The REVENGE of CAPTAIN PYRITE

The REVENGE of
CAPTAIN PYRITE
(2003)

01 - Emancipation
02 - VRD
03 - Long Way Home
04 - Denial
05 - Punisher 2.4
06 - New Religion
07 - Can't
08 - Never made it to London
09 - Wild Eyes
10 - Passion & Pain
11 - Space Anemone
12 - Images of Women
13 - VRD (Bonus Track)

HISTORY

Captain Pyrite's second album ushered a new era for the band. The Artist formerly known as C-DOG and John-Morgan enlisted the talents of a new group of musicians for this highly collaborative effort.

Joe Booe lent his powerful voice, while Gordon Rinda provided his lavish drumming, and Scott Bond imparted his guitar wizardry. The album also introduces the incredibly talented singer Sarah Nielsen to the Pyrite crew. Even the Artist formerly known as C-DOG sang on one track on the album.


During the making of the Revenge of Captain Pyrite C-DOG changed his name to C-HAWK because he "FLIES HIGH AND DIVES DEEP." He was met with much skepticism. He reluctantly agreed to be called the Artist formerly known as C-DOG.

The Revenge of Captain Pyrite is available in two versions.

  
The first version is the regular Jewel Case edition.

  
The other version is the deluxe "Heavy Metal" hand made special edition.

  
It was fabricated by C-HAWK and assembled by the Emperor John-Morgan.

  
These editions are very rare. Only 50 of them were made. Each disk is stamped and numbered.

  
It includes the Album, a Behind the Scenes DVD, six Art Cards, and liner notes.

LINER NOTES

EMANCIPATION

Dawn cracks the egg of sky. When something wonderful willfully arrives. Bright and early morning is made as scars from healed wounds fade. Darkness sheds from early light Like painful memories and lessons in life. Relearning laughter spun from fun. The time of healing is over and done. Ready to love, to hold, and to protect and with fearless conviction, ready to express. The body dances and voice sings. When inspiration blossoms to awaken. Heart expands filled with song, It was you, who was right all along. Sunlight of a smile warms the skin. Are you ready? The celebration is about to begin.

Poetry and Sound Effects: the Emperor John-Morgan!

VELVET RAINBOW DANCER

Piping Down Valleys Wild. Garden of the Sky begins to Bloom. Dragging and pulling away at the Night. Painting the air with fresh Daylight. Pouring rain emits a tune. A song so full a river runs through. Twilight tore open from above. Swallow the storm before is swallows you. Thunder and Lightning dance in the sky. The Chains of Lust form the cycle of life. Sorrow Laughs. Joy Weeps. Poison of a smile begets complaisancey. Golden Sun. Pleasant Glee. A Single thought fills Immensity. Crashing Storms. And Raging Seas. Soft voice of thunder rumbles and rolls free. Free. Come Sail Away. The wonders of the world await. Sail Away. Land and Sea. Of Happiness felt Endlessly. Thought and Hopes. Of legends that the Pen has wrote. Glorious Beams, Particles Bright. A Treasure filled with Jewels of Light. Weak in Courage, a Heart that’s Strong. Hear the Roar of Nature’s Song. Spears of light from clouds that weep. Seen just once makes life so sweet. The Drama of the Seasons plays out its tune. Revealing a Storm that’s come too soon. White, Velvet. Snowy Limbs. Chaotic Dance and Wicked Winds. Spinning, Dancing. Sowing Stars like Seeds. Ripping the fabric of Reality. All around the sky is torn. Riding the most violent of storms. Waves of Change. A Golden Key. All you have to do is Believe. Silent Aftermath. Holds questions of what happens next. Behold, Morning Gold. As Dawn ignites the cold black night. Refracted light gleamed through tears. Beams conducted by fluids so pure. To see the world in a single tear. Allowing hearts to wish without fear. This in not the end. It’s only just begun. Just as morning begins the day. Seize the Moment and Sail Away.

Vocals: Sarah Nielsen! Piano, Bass, and Orchestration: the Artist formerly known
as C-DOG! Lead Guitar: Jet-Boy! Drums: the Emperor John-Morgan!

LONG WAY HOME (city of pain)

Take a look around, Chi-town. The eternal city of pain. And you realize, that you’re going down. Round and round in a circle once again. And I know it’s such a long way, long way. Gotta find my way back home. Like you were a slave. Shackled by the promises of better life. But it’s all a lie. In the city where you live and love. Where you laugh and cry, where you’re going to die. And I know it’s such a long way, long way. I gotta find my way back home. Each and every day I see . The hurt and misery the city brings. Becoming hard as steel. As the hammer on the anvil rings. And I know it’s such a long way, long way. I gotta find my way back home. Shadows stretch like fingers reaching out. To take hold of me. I hear the islands call. I know they’re going to set me free. Searching for, searching for a better way. I gotta to find my way back home. Going to find a way. In the city of pain. Way back home!

Vocals: Joe Booe! Guitars and Keyboards: the Artist formerly
known as C-DOG! Drums: Gordon Rinda!

