Michael Louis Serafin-Wells

 
 

Music

Go Negative

by Bipolar Explorer

Released 2005
Slugg Records
Released 2005
Slugg Records
Guitar-driven, hyper-literate indie rock. Melodic with punky echoes.
  • 02:37 Lyrics
    The Nervous Set

    Anytime at all
    Right step, blue chip
    See right through this
    Dedicate the retrobated
    Great escape clause
    Right step blue chip
    See right through this
    Final station
    Most favored nation
    The nervous set won't let you rest
    No no no
    I might suggest, under duress
    This thing could blow
    Anytime at all
    Red room, ice lip
    Won't pull through this
    This time, your dime
    All will fall
    Red room, I slip
    Won't pull through this
    Not this time
    Or anytime
    You place your bet
    You'll get yours yet
    Oh ho ho
    Lies can't protect an overstep
    I guess I'll go
    'Cause anytime
    Anytime at all
    At all...

  • 03:49 Lyrics
    I Forgot

    Well, ya know, just don't start
    Cause when we come apart
    I'll be the one who smarts
    Reprise the great lost art
    Don't ask, don't tell
    I forgot
    So maybe ya know
    You mighta been told
    Even your team's in tears
    Know what you mean
    It's just I'm not keen
    Whadda you mean you can't drive?
    That's no fuckin' alibi
    I'm always on your side
    All who are left deride
    And you can't spell
    So maybe ya know
    You mighta been told
    Even your team's in tears
    Know what you mean
    It's just I'm not keen to give it away
    Don't give it away
    No!
    Ya know what I mean
    We can't change this scene
    He knows where you've been
    'Cause she knows me, too
    I don't wanna fight
    You'll keep me up all damn night
    Past every warning light
    And nothing if not away from you
    So maybe I know
    I guess I've been told
    Even my team's in tears
    Know what you mean
    It's just I'm not keen
    To give it away
    You gave it away
    Yeah, you.
    There oughta be a law
    To keep this kinda thing off my paws
    I don't wanna see you crawl
    Or maybe that's me after all
    Maybe it's true
    Since you forgot me
    I forgot too

  • 04:07 Lyrics
    Now Hear This!

    Up for down
    Turn your life around

    All this time at the table never did you any favors
    So why stay the course?
    Reading all of the tabloids, tea leaves
    And the coffee grounds for divorce
    It's all over - there nothing left to miss.
    Had their say
    It's another day

    Now, hear this.
    Chatter ad infinitum 'bout
    What no g'American can understand
    Like how did all of our goddamn oil
    Get underneath their fucking sand?
    They're shedding heat and no light
    On every questions of the age
    But there's a twist
    Had their say
    It's another day
    Now, hear this.

    Everything's wrong
    I mean, whadda they want - a list?
    Had their say
    It's another day
    Now, hear this

    I know it gets on your nerves
    But I promise I'll make it up to you sometime
    I know I keep on trying your patience
    Come on over
    Maybe you can try mine
    It's all over - there nothing left to miss.

    Had their say
    It's another day
    It'll be okay
    Now, hear this

    Gimme the up for down
    Turning my life around
    The only way known or found
    Yeah!

  • 03:41 Lyrics
    Kelvin Scale

    There's a fight on
    Leave a light on
    Just one more word and perhaps you've heard
    See ya later
    Infiltrators have ripped out the last page
    Of the directory
    What you expect of me
    Is coming to a head
    Instead of finding a silver lining
    You want what you want - now!
    One of these things is not like the other
    Will you ever even try to uncover?
    Can it really be worth all the trouble?
    To keep comin' back.
    Well, it's a mystery
    See it on your TV
    When your get your facts off the cul-de-sac
    'Cause it's habitual
    Not individual
    So stop it while you can
    Evading all attempts to fix
    You shrug and use some more jiu jitsu
    Please don't pout
    I'm just all talked out
    Don't get your mops up now
    One of these things is not like the other
    Will you ever even try to uncover?
    Can it really be worth all the trouble?
    To keep comin' back?
    Comes back to you.

  • 05:08 Lyrics
    Radio

    All jammed up and the words don't fit anything you feel or know.
    Come out all wrong for who knows how long
    No matter anywhere you go.
    Save it for later.
    Save it for me.
    You'll find that even so.
    It's all in your hands - the high frequency bands.
    And I can be your radio.
    Static and erratic station.
    Always all emphatic situation.
    Tune it in.
    Come in, come in, going out to come over.
    Radio.
    Aural highlight.
    Sight without vision.
    Broadband, shortwave.
    Closed-circuit intuition.
    Fold all ambition to this soul transmission.
    Way to go.
    It's just one more instance calls for distance.
    Every time you find they show.
    It's over the heads of all the rest
    But straight to the hearts of those who know.
    A secret semaphore signal, loud and clear.
    Special broadcast, hard and fast.
    Only we can hear.

  • 03:30 Lyrics
    Not The Truth

    How can you keep talking through as if this were a test?
    Where any of this is leading, now,
    I'm afraid to even guess.
    It's not the truth as we know it makes you flinch.
    But knowing you, you'll make it do in a pinch.
    Conversation with you is easy.
    As far as these things go.
    Just gotta remember keep both feet planted
    As you slip into your next pose.
    Well, it's a bit like mantra
    The way you throw around
    Who you "knew back in the day".
    A backwards psalm to the soul you sold
    And everyone that you betrayed
    It's not the truth...

