A Second Collection of Songs Culled from Rustle’s Ouvre

Honeybee is a another collection of 12 songs of Luv, recorded at multiple Milwaukee locations with a variety of musical accompaniment, spanning roughly the dozen years that split evenly across the turn of the last century.

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1. Jennifer 2:15 Written by Rob McCuen — used by permission
   Musicians

   • Russell Martocci — Lead Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
   • Dan Smars — Backing Vocals
   • Don Turner — Saxophone
   • Ron Turner — Electric Bass Guitar
   • Rob McCuen — Drums
   Lyrics

   Jennifer, I pray to the heavens
   I got to you in time
   I can't be sure, but I think I'm going
   Straight outta my mind
   And Jennifer, don't doubt for a second
   I'd die for you
   I never learn, I'm an idiot baby
   Just tell me what to do
   And Jennifer I'm, telling you baby
   I gotta love so strong
   Yeah, crash and burn, I'm like an all-day sucker
   Hope I last that long
   
   Honey, don't ya take me to
   Heartbreak city
   I'll be your tomcat 
   You'll be my kitty
   Honey, don't ya take me to
   Heartbreak city
   Been there my whole life
   The view ain't pretty
   
   And Jennifer, I'm beggin' ya baby
   Don't hold out on me
   The world still turns, will the sun still shine if
   You went cold on me
   And Jennifer, I gotta love so strong, like a
   Hatchet to my skull
   Just say the word, and I'm gonna rise up
   and join you on my pedestal
   
   Honey, don't ya take me to
   Heartbreak city
   I'll be your tomcat 
   You'll be my kitty
   Honey, don't ya take me to
   Heartbreak city
   Been there my whole life
   The view ain't pretty
   
   Only girl in my world
   Only girl in my world
   I'll never learn, I'll never learn
   Only girl in my world
   Only girl in my world
   I'll never learn, I'll never learn
   Only girl in my world
   Only girl in my world
   I'll never learn, I'll never learn
   So say the word, sweet Jennifer
   Just say the word, sweet Jennifer

2. F# Pop Compression (Bill Stace Mix) 2:28 Rustle of Luv & The Holy Smoke — from the cassette “3 Songs About Luv Gone Wrong”
   Musicians

   • Russell Martocci — Lead Vocals, Electric Guitar
   • Tim Buckley — Backing Vocals, Electric Guitar
   • Allen Weatherhead — Drums
   • John Daniels — Electric Bass Guitar
   Lyrics

   All day, Every day
   My heart breaks
   Nobody's lying, but
   everybody's making mistakes
   everybody's making mistakes
   everybody's making mistakes
   
   And somewhere in
   The crooks and crevasses
   Of your heated sentiments
   I heart the rampant
   rustle of love gone wrong
   
   All day, Every day
   My heart breaks
   Nobody's lying, but
   everybody's making mistakes
   everybody's making mistakes
   everybody's making mistakes

3. Doomsday 2:23
   Musicians

   • Russell Martocci — Lead Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
   • Dan Smars — Backing Vocals
   • Don Turner — Saxophone
   • Ron Turner — Electric Bass Guitar
   • Rob McCuen — Drums
   Lyrics

   I love it all 
   The pomp and the circumstance
   Diplomatic corps
   Deceiving me, into believing you
   Receiving you
   
   I'm not afraid 
   (not afraid, not afraid)
   I'm not afraid
   Of doomsday
   
   Joint sessions of
   Sexual congress
   Leads to agreements on
   Citations of progress
   Redress
   
   Supremely courting your affections
   If you could just get them
   You could die certain
   Of your cabinet, your cabinet,
   Your cabinet loyalty
   
   I'm not afraid 
   (not afraid, not afraid)
   I'm not afraid
   Of doomsday
   I'm not afraid 
   (not afraid, not afraid)
   I'm not afraid
   Of doomsday

4. Splendor American 3:30
   Musicians

   • Russell Martocci — Lead Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
   • Don Turner — Saxophone
   • Ron Turner — Bass, Electric Guitar
   • Mike Skeff — Drums
   Lyrics