DENIAL

Busted down broke but he’s paid the rent. Got a love affair with his dead presidents. Banging his head against a hard brick wall. Taking his licks, but he ain’t going to fall. Coming on strong in the heat of the night. Time will only tell if he’s got it right. Dragging his chains and bearing his weight. Sailing the seas and tempting his fate in denial. Deny the truth. Deny the game. Deny the fact that you are insane. Deny the lie until the day you die. Grass and ass and clouds and mist. Seems like the whole damn world is pissed. Helpless and hopeless they say to us. But is he looked at with disgust? Have you ever looked down deep in the dark, and seen the white hot creative spark? Illusion, delusion is falling like rain. Nothing you feel will ever be the same. Featured face of a troubled mind. After what’s been said, he’s reached his prime. The mind of man makes many mistakes. Little does he know death patiently waits. Danger creeps in sudden steps. And is quickly dismissed by confidence. Silent, violent, turbulent, weathering winds just won’t relent. Compass spins, confusion reigns, drowning thoughts won’t leave your brain. One last look as you flash the past, these angry words will be you last. DENIAL!

Vocals and all instruments: the Artist formerly known as C-DOG!
Back-up vocals: Sarah Nielsen!

PUNISHER 2.4

I never thought it could ever happen to me. I never thought it was ever such mystery. Too many cards been lying down on the table. To form a plan of any kind I’m unable. You never thought it could ever happen to you. I know you didn’t because I can see right through you. Try as I may I don’t think I’ll ever understand. Just what it is that makes you like it when I’m mad? Sunshine blue skies coming’ down every day. All I really want to do is sail away. I don’t know why you think this is a game I’m playing’. If I way you I would get on my knees and start praying. I’m going to tie you up! I’m going to make you beg for me baby. I’m going to tie you up! I’m going to hear you scream my name!

Vocals and Sequencing: the Emperor John-Morgan! Guitars & Keyboards: the Artist
formerly known as C-DOG! Guitar Solos: Scott Bond!

NEW RELIGION

Biggedy-bang-bang-bing-bam-ba-boom, awhatcha-whatcha going to choose? Looking all along a-ling-lang-looney, asking who are you? Stumbling, bumbling, and fumbling about, just trying to make it through this wacky-wide-world and deciding on just what I really really want to choose. Blickety-blick-black-blah-blah-blasphemy isn’t what I’m trying to do. but just wondering what’s really so wrong with trying to find something new? NEW: Not old, recent, used for the very first time; rejuvenated RELIGION: A belief or beliefs upheld or pursed with zeal and devotion Ordain able, claimable, untamable thought is clamoring, yammering, and stammering for naught, it’s panderous, slanderous, and clamorous ways is a beratable, persuadable, debatable foray. Slipping so serious from side to side seeing what’s coming next seminally serious sounds syncopate a repetitive edited text. Why, why do I feel so alive, living and loving just to run. a-wickey-why-why can’t fa-fa-faith have more foundation in fun? Loving laughter livens, lifting us closer to our faith with song. How do we know we got it right in the first place, what if we’re all wrong? A n-n-ni-na-no-nen-nin-knew-new religion isn’t meant to be taken literally but as a multiple metaphor of a metaphysical mentality of what to ba-ba-believe. Biggedy-bang-bang-ding-dang-da-do, awhatcha-whatcha going to choose? A-whickey-why-why-da-ding-dang-da-dang the decision is all up to you!

Vocals: the Emperor John-Morgan! Everything Else: the Artist formerly known as C-DOG!

CAN’T

I want to say you lied. I want to say that I was supposed to have more time. But I can’t... Personify my problems. But I can’t.. Let this be forgotten. There’s so much that I wanted to do. There’s so much I wanted to say. There’s so much I wanted to share. But you took it all away! I want to say you tried. I want to say I was supposed to have more time. But I can’t... Let this go unfinished. But I can’t... Rest until this ends. But I can’t... Blame you for my pain. But I can’t... Stop these feelings tearing me up inside. There’s so much that I wanted to do. There’s so much I wanted to say. There’s so much I wanted to share. But you took it all away. I want to say you lied. I want to say that I was supposed to have more time. But I can’t!

Vocals, Drums, and Guitars: the Emperor John-Morgan! Piano: C-DOG!
Lead Guitar: Jet-Boy! Bass: Nate Armstrong! Guitar Solos: Scott Bond!

NEVER MADE IT TO LONDON

Started in Nuneaton out on the Abbey Run. Singing and having fun running with the Noons. Drove through Birmingham on the wrong side of the road. Being in England is SO MUCH FUN! Never made it to London, It’s silly but true. Never made it to London, but I still found you. Rode with Lady Godiva under a giant ugly tent. Coventry Cathedral still stands after the Lufftwaffe’s bombs were spent. Double-glazed instructions when dining in Darlington. And I’m having just TOO MUCH FUN! Never made it to London, It’s silly but true. Never made it to London, but I still found you. Can you believe on the day I leave? Sent from heaven above, I would fall in love. I traveled so far. Funny how we met this day. How we met this way. Just in time to say Good-Bye. Wore armor at Bosworth and climbed the steps at Warwick. Jumped in to the Themes and saw a dog strapped on a lady’s chest. Danced with the Fool in Stratford’s Shakespeareland. Being in England is SO MUCH FUN! Oxford, Cambridge, Canterbury, Leeds, Liverpool, Manchester, Stonehenge. But I never made it to London. Never made it to London, It’s silly but true. Never made it to London, but I still found you. Can you believe on the day I leave? Love could be found in an airport lounge. I traveled so far. Funny how we met this day. How we met this way. Just in time to say Good-Bye!

