I Forgot: Ottsix

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Ottsix is a terrifyingly frantic assortment of screamed, gargled, grunted and moaned expressions of inner turmoil and sexual frustration as heard reverberating from the insides of a loosely tied burlap sack full of cutlery, baby dolls, packing peanuts, and aircraft cable that is haphazardly falling down a sanitarium's spiral staircase in both slow motion and fast-forward simultaneously. 2007.

Casey Parker - electric guitar, mixing, vocals and more
Justin Raymond - vocals, acoustic guitar, and other
With Mirthoneist on the bass
Jenna Raymond contributing vocals
Joshua Lovejoy being obscure
and Dr. Crow on the keyboard for Spring Break.

1. Such a Fucking Nerd (2:54)

I'm such a fucking nerd. I'm such a fucking nerd. Man why do I actually think that's kind of cool? Hey... maybe, maybe, there's someone else, someone else who's a fucking nerd. And can't play the guitar very well...though they'd like to believe they could... who-oawh!
Written & vocals & acoustic guitar rubbing on a keyboard by Justin, electric guitar and mixing by Casey, bass by Mirth

2. He Likes Em (1:24)

He likes fat chicks. And he does not care. He sits with them - everywhere. He likes fat chicks. And they like him. And he himself is rather slim. He likes fat chicks - until he's dead. He invites them all into his bed. He likes fat chicks. The things that he says are far from the very best. He likes fat chicks and he does not care. He sits with them just about everywhere. He likes fat chicks and they like him. He himself is rather slim. He likes fat chicks until he's dead, he invites them all into his BED. Yeah he likes fat chicks. The things he says - far from the very best. He likes fat chicks - he doesn't care - sits with them everywhere, everywhere, everywhere...he likes fat chicks!
Written & vocals by Justin, guitar by Justin?

3. Broken Nose (1:23)

Sometimes... my throat will hurt. Sometimes my throat will hurt. Sometimes! Sometimes! Sometimes my throat really hurts. I don't know what to do about it. But it's when I'm singing, it's when I'm singing, just gets all red - just gets all red - I THINK I GOT MY NOSE BREAK, a LITTLE WHILE AGO, by an ECUADORIAN SOCCER PLAYER named NICK PENO. OHHHH! He hit me in the nose - he kicked up a basketball. He didn't mean to hit me, but he did, he did! It hit me in the nose, it I think broke it, don't know what to do exactly, oh, oh, ohohoh, oh oh oh oh oh! OHHH! I don't know what to do, but I think my nose is broken. It's been broken for a while. I dunno what to do. I don't want to go to the doctors either, cuz I don't like them too much, doctors, blah blah. They'll want to rebreak it, or some ol bullshit like that. BULL SHIT!!!
Vocals by Justin, keyboard by Justin

4. Josh Quit (1:13)

Once again he's quit the band. J-Lo's quit the band again. He's quit once more. He quit before. His mother is a dirty whore. Before I'm finished with my song he'll ask again to hit the bong, oh! Everyone will miss his sound and we will go without the pounding of his lovely chopping skills to bring up his old days of pills, we'll have to find a quicker fix to mend the whole that's in our mix, we NEED A WHOLE-OH-OLE NEW SOUND, OWOWOWOWOUND, OWOWOWOUND. Oh we need a whole new sound.
Written by Casey, vocals by Justin, guitar by Casey

5. Delivery (2:09)

Everybody loves to do it, some are very new to it, my junk is in your way, play with it everyday. Wondering if Justin's gay, doesn't matter anyway, please don't go away, I really wish you'd rather stay. Hard, bored and want to play, underpants have left me out, lets all have a stout, grandmothers gotten gout, really shouldn't use her bed, monsters are in her head, rather sure you're full of dread, sooth you with some bread, fond of the color red, blue-skinned since you were dead, sorry to have lopped your head, Ghandi was not well read. Big pink motorboat you're free to love a goat, do please mind the scrote - wonder for a little while, fingering your grand pile, I've gotten senile, all I do is copy style. Another one for her file, Josh quit the band that whore We've mentioned it before, I have become a bore We never cuddle anymore, Say you don't know me Think you might be crazy, Justin is a lazy guy like Patrick Suezy. Let's all remove our clothes - What we do, no one knows - Peace among the bros and hoes - We've got to play some shows! Sign the man's paper Or stamp a monicher Take the delivery
It's better that way...x3
Written by Casey, vocals by Justin, guitar by Casey

6. Opera Clown (1:45)

Kalimba, keyboard, pennywhistle, and more by Josh

7. She's a Lady (2:50)

Well she's all you'd ever want, she's the kind they'd like to flaunt and take to dinner. Well she always knows her place, she's got style, she's got grace, she's a winner. She's a Lady. Whoa whoa whoa, she's a Lady. Talkin' about that little Lady, and the Lady is mine. Well she's never in the way, something always nice to say, Oh what a blessing. I can leave her on her own knowing she's okay alone, and there's no messing. She's a Lady. Whoa whoa whoa, she's a Lady. Talkin' about that little Lady, and the Lady is mine. Well she never asks for very much and I don't refuse her - Always treat her with respect, I never would abuse her. What she's got is hard to find, and I don't want to lose her.
Help me build a mansion from my little pile of clay. Hey, hey, hey! Well she knows what I'm about, she can take what I dish out, and that's not easy. Well she knows me through and through, she knows just what to do, and how to please me. She's a Lady. Whoa whoa whoa, she's a Lady. Talkin' about that little Lady, and the Lady is mine. Yeah yeah yeah, She's a Lady. Listen to me baby, She's a Lady. Whoa whoa whoa, She's a Lady. And the Lady is mine.
Written by Tom Jones, vocals by Justin, guitar and mixing by Casey