    Not so famous folk fakin' a weary way forward
    t' hide their shadow pasts from the sun.
    And you do, too.
    I know, 'cause it's what you told your gramma
    To pray that you'd become.
    One mighta hoped she'dve put in a word
    For the rest of us while she had His ear.
    But just the grandsirin' of you, I guess
    Made it too much to expect from the old dear.
    It's not the truth...
    Hope to die and cross my heart.
    But I'll make do without you.
    And that's a start.

  • 01:04
    Eight Miles Above You
  • 02:59 Lyrics
    Can't See You

    You may be there, but so impaired...
    You speak your lines just fine each time...
    Y'always succeed...
    You're well-received...
    I know this pose with my eyes closed...

    Can't see you.

    Given everything you've got.
    You'll find a way to hang me up.

    The high ideals you deeply feel...
    So impress all you address...
    But when you're alone the meat turns bone...
    Their comfort's cold when you're gettin' old...

    Can't see you...

    You well-deceive with make-believe...
    And you pretend you need a friend...
    The notes seem true but I'm not moved...
    I've my doubts, I'll do without you.

    Can't see you.

  • 05:54 Lyrics
    Lonesome West

    What's one more more or less?
    Left on the floor
    With your confession.
    Nothing like a loaded question.
    The kind that always keeps them guessing.
    Don't understand your tears.
    Or if you were ever really here.
    The veneer comes quite clear.
    That's all you've left, left over here.
    Leftover.
    Never what you want it to be.
    Or any part now you concede.
    What's longed longed for laid to rest.
    Over.
    All over.
    It's all over this Lonesome West.
    What's the difference, anyhow?
    What's it matter if you hate me now?
    Flattery'll get us nowhere fast.
    'Cause there's always worse disasters
    Than just the fact that nothing ever lasts here.
    The veneer comes quite clear. That's you all over...

    It always ends the same:
    Can't bear to hear, then just forget their name.
    You tell me who's not to blame
    When any defense can be used against you...

  • 03:19 Lyrics
    Last Night's Amusement

    Set to try
    Just not that high
    For losin' it.
    Black and bruisin' it.
    Can't be missed.
    Won't be second-guessed
    Against your great success.
    And if it mighta divided everyone on your side
    You don't mind.
    Any adjustment
    That'll help to close the sale.
    You don't mind.
    They set you up just to fail.

    Paint it up in glory
    Just like a story
    You already know the end to.
    It's not so much that you've been cheated
    You've been deleted
    Like they told you, too.
    Just like they told you.

    "Ooh, can't be missed!
    That must be right!
    At any price!"
    But their advice
    When you take it all
    On faith, unseen, unknown
    Comes as no surprise
    To wake and find
    We're only on our own.

    There's not an excuse left that anyone here can use.
    Whatever you choose
    It comes up spent.
    Like last night's amusement.
    Or yesterday's dollar.
    And not til this hour
    When you'd give anything you own
    Or can borrow
    Not to follow.

  • 04:03 Lyrics
    i and i forgot

    Well, ya know, just don't start
    Cause when we come apart
    I'll be the one who smarts
    Reprise the great lost art
    Don't ask, don't tell
    I forgot
    So maybe ya know
    You mighta been told
    Even your team's in tears
    Know what you mean
    It's just I'm not keen
    Whadda you mean you can't drive?
    That's no fuckin' alibi
    I'm always on your side
    All who are left deride
    And you can't spell
    So maybe ya know
    You mighta been told
    Even your team's in tears
    Know what you mean
    It's just I'm not keen to give it away
    Don't give it away
    No!
    Ya know what I mean
    We can't change this scene
    He knows where you've been
    'Cause she knows me, too
    I don't wanna fight
    You'll keep me up all damn night
    Past every warning light
    And nothing if not away from you
    So maybe I know
    I guess I've been told
    Even my team's in tears
    Know what you mean
    It's just I'm not keen
    To give it away
    You gave it away
    Yeah, you.
    There oughta be a law
    To keep this kinda thing off my paws
    I don't wanna see you crawl
    Or maybe that's me after all
    Maybe it's true
    Since you forgot me
    I forgot too

  • 04:49 Lyrics
    Wire For George (Better Left Forgotten)

    Don't want it.
    Don't need it.
    Your critique's a dead letter, now.
    And how much better!
    Better left forgotten...

    Torch all the bridges.
    Burn and send
    A wire for George from the flocks you tend.
    Crept away at last never to return again.
    Give credit where it's stolen.
    And that's the end.
    I know now that you're nothing.
    Nothing like a friend...

    Do you wanna tear it up?
    Do you wanna tear it?
    Oh, start tearing up.
    Oh, you can't bear it!
    Call me on the phone.
    Call me on the carpet.
    Leave you to your throne
    Ruler of the Tarpit.
    Get stuck there!

    How much better!
    Better left forgotten.

NOTES
"Go Negative" is the debut from Bipolar Explorer - Michael Wells (guitars, bass, vocals) and Yves Gerard (drums, vocals).

It was recorded by Gerard and Tommy Uzzo, who also did the mixes, and features 12 new tunes by Wells, the former guitarist, singer and chief songwriter for NYC-based pop-punksters, Uncle. Gerard, former Patti Rothberg and Better Days drummer, also produced.

The highly infectious melodic, punk-laced, hyper-literate, guitar-driven, "please-don't-call-us-Emo" sounds bring to mind echoes of The Replacements, Husker Du, Guided By Voices, Pavement and mid-period Clash.

It might added that some very healthy mixture of Anglo-American influence, a trans-Atlantic vibe, can be found in much of the music. Possibly one fan may have been put his finger on it recently describing the results as sounding "like (Paul) Westerberg rocking out with the guys from Wire or something."

Yes, that's a GOOD thing.