Vocals: Sarah Nielsen! Guitars and Drums: the Emperor John-Morgan! Lead Guitar, Bass Guitar, and Guitar Solos: Scott Bond! Back-up Vocals: Rob Noon, Ryan Ward, and Mark Woz!

WILD EYES

Wild Eyes! Don’t know what it is that makes you lie. Could it be a spell or do they hypnotize? Or is it simply something that I know I’ll never find? Wild Eyes! Wild Kind! Sweet infatuation fills my mind. Will it give me visions or will it make me blind? Succulent seduction is the gift you realize. Wild Kind! Wild Eyes! You don’t know what it means to be alive. You won’t know that you’ve lived until you’ve tried. It’s the sweat that pours from a passionate demise. With your Wild Eyes! Wild Eyes! The silhouette that dances in my mind. It’s woven in the fabric, the fabric of your eyes. A web that still invites me to a lust materialized. Wild Eyes! The curving of your body, the color of your hair. The way you move, the way you speak, the perfume that you wear. It’s in your Wild Eyes! Your sexual attraction is apparent everywhere. It doesn’t matter what you do. The only thing that’s there. Is your Wild Eyes!

Vocals: Joe Booe! Keyboards: the Artist formely known as C-DOG!
Guitars and Bass: Jet-Boy! Drums: the Emperor John-Morgan!

PASSION & PAIN

It’s like a heartbeat in the night. It’s rhythm that’s haunting you. Lover’s touch nowhere in sight. Where can she be? Hidden in the shadows, reaching tender touch. Slipped away, once again, I need it so much. Can you feel the way I breathe? Until you love, don’t know, can’t believe? When you’ve had a taste of heaven, I know you’ll hear it too, Like a heartbeat in the night. It’s like a freight train pounding slow, Nothing can slow it down. Familiar smell, that you don’t know, Seems to linger around. Bipolar attraction, sense you can’t deny, Pulls you in no matter how hard you try. Can you feel the pain I breathe. Until you love, don’t know, can’t believe? Can you see the pain I breathe? Come and goes, don’t you know, it never leaves. Once you’ve had a taste of heaven, I know you’ll hear it too, Like a heartbeat in the night. Got a feeling that the time is right. The rhythm is calling you. Be afraid, you’re going to find, You feel the way I do. When you’ve had a taste of heaven, I know you’ll hear it too, Once you’ve had a taste of heaven, I know you’ll feel it too, Like a heartbeat in the night.

Vocals: Joe Booe! Back-Up Vocals: Sarah Nielsen! Keyboards, Bass, and Drums:
the Artist formerly known as C-DOG!

SPACE ANEMONE

Why, why, why don’t you ask me another way? The methods you use it doesn’t lead anywhere. Do you hear what I say? I’ve got time if you change your mind. I think you know where I’ll be found. Don’t be afraid, it doesn’t hurt at all. You just follow me down. Probing, searching, tumbling. The creature reaches its tentacles forth. Spreading outward not miles. But entire solar systems. The black fabric of space. Howls its empty silent shrieks. As it continues its burning search for Consumption, knowledge, and answers. To feed, to hunt, and to consume Is all that matters. Time’s elusive mask ungulates Each pulsating star. Throbbing... Pumping... The Hunger will not be denied. Cascading in its sexual destruction Swimming in tears of fear. A convalescent translucence permeates From the gaseous space clouds, Hovering amongst conscienceless. The Space Anemone swims on. Coming closer.. closer... closer... You always believe what you see and hear. Sometimes lies appear, below the surface. Two wrongs won’t make it all right. Don’t need a gunfight, to give it purpose. Hold my hand, you can close your eyes. Because a big surprise, is in waiting. Mouth turns dry but your lips are wet. Your in a cold sweat, anticipating. Follow me down, follow me, it’s all right. Follow me down, follow me, tonight. Follow me down, follow me.

Vocals: Joe Booe! Spoken Word: the Emperor John-Morgan!
Everything Else: the Artist formerly known as C-DOG!

IMAGES OF WOMEN

Music and Chanting: the Emperor John~Morgan!
Interviewer: Valerie Alpert! Thanks to all Interviewees!

Produced by Captain Pyrite. Tracks 2, 3, 6, 8, 9, 10, 11 mixed by Gordon Rinda. Tracks 1, 4, 5, 7, 12 mixed by the Emperor John-Morgan. All Songs Mastered by Gordon Rinda at Woodland Audio, Spring Grove, IL. Recorded at Star Command, Lake Villa, IL. Art Direction by the Emperor John-Morgan. ©2003 Pyrite Productions.


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