   Oh No, I Don't Wanna Be Filled With Hate 
   But Could It Be That There's No Hope
   Lying In The Shade He's A Changing Man
   An Underfed Johnah Hex
   Guess The Enigma - It's Self Loathing
   Fabulous Furry And Freaky 
   The Xenophile
   Fetch Them The Crap Of Real Life
   How Could I Know
   This Is   American   Splendor
   
   In The Grit Bath On A Duplex Planet
   Just Remember To Chew Your Cud
   Another Weirdo Could Lick The Clique
   And Go On To Demonstrate The Art
   Spit In The Dead Face 
   You Dork, This Is The Optic Nerve
   The Safest Place To Dig It All
   The Neat Stuff
   I'd Fetch Them The Crap Of Real Life
   How Could They Know
   This Is American Splendor

5. Own Good Time 3:22
   Musicians

   • Russell Martocci — Lead Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
   • Ron Turner — Bass, Electric Guitar
   • Don Turner — Saxophone, Keyboards
   Lyrics

   I found myself So surprised
   Just this side of south of my mind
   Left my heart from the start
   On the lawn and stepped inside
   
   Don't get practical
   I'm practically blind
   This is the shape of things
   To come in my own time
   Come in my own time
   Come in my own good time
   
   When I leave my home all alone
   getting cold and figures falling
   I don't mind and close my eyes
   Soon enough a hole will find me
   
   Don't get technical
   I'm technically blind
   This is the shape of things
   To come in my own time
   Come in my own time
   Come in my own good time, yeah

6. Jackie Treehorn / Loin St 3:40
   Musicians

   • Russell Martocci — Lead Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Keyboard
   • Don Turner — Saxophone
   • Ron Turner — Bass, Electric Guitar
   Lyrics

   All Gentle Winds and Biting Storms
   Are Free to Take Their Places
   Coming And Going in Soft Wispers
   And Violent Rages, Sought Out In
   Prayer, Peeking Through Windows
   And Open Doors
   
   Your Eye Lids Hushed with Lullabies
   Your Eye Lids Hushed with Lullabies
   And A Rocket Full of Posies
   You Can Count on Falling Shortly
   
   To What Attention Have You Put Your
   Boot Black Trampling Vinyards
   You Drank Naked to My Back
   Barefoot And Bowed, We Could Be
   Satisfying Sooner Than We Know
   
   Your Eye Lids Hushed with Lullabies
   Your Eye Lids Hushed with Lullabies
   And A Rocket Full of Posies
   You Can Count on Falling Shortly
   
   We could be satisfying
   Sooner than we know
   We could be satisfying
   Sooner than we...
   Know

7. Boris the Setlist (Studio / LoFi Live) 3:47
   Musicians

   • Studio lineup
   • Russell Martocci — Lead Vocals, Guitar
   • Ron Turner — Bass Guitar
   • Don Turner — Saxophone
   • Mike Skeff — Drums

   • Live lineup
   • Michelle Strader — Bass Guitar
   • James Duane (Tess) Tessier — Drums
   Lyrics

   Aye, she's a grueling one
   Just like the night before
   Filled with drugs and masturbation
   I gotta get outta my life
   
   Man, it's disgusting but I dig her
   That's just the way it is
   Oh, please let's not suck
   
   She got a lighter in her 
   superball eyes
   I'm just a worm in the ejector seat
   Nibbling on my grilled cheese
   
   Right in the boulevard they're
   Slipping on grape juice
   Those goddam roller-bladers
   
   Oh please, let's not suck
    Please, let's not suck
    Please, let's not suck

8. Desire and Despair 2:19
   Musicians

   • Russell Martocci — Lead Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
   • Don Turner — Saxophone
   • Ron Turner — Bass, Electric Guitar
   • Bill Stace — Bongos
   Lyrics

   Ill spoken conversation
   Hunts these would be lovers
   Like dynamite haunts Criminals
   
   Beckoning them with tempting power
   To spill the contents of their Wilder Schemes
   
   All over the vault floor
   That's where the trouble starts
   Desire and fear
   Desire and despair
   
   The time will hang by the neck while
   A pregnant pause gives way to painful Imagery
   Savoring in posterity
   The way in life it would never be for
   All of these gentle fools
   
