Weird Decibels 2

by Weird Decibels

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The Story behind our album

I woke up, head pounding, I couldn't lift myself from the bed. I stared at the ceiling as the shadows danced upon the blank canvas; a distant world they are from. Then I saw it, hunched in the corner. A dark and brooding mass urging me to give in to my blackest mood. Kill it! Kill it! I screamed within myself.

So I got up, the weight in my legs heavy as I stumbled to the mirror and stared at face I did not recognise. I shuffled downstairs into the kitchen; the scene set from the night before. Bottles and cans, crushed under the weight of frustration.

The light of the fridge fell upon my pale body as I scanned the shelves for milk. I had none so I got dressed and headed out.

The streets were busy, cars flying past with reckless abandon eager to get to locations far from my mind. I reached the Co-operative, its sign dirty with the wash of winter.

I impulsively bought two cans of lynx, they were on a two for one. It was the voice I heard at first, although less domineering than it had been so many years ago.

Surrounded by the bloody red meat of the delicatessen she stood with shoulders burdened with the weight of life. We called her Ms Asphyxia, she was the talk of our ordinary high school for many various and imaginative reasons.

I picked up a Herald, some guy arrested in the town centre for coming on too strong to a Falkirk lass. I rummaged around for loose change, bitterly reminded that once again I was waiting the last working day of the month.

Back in the street, a sma’ rain washed my face. Above the roar of tyres I could hear them, the couple two doors from the shop. He was at the porch standing helpless, she slammed the door in his face, he turned and looked at me hoping I’d see his point. I looked down to his suitcase. The handles gripped by his reddened hands.

Across the road was the church; the bells were summoning the last generation to attend. An elder lady shuffled towards the service, she looked up towards the sky.

Walking away from the church was a young man with his head down quickening towards the train station. His attempts to disappear into the day made hopeless by his suit covered in the stains from the reckless night before. He would travel to the city and hope that she was still there and he would watch her.

That was it. Simple really. It starts with waking up and you travel a distance, then you sleep and the audience claps as the curtain falls.

The above events and characters are pure fiction…
These are the individual stories told in our album Weird Decibels 2.

This is our 8th record, it was recorded in Kelso, the borders of Scotland. A beautiful part of our small but significant country.

It took us over a year to finish our record. Everything from the mixing to the mastering was at our hands. This is a home brewed album, lovingly crafted over hours and hours of work.

We used a Korg 3200. An aging multitracker that is close to our heart. With 12 inputs it allowed us to track the drums and give them a live sound within the high walls of the beautiful Springfield lodge that we had hired. Much of the bass and guitars were recorded there as well.

Once done we ported the Korg back to Steakpie Studios in Falkirk and over a number of months, whenever time would allow us, we would mix the record. It was a difficult album but we got there eventually.

We don’t yet have the luxury of pro-tools, hopefully you’ll still hear quality and depth in this recording. We wanted a large dynamic range in order to hear every splash of the cymbals, crunch of the guitar and deep bass chords.

This album won’t be as loud as today's offerings so you will have to press the volume button a couple of times. It's not flawless but we have poured our hearts into it and we are very pleased with the outcome.

Weird Decibels 2 was sampled at 48kHz and 24 bit resolution. We have uploaded the studio WAV files to Bandcamp. They peak at -1dB to hopefully avoid any clipping in the transcoding. Bandcamp streams in MP3, if you chose to download the WAV’s at their highest rate please be sure that the device on which you listen can play WAV, if it does not there is guidance from Bandcamp regarding file conversion.

Sleeve note written by Pabs.


released March 11, 2016

Paul Henry Smith: Vocals, rhythm guitar, acoustic guitar, samples
W Stewart McCairney: lead and rhythm guitar, backing vocals
Greg McSorley: Bass
Derek Menmuir: Drums, backing vocals

recorded and produced by Pablo 77 and Weird Decibels



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Weird Decibels Falkirk, UK

Weird Decibels; have somehow stuck together for 20 years and have just recorded their 8th album. They are from Falkirk; a town famous for a wheel and big horse heads. It once had a music scene but that's gone so they head to Glasgow and share their brand of rock.

Pabs Vocals
Stu Guitars
Greg Bass
Derek Drums

Somehow after all these years they are still friends
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Track Name: Kill it! Kill it!
Things that were said, turned my mood black
thoughts that I had, keep coming back
I don't understand my vitriol
I can't look at the mirror, that you hold

kill it kill it stamp it down
before it grows and consumes all around
kill it kill it stamp it down
before my thoughts become unbound

the chaos that rests upon the bed
I look to the ceiling; hold my aching head
I want to get up and embrace my child
the effort that takes me, is driving me wild

developed in the red room
no colour in the picture (stu/derek)
Track Name: Miss Asphyxia
I knew a lady we called miss asphyxia
She was into all sorts of erotica
Snared me when I was worldly young
the things she did to make me come
oh the allure of miss asphyxia

yeah the things she did
yeah the things she slid

recently I saw her at the co-operative
nothing she said was remotely suggestive
as she weighs my pork and my ham
she looks down to her withered hands
oh the horror on the face of miss asphyxia


