Forgetting Things

by Forest Pooky & Kepi Ghoulie

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This is a vinyl 12" split ep, B side handprinted as well as the cover. 4 unreleased tracks on side A. Artwork by Kepi. Only 500 pièces of this collector vinyl. Available on the 5 weeks European tour starting october 17th 2013.

Un split vinyle 12". Face B sérigraphiée tout comme la pochette. 4 titres inédits face A. Graphisme par Kepi. Seulement 500 pièces seront distribuées sur la tournée européenne de 5 semaines qui débutera le 17 octobre 2013.

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released October 16, 2013

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Forest Pooky Serrières, France

Forest Pooky was born in the USA, grew up in France with musicians as elder brothers and became one himself. The Pookies, Sons of Buddha, Black Zombie Procession, Annita Babyface and the Tasty Poneys, Opium du Peuple are bands he plays or played in these last 15 years as guitar, bass and/or singer.

Now on his own acoustic material, he's still breakingstrings and singing hard to get you high.
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Track Name: Kepi Ghoulie - Kepi Ghoulie - I need you, love
I need you, love

I need you, love, I need you
I need you, love, I need you

When I think about how I felt
I just sit there while my ice cream melts
I just put myself upon a shelf
I can't think about nothing else

I need you, love, I need you
I need you, love, I need you

I can't even open a book
Without thinking about Sam Cooke
That's just how strong my love was
And now my heart is just moldy fuzz...

I can't remember things before those days
And I can't forget your face
Nothing here can change those ways
And nothing else can take your place

I need you, love, I need you
I need you, love, I need you

I need you, love, I need you
I need you, love, I need you...
Track Name: Forest Pooky - A little blank spot in my neurotic transmission
I'm feeling tired sitting on this couch and doing nothing
So little has been done but it seems my brain has snapped and frozen

I should burn down the house
I need to kill the blank spot in my neurotic transmission
I should burn down the house
And will feel better…
And we will feel better

It's funny when I'm where I wanna be
I get gripped in satisfaction until I realize I'm far from me
I should burn down the house
Just for a little blank spot in my neurotic transmission
I should burn down the house
And try to remember

Oh, this song might be the fire I'll light
Sweet emptiness soon I will be your prisoner no more
I will sit lethargic no more

It will fill up the blank spots in my head
The ones that make me forget everything


I apologies for what I have not been
Sitting there but being gone
Can I forgive myself for all that I have never done
I will burn down the house
And light a little blank spot in my neurotic transmission
I 'll just burn down the house
And we'll be better
Track Name: Forest Pooky - Forest Pooky - Tale of a familiar old man
Tale of a familiar old man

He would sit there drinking tea
With a fat cat on his knees to say I remember
Those times when I was young
It a shame time is on the run
But I remember the flavors,
And I remember the colors

Broken backs and broken vans
Stupid jokes, our left arms tanned all that I remember
The food, shelter and kindest hands
I'm so grateful to all of them
I do remember their flavors
And I remember their colors

And if I lie sometimes
It's cause I'm checking my mind
I 'm trying to rewind
To get your face and name right

So if I did forget your names
Your faces curse my brains
The day and time we met eachother
The snacks and laughs we shared together
We're still around today
The most important things will always stay
Remembering the colors
Remembering the flavors
And if I lie sometimes
It's cause I'm checking my mind
I 'm trying to rewind
To get your face and name right
Did you notice that I was trying from the start when we were laughing
I hope not
But does it really matter
If the good is still remembered

He would sit there drinking tea
With a fat cat on his knees to say I remember
Those times when I was young
It a shame time is on the run
But I remember the flavors,
And I remember the colors



The sunrise…there's been plenty
My memory…just isn't as precise as it should be