   Behind the velvet door
   That's where the trouble starts
   Desire and fear
   Desire and despair

9. April (No Known Cure)3:22
   Musicians

   • Russell Martocci — Lead Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
   • Ron Turner — Bass Guitar
   • Don Turner — Saxophone
   Lyrics

   I got my mind on April
   With the scents and the seasons
   So full of life just beginning
   Burst baby, now
   It's the five known reasons
   They defy cold reason
   It's the five known reasons
   For Love
   
   Get up, get out the crying towel
   There's no known cure
   Notify the illiteratti
   The halleluiah laws are here
   They're in effect
   They're ineffective
   
   I got my mind on April
   With the scents and the seasons
   So full of life just beginning
   Burst baby, now
   It's the five known reasons
   They defy cold reason
   It's the five known reasons
   For Love

10. Clear2:09
    Musicians

    • Russell Martocci — Lead Vocals
    • Ron Turner — Electric Guitar, Electric Bass Guitar
    • Don Turner — Saxophone
    • Dan Smars — Backing Vocals
    • Bill Stace — Drums
    Lyrics

    Pack up the stakes and fold up the tent
    We got a brand-new pulpit to pitch
    And the fans are in the stands
    I'm quite comfortable thank you
    Nestled here with the white trash and killers
    Marching down the daytime dial in a
    Endless parade of a death worse than fate
    
    And it's God's gift let it wash over you
    It's proudly brought by our sponsor
    Morning show Harry talking Zen-like states
    One glib quip more than I can take
    Life's a mess I confess
    To hoping I'm wrong, less and less
    It's beyond technicolor
    Nothing ever dies
    
    Our greatest fears
    Our greatest fears
    Ore greatest fears
    Our greatest fears

11. The Spoils 4:11 Rustle of Luv & The Holy Smoke
    Musicians

    • Russell Martocci — Lead Vocals, Electric Guitar
    • Tim Buckley — Backing Vocals, Electric Guitar
    • Don Turner — Electric Keyboard
    • John Daniels — Bass Guitar
    • Allen Weatherhead — Drums
    Lyrics

    Miss Calculation is stepping on her heel, but
    I don't think that she likes it
    You can never tell, long on suffering
    In the shadow of her demise
    
    She's too sure she'll never find it
    And he can't get enough of her
    Adding it up and cyphering on
    Just what could go wrong
    Just what could go wrong
    
    Subtracting sets of multiple partners
    Left him one remainder
    Divided by the spoils of love, now
    She'll ride the rails to New Orleans
    
    And when she does, she'll fall apart
    Just like a faulty house of cards
    She'll take you down, if you're around
    Then she'll make a call and she'll
    Hang him up
    Hang him up
    Hang him up
    
    Miss Calculation is stepping on her heel, but
    I don't think he deserves it
    You can never tell, long on suffering in the
    Shadow of his denial
    
    She's too sure she'll never find it
    And he can't get enough of her
    Adding it up and cyphering on
    Just what could go wrong
    Just what could go wrong

12. Visual Desperate Prose 3:06 Recorded at Seter’s Space
    Musicians

    • Russell Martocci — Lead Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Keyboard
    • Don Turner — Saxophone
    • Michelle (Mickey) Strader — Backing Vocals
    • Ron Turner — Electric Bass Guitar
    Lyrics

    Bound By Autumn Making Its 
    Pleasance Known, The Land
    Wasted Such Flat Attraction
    For Just Over A Year, Reemerged
    By October Fearful Of Its
    Veterans, Muscling In On The
    Brutish End, Finally Crash
    Landing In Frenzied Fury, Then
    Left Standing
    
    The Visual Desperate Prose
    The Visual Desperate Prose
    The Visual Desperate Prose
    The Visual Desperate
    
    Authoritative And Transversal
    Sounds From The First Of The Year
    Fairly Ripping Soul Surety
    Diving In Altitude, In The Heat
    Of The Half Naked Truth
    Automatic Pump, Relief Therapy
    Of Daily Detox Herbal Tease
    Then Left Standing
    
    The Visual Desperate Prose
    The Visual Desperate Prose
    The Visual Desperate Prose
    The Visual Desperate... 
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