Yeah I hate to put it to ya
you end up under life
Track Name: It's Who You Know
Did I disappoint you
did I disappoint myself as well?

its time to stand up straight
opportunities are late
forget about what you know
it's all about who you know

this nation is nepotistic
I prefer to be sarcastic

and smile when I know
its doesn't matter if I vote
forgot about what they know
its all about who they know

from the top all the way down
big ideas from suited clowns
but its still worth getting educated
you can unravel what they just stated

Forget about what you know
I hope you know someone close
Forget about what you know
I hope you know someone close
Track Name: I Hear the City
Got my invitation; got it on my phone
the lady is downstairs, I'm naked on my own
I spray the lynx, it was two for one
I look at my face, how'd I get so old?

Honey I'll be back by midnight
Honey I'll be back by one

I button the top button, is that too straight laced
Its hard to fasten, I guess I've saved face
I grab my phone, something stirs inside
I have a hunch, tonight is gonna be the night

I open the taxi door I hear the city
I open he taxi door I hate the city!

I dance like a demon I feel fit as ***
I see a woman, i'm gonna try my luck
she turns her head, I saw what's up
she says honey, you're out of touch

I hear the city!
Then I get chased by the cops I got not idea how to shake them off
then I get lifted by the cops I got no idea how to fob them off
I hear the city
Track Name: Quoted not Voted
I guess i'm wrong about everything
I guess i'm wrong about the state we're in
id say to my son you should use your vote
but when I cross that box it makes me choke

I guess i'm wrong about the house of lords
I guess I'm wrong about politics
just answer, just answer the question
and what's so bad about being honest with a person

lesson to learn

quoted not voted
quoted not voted.
Track Name: Almost Beautiful
Hair across your face, a tare between your eyes
its almost beautiful
I see you breathing fast, I see you clench your fists
its almost wonderful

Its almost beautiful
Its almost time to hurt

A stillness in our room, a distance in our lives
Its almost beautiful
you do that stupid laugh, I haven't heard it in a while
Its almost credible

Its almost beautiful
Its almost truthful
Its almost time to hurt

You say you smell her scent, you look through my lies
That were almost truthful
I go to embrace, I miss read your signs
Its almost comical
Track Name: Once More With Feeling
his failures with sex
her failures with men
a chance meeting makes; for an interesting evening
lies about his work
lies about her past
he buys her drinks
like a true gentlemen
a sudden pain that beats in her heart
her daddy left and never came back
a sudden thought that causes him shame
what if his doubts catch him out again?

once more with feeling

he starts to laugh
as she cracks a joke
for a brief moment; their defence drops
she feels the guilt
he feels he's weak
he buys her drinks; she says that they're leaving
she takes him to down to her house in her scheme
this is a place that he's never been
her darkened bed is a static scene
she feels the dirt and he feels the shame

the both want a different love
the both need a different love
Track Name: Medicine
She shuffled along to her church
On a busy and aggressive Sunday morning
The bells tolled right on eleven
she looked up to a plane scar the blue sky

the service had a moments silence
for simon who died in the half marathon
he had a knack of predicting market trends
but he didn't see this coming
So he just kept on running


Faith heals no one
you've got to trust your instincts as medicine
Track Name: Little Thoughts Lost
I'm from a small town
there is no scene or celebrity
so I moved out to the city
the lights they keep me company
something inside of me that said
its time to run don't stop or you're dead
cos if you stand still, yeah they'll knock you down
they'll knock you down

ooo ooo ooo
little thoughts lost

I'm from a small town
no industry or skills set
so I went out to the city
it was so fast, it made me dizzy
these girls they came on to me
they did something dirty; then they asked for money
so I queued for food
and people talk of television

little thoughts lost

this is not my time; this is not my place
Track Name: The Dancer
C#m B m
the city is dark under the rainfall
and I know you might be working

A C#m Bm
now I'm watching you dancing
and you're watching me stare

C#m B m
when I entered the into rabble
and I saw you lay upon the table
I saw suited men leering
I waited until you were leaving

A C#m Bm
now I'm watching you dancing
and you're watching me stare
now I'm watching you dancing
and you're watching me stare

E G#m F#m
Now I know that I love you
and I'm sure you feel the same
bass solo
you look at me; my heart soars
like the angel that- I- used to adore

E G#m F#m
Now I know that I love you
and I'm sure you feel the same x2


(baritone) now I know that I love you
and I'm sure you feel the same
Track Name: Curtain Hits The Cast
stage lights faces painted white
the actor looks out into the dark
they are seated they except to laugh
he's tired but he's well rehearsed

everyone's surprised as the curtain hits the cast

he collapses and lands upon his back
the audience gasps then they start to clap
he remembers when he played the Albert hall
he don't mind Blackpool he don't mind at all

everyone surprised as the curtain hits the cast

oh the actor he looks up lights
and he wonders if he's done all right
everyone's surprised as the curtain hits the cast