New York/Philadelphia based synth-punk, electro-wave pioneers, Crash Course in Science have been making their distinctive noise-pop dance music for quite some time. Using primitive analog drum machines and homemade synthesizers, they released their first 7” single “Cakes in the Home” in 1979. Their darker follow-up release, the influential “Signals From Pier Thirteen”, originally came out in 1981. The latter contained the underground club hits “Cardboard Lamb” and “Flying Turns”
“Cardboard Lamb” was the ‘inspirational basis’ for the massive 2002 club hit “Bucci Bag” by Andrea Doria, borrowing heavily from the original track. “Bucci Bag” has been used as a soundtrack for red carpet arrivals, on the television shows “Entertainment Tonight” and “The Insider,” and was also included in the soundtrack to “The Sopranos” video game. The original track “Cardboard Lamb” has been remixed by Vitalic and David Carretta and was released as a 12” single on Terence Fixmer’s Planète Rouge label in 2007.
“Flying Turns” has been remixed by Terence Fixmer and Danton Eeprom and was released as a 12” single on Terence Fixmer’s Jupiter label in 2009. “Flying Turns” was also used as an, as of yet, un-credited sample by DJ Hell on his track “Follow You” from his 2003 “NY Muscle” album.
Vinyl On Demand in Germany released the Crash Course in Science box set in the fall of 2009. This limited edition of 600 vinyl copies contained 3-LP’s and 1-7” single and sold out quickly. The box set marked the first appearance of the band’s previously unreleased debut album “Near Marineland”. Both “Near Marineland” and “Signals From Pier Thirteen” are now available for the first time on iTunes--as well as other digital music outlets--on the Schematic Records label
Crash Course in Science’s music has been included on many compilation albums over the past ten years, the most notable being “The Minimal Wave Tapes Volume One” released on Stones Throw / Minimal Wave in 2010, compiled by Minimal Wave founder Veronica Vasicka and Peanut Butter Wolf. In 2009 the band re-emerged as a live act performing in Europe & the US accompanied by original producer John Wicks and The Enchantress of Bioluminosity Andrea Beeman. The band completed a mini tour of the US in August 2009, sharing the bill with fellow Schematic Records label artist Adrian Bertolone aka Ay Fast
Taken from CCIS Press Kit
Near Marineland Lyrics
It costs to be austere
Walking across the great divide
It ceased to be a bother
But even through the final word
Well, the door is locked, the key returned
It costs to be austere (x6)
They corralled it all away
I hate to sign my name
Along a dotted line
To get on out of hеre
Better than bеfore
Just show me to the door
It costs to be austere (x6)
And if you haven't changed your mind
I’ll stare and teach and bother you
There is a place, another place
For people just like you
Why, you'll be so happy, yeah
You won't know what to do
It costs to be austere
Yeah, buddy, austere
Go ahead and play King Lear, I don’t care
Butter, botcher, bull or steer
Oh no, my god, to get me outta here
When I get fucking better not be here
Just get it outta here
I want the tent to disappear
I want the chair to disappear
I want the tent to disappear
I want the chair to disappear
Only to disappear
It costs to be austere (x12)
I want that chair to disappear
I want that chair to disappear
Want that chair better disappear
Better not be here
'Cause it costs to be austere
Someone reads
You walk out
And someone reads
You step out
And someone reads
It doesn't matter
If you don't want to
'Cause someone reads you
I get annoyed
When someone reads
I get a pain in the neck
When someone reads
And I get billed
When someone reads
When someone reads me
And if you choose to
You may read
And if you choose
You may read
But if you don't
You may be saying
That somеone reads me
Jump over barrels
Can't you say that I didn't [?]
You can't say that I didn't
You can't say that I didn't [?]
You can't say that I did not
You try to make me jump over barrels
You try to make me jump over barrels
You try to make me go out with Carol
(Carol? Oh no!)
And I don't appreciate it at all
[?]
You can't say that I didn't [?]
Can't say that I did not
Thought something like a nine year [?]
You can't say that I did not
Pompeii spared
Walk across the faded square
Inside the room Pompeii is spared
Shift the plaster tile missed
On the floor the radiator
See the clock go round and round
As tile chip up off the ground
In the empty room Pompeii is spared
You take your chances [?] chairs
No power here, no idle chat
No checks and mail, an empty room
Pompeii is spared the news and there
Is paper running off the walls
A noise I notice down the halls
Signals from Pier Thirteen Lyrics
Cardboard lamb
Cardboard lamb
Racing down the track
Cardboard on a rack
Cardboard lamb
Ticket on the train
Cardboard on the brain
Cardboard lamb
Flying Turns
Lining up against the wall
Release the railing you want fall
You're at the nervous center
It's not threatening at all
You begin to spin around
Take your hand, touch the ground
It has to end somewhere
Later you're all there
Select the left or right
Monitor the height
You're adjusting slightly
Knowing that you might
Lining up against the wall
Release the railing you want fall
At the nervous center
It's not threatening at all
You begin to spin around
Take your hand, touch the ground
It has to end somewhere
And later you're all there
Factory Forehead
The length of your forehead
You know not quite what I mean
A matter of plastic was forced
Somewhere in between
You lowered it down
They had it all over you
When you were caught up
Was someone standing but
For you
There were metal strips glowing and
Hot wires burning underneath
Watery eyes seeing
But hardly
Through the steam
The sheet metal flew
All throughout the dark room
All someone said to me
Was hurry put your coat on
Well, okay
Wе're moving out
The length of your forеhead
You know not quite what I mean
A matter of plastic was forced
Somewhere in between
You lowered it down
They had it all over you
When you were caught up
Was someone standing but
For you
There were metal strips glowing and
Hot wires burning underneath
Watery eyes seeing
But hardly
Through the steam
Can't hear what you say
My work condition's okay
Only thing I fear
Don't want to be left down here
Well, okay
We're moving out