Wednesday, September 24, 2008

TVD First Date | ...with Sad Crocodile

John Foster may have found fame in the design world but he certainly didn't encounter happiness. Performing his confessional songs under the Sad Crocodile moniker and enlisting some of the area's top talent to help out, he may well be the most honest songwriter in DC. (And it should be noted, an ardent supporter of this very blog.)

Here are the lyrics to "Holy Water Down." What more do you need to know?

she said it's been a long long way
she can barely carry the weight
she said she likes cornbread
she said she likes dangerous men

I just smiled back at her
spent my last joke on her
at least I agree with the part about the cornbread
at least I agree with the part about the cornbread

she said don't put up a fight
just fall into me tonight
I know a place where we can go
I know a place where...

now it's early Sunday morn
and I'm still late for church
not a pair of dress shoes anywhere in sight
not a goddamn tie that I can buy

she just smiles down at me
says she likes my attack
on the TV remote
if it helps God - I don't know

she said don't put up a fight
just fall into me tonight
I know a place where we can go
I know a place where...

now I truly did not know
holy water went so slow
from my mouth to my throat
if it helps God - I don't know

The track "Lawrence Hates Maurice" was written exclusively for The Vinyl District. The first person to correctly answer who the names refer to wins a limited edition silkscreen poster from Mr. Foster.


Sad Crocodile - Promised I'd Write Something Nice (Mp3)
Sad Crocodile - When The Sun Goes Down (Mp3)
Sad Crocodile - Holy Water Down (Mp3)
Sad Crocodile - Sad at Me (Mp3)
Sad Crocodile - Lawrence Hates Maurice (Mp3)

TVD's Daily Wax

"I'll probably never produce a masterpiece, but so what? I feel I have a Sound aborning, which is my own, and that Sound if erratic is still my greatest pride, because I would rather write like a dancer shaking my ass to boogaloo inside my head, and perhaps reach only readers who like to use books to shake their asses, than to be or write for the man cloistered in a closet somewhere reading Aeschylus while this stupefying world careens crazily past his waxy windows toward its last raving sooty feedback pirouette."
-Lester Bangs, "A Quick Trip Through My Adolescence", 1968


Blondie - X Offender (Mp3)
The Heartbreakers - Chinese Rocks (Mp3)
Dead Boys - Sonic Reducer (Mp3)
The Runaways - Cherry Bomb (Mp3)
New York Dolls - Personality Crisis (Mp3)