8. My Little Toupee (0:50)

Acoustic guitar by Justin

9. Katie (0:29)

Mushy and squishy comes outta your tushy, it makes me feel bummed but I know I can play the drums. Pow, pow pow pow. Squish, squish squ squish. Powey powey squishy squishy, BOOM. Penguin poop,doot-doot-doot Penguin poop, doot-doot-doot-doot. Gotta go, gotta go, where's the potty? DOOT-DOOT-DOOT-DOOT-DOOT- BOOOOOOOOOM.
Vocals by Jenna

10. Tigga Tigga Tigga 200 (1:12)

Tigga tigga tigga 200, what the fuck does that mean? I been pushing the pills, I been pushing the beans. Beans and pills to the extreme. Oh, tigga tigga tigga 200, what the fuck does that mean? I been smoking pot and eating leaves and watching movies bout Christopher Reeves. Now you tap my cellphone bill and make me scared to chill chill chill. Oh tigga tigga tigga 200, what the fuck you doin' to me? I better hit the road, I better not lick that toad, better run to Mexico with my outlaw friend Rico. oh oh tigga tigga tigga 200. What the fuck?
Concept by Casey and Josh and Justin, vocals and drums by Justin,

11. My Only Cartridge (1:30)

You are my cartridge, my only cartridge. You make me happy when skies are grey. I love you dearly, Mr. Cartridge, you know ... cream of fancy? Caution. Nintendo 1985! Do not immerse in water. Do not clean with benzyne.
Vocals by Jenna, mixing by Casey, bass by Mirth

12. Ratman's a Hobo (1:20)

Well his grades they started to drop. And his mom, she was killed by a mop. Landlord said she wanted him out ... and he became a beached rainbow trout. Ratman's a hobo! Last time I saw him he was snortin' up Ovaltine lines And pissin' on dumpsters Hadn't brushed his teeth for a month! Sleepin' on posters for Mike Gravel, downin' anything that makes him feel well... He was a student of Mineral Science not ten years ago. Blowin' glass tumblin rocks and diving down deep OH SO LOW. Well his girlfriend broke his heart, and his car, it just ceased to start. He lost his job as well - And started carryin' a smell... Ratman's a Hobo! Last time I saw him he was snortin' up Ovaltine lines and pissin' on dumpsters ... Hadn't brushed his teeth for a month! He was snoozin' on crumples of Gravel '08, talkin to anyone maked him feel like he was on a date. He had a minor in Anthropology not ten years before - Tell how everything changed with the French and Indian War!
Written and vocals by Justin, guitar by Casey

13. Cats Under a Light Pole (3:31)

A band of cool cats... comin' together. Under a street light. New Orleans. This cat... in a suit... with an ascot... then there's the dog. It's got shades on. Dark shades, you can't see his eyes. Caught in a tree or something. Might have a gun. Another one's a bear. It's huge. Like the Godfather. He's the boss. He has the cello. The cat - the guitar. The dog - the bass. What's this? Was that - a fiddle? This - a fiddle? A fiddle, of fiddles. ... Like the cat. With the spoon. Run away with the fork. He's still in the street yet, this dog, with the cat, and the bear. Just a sad, sad bluesey tune. 1920s? Stock market crash... kids... workin' in the factories. Tryin' to make a ... debt. This kid, this dog, this ... under the street light. New Orleans. Did I mention that this was the song?
All instruments by the NINJAM community, vocals by Justin

14."65" (0:49)

By Casey

15. Wild Motha Fucka / Weedwackin' Sunglasses (1:35)

I'm a wild motha fucka with a primarily GNOME based system with a third party GUI and at least two core KDE components! Amarok! Konqueror! I'm a wild motha fucka with a primarily GNOME based system with XFCE4 and at least two core KDE components! Amarok! Konqueror! I'm a wild motha fucka with a primarily GNOME based Free BSD system with mothafuckin' XFCE4! And at least two core KDE components! Amarok, Konqueror!!
One fine summer day I was walkin' down the street and I saw a young fellow standin' next to me. I looked to the left and I looked to the right and I crossed the street with a lot of delight. When I saw the shiny shades on the man in front of me, I took them off his face and I put them on me. I took them for a stroll, I took them for a spin, I took them for a ride in my little wagon. I looked over my shoulder and what did I see? But the weedwackin' man runnin' after me. I took them outta the wagon and I tossed them in the air, and he caught them on his face and spanked his dierierre. The man put on his shades like a king puts on his crown and he weedwacked til the sun went down. He said by the way, my name is Joe, and he skipped away with the weedwacker in tow.
Written & vocals by Justin and Jenna, guitar and mixing by Casey, special effects by Josh, bass by Mirth

16. Toupee Love (0:41)

I like to feel myself all night, I like to feel myself at night, I like to imagine you it makes me feel alright, you're the only Toupee I have today. I like to feel myself at night, I like to feel myself at night, it makes me feel so all right, and I picture you and imagine you're tight - around me, because you're Toupee, I like to imagine you're gay. While I feel myself at night.
Written and vocals and mixing by Casey

17. Spring Break (This is the End) (1:14)

THIS is a tale. A tale of mystery ... and deceit. A tale of ... wait... ahem, let's go. ROGERRRR and TODGERRRR went to the lake. Once they got to the lake they decided they were on Spring Break. Spring Break was GOOD ... ... ... THE END.
Vocals by Justin, keyboard by Dr. Crow

"these sounds remind me of a combination of phish and radiohead and something weird"