table’s not open

the sign does not say “welcome”

let’s speculate; imagination

maybe infestation; Mars’ spider invasion

a hidden portal to another dimension

put your phone away before I stage an intervention

don’t look like that, it’s not my invention

ok, we’re off track

let me get my game on

and ok, we’re back

my hands are full, not puritanical

there’s no religion, just what’s tangible

my mandible, the flow from my burning candle

is burning brightly, intensely; do you see it?

if we summon the demons, baby

you’ve claimed that keep you at bay

do you think we speak the right language, maybe

to convince them all to go away?




10. Baited Breath

Please call and say, “Come over!” when you’re done with your homework, and you wanna come play
I’ll try and play it cool while my heart is racing like it wants to get out

I can’t wait, no I can’t hardly wait
I can’t wait, no I can’t hardly wait

It’s like a Friday evening with the weakest promise of chocolate ice cream 
When we can get together, it’s like candy confection, it’s my favorite thing

So long
So sad
When you’re gone
Oh, come back!
We’ll sing
Like this
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba

I can’t wait, no I can’t hardly wait
I can’t wait, no I can’t hardly wait



11. Baited Breath (Ashtray Session)


Please call and say, “Come over!” when you’re done with your homework, and you wanna come play
I’ll try and play it cool while my heart is racing like it wants to get out

I can’t wait, no I can’t hardly wait
I can’t wait, no I can’t hardly wait

It’s like a Friday evening with the weakest promise of chocolate ice cream 
When we can get together, it’s like candy confection, it’s my favorite thing

So long
So sad
When you’re gone
Oh, come back!
We’ll sing
Like this
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba

I can’t wait, no I can’t hardly wait
I can’t wait, no I can’t hardly wait



12. Lovely Mathematician (Ashtray Session)


she spoke that sweet language

killed me cemetery dead

she spoke that sweet language

killed me cemetery dead

she spoke that sweet language

killed me cemetery dead

now the vibrations from her tongue still bounce through my head


she shook her tambourine

invoked a sweet spirit

she shook her tambourine

invoked a sweet spirit

she shook her tambourine

invoked a sweet spirit

now my body’s left me writhing freely, making me sweat


I said some cosmic theme’s come conquered me and lulled me to being

some cosmic theme’s come conquered me and lulled me to being

some cosmic theme’s come conquered me and lulled me to being

now my heart’s a beating constant of her equation


she worked out hoodoo ragtime

with femme caramel skin

she worked out hoodoo ragtime

with femme caramel skin

she worked out hoodoo ragtime

with femme caramel skin

now my two-beat pulse is racing out of syncopation


I said some cosmic theme’s come conquered me and lulled me to being

some cosmic theme’s come conquered me and lulled me to being

some cosmic theme’s come conquered me and lulled me to being

now my heart’s a beating factor of her equation


she rode ellipse around me

friended me like a fire

she rode ellipse around me

friended me like a fire

she rode ellipse around me

friended me like a fire

now my satellite’s in orbit with copernican spin


I said some cosmic theme’s come conquered me and lulled me to being

some cosmic theme’s come conquered me and lulled me to being

some cosmic theme’s come conquered me and lulled me to being

now my heart’s a beating factor of her equation

I said a lovely mathematician’s got me factored in




13. Becky, Go Home (Ashtray Session)


Becky, don't you know that's not the way that its done

Russell’s chasing after Moses with his old shotgun

 and Becky 

Cant you choose the one you love?

Terry’s not an honest man

He's stealing from the trucks at work 


and Becky, please

Go home

You've been sleeping on the couch for days

Drinking all the beer and saying 

You ain’t got no reason 

you ain’t got no reason 

you ain’t got no reason to go home

 

Sister liz is out there telling tales 

She's at grandmas and she's got her on the telephone calling Russell saying,

“Russell go and get your gun.

You won’t believe what our sweet little becky has gone and done!” 


and Becky, please 

Go home 

You've been sleeping on the couch for days 

Drinking all the beer and sayin’ 

Rusty’s kicked Dilaudids 

He's calling on the phone and he's crying in my ear, saying, “Man, I need my Becky

Man, I need my Becky

Man, I need my sweet becky at hooooome!”




14. Poor Compass (Ashtray Session)


longest hours, they get spent

casting a gaze upon it

like a puzzle of pieces

that just don’t fit

I taped to the shower door

and used as a poor compass to find the floor


and when the morning thanks the breeze

for

growing through the windows of the trees

I feel at ease

I feel at ease


elbow neck up a purpled highway

a sentient walking stick, screaming,

“Don’t look my way”

hide behind mohawk’s punkish coat

a demon’s reaching out from behind his back

and he’s planted where he stands


and when the morning thanks the breeze

for

growing through the windows of the trees

I feel at ease

I feel at ease


intersecting minds with parallel lines

somebody’s words, probably mine

and when the morning thanks the breeze

for

growing through the windows of the trees

I feel at ease

I feel at ease




15. Let Me Be Your Liquor Man


I go to the liquor store

Run out and go back for more

And in the evening when I leave the bar

I stop at the drive through Liquor store

Yeah


I got good genes in me




16. The Wolf Vs. the Vampire Queen (Another Ashtray Session)



17. Honey (Ashtray Session)


I’ve got no money, honey, but I’ve got some news

I’ve got a handmade shelter, the fire shows my moods

So, let’s get cozy

Your secret, show me

We’ll set it loose


Leena, feel the beat

Know where your center’s at

The fire takes your feet

Tiny crop circles form

Shadows, dust, and light

Play with my senses torn

Leena, feel the beat

Know where my center’s at

I can surely lead you on to the commotion

Leena, feel the beat


I’ve got no money, honey, but I’ve got no blues

We need no man-made currency to stock our rooms

So, let’s get cozy

Your secret, show me

We’ll set it loose




18. Sessions For Stevie’s Cinematic Single



19. A Walk In the Park (demo)



20. Becky, Go Home (Another Ashtray Session)


Becky, don't you know that's not the way that its done

Russell’s chasing after Moses with his old shotgun

 and Becky 

Cant you choose the one you love?

Terry’s not an honest man

He's stealing from the trucks at work 


and Becky, please

Go home

You've been sleeping on the couch for days

Drinking all the beer and saying 

You ain’t got no reason 

you ain’t got no reason 

you ain’t got no reason to go home

 

Sister liz is out there telling tales 

She's at grandmas and she's got her on the telephone calling Russell saying,

“Russell go and get your gun.

You won’t believe what our sweet little becky has gone and done!” 


and Becky, please 

Go home 

You've been sleeping on the couch for days 

Drinking all the beer and sayin’ 

Rusty’s kicked Dilaudids 

He's calling on the phone and he's crying in my ear, saying, “Man, I need my Becky

Man, I need my Becky

Man, I need my sweet becky at hooooome!”



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