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Vanilla 2​.​0

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This album will grow from a single song to many with the approximate release of 1 song a month until the album is completed (with album price corresponding to the number of tracks). Watch Vanilla 2.0 grow over the next year.

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released July 14, 2015

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Vanilla Tacoma, Washington

Melodic indie-pop band from the US Pacific Northwest. Featuring Jayson Jarmon (formerly of Liar's Club), Sean Gaffney, Dana Sims (Witchburn, The Jet City Fix), and Kord Taylor. The project also features guest members including Gavin Guss (Tube Top), Carl Funk, Kirk Adams, and Scott McPherson (Pop4). ... more

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Track Name: Victim of the Rhyme
She’s mastered time
(and all I’ve mastered)
Is Gin and Lime
(and now who’s plastered?)
Is there something you can offer
The victim of the rhyme?

She’s broken me
(singlehandedly)
With her apathy
(In no time)
Is there pity you can offer
The victim of the rhyme?

Every dime
And every rhyme
And every speech
I offer
Just can’t bring
My rhyming scheme
Back to the author

When – in time
My peace of mind
Is led into the slaughter
I just can’t bring this diamond ring
Back to the altar…

She’s banished me
(for my heresy)
I’m lost eternally
(It’s a steep climb)
Is there comfort you can offer
The victim of the rhyme…
The victim of the crime
Track Name: Hai Karate Girls
I wish I was stronger
And the Hai-Karate Girls no longer
Bothered me…

I knew the days
When go-go boots were all the rage
My hair grew out just like Jimmy Page’s

My world was young
And “Swinging London” really swung
The whole peace and love thing had begun

I sold my soul
For Hi-watt amps and rock-n-roll
Desperate, debauched and on the dole

With no bread to spend
And the trust fund at its end
There’s no way that I could comprehend…
Track Name: Perfect Year
Perfect Year

Friends, cheer
It's the perfect end to the perfect year
Pricks, sneer
At the perfect end to the perfect year

As we climb
We will find peace of mind every time
We could fall

There's no peer
It's the perfect end to the perfect year
It's so clear
It's the perfect end to the perfect year

Top gear
The perfect end to the perfect year
The way's clear
The perfect end to the perfect year
Track Name: Alcoholiday
Alcoholiday
Let's go right away
Lime meets Tanqueray

Stagger straightaway
Down the whiskey way
Alcoholiday

Boujelais noveau
Green midori glow
Black and tan below
ooh-ooh

Down to Chardonay
Now there's hell to pay
Alcoholiday

We'll decant
And we'll rave and rant
'Til Dawn
We'll shed a tear
For the King of Beer
Until the light of day is gone
Track Name: The Curtain Coming Down
The Curtain Coming Down

You say Life’s a comedy
I say Life’s a tragedy
Now I’m just the scenery my dear…
You say what you want to say
You’re gonna say it any way
It’s just assault and battery my dear…

She smelled like tangerines,
And butterscotch from Dairy Queen.
She wasn’t what she seemed
With the curtain coming down.

She vanished in the West
Like a modern-day Marie Celeste
She put me to the test
With the curtain coming down

And still it makes me wonder
Did we get it right
Every day (every day)
And every night...

She felt like velveteen
And deviated from the mean
Now I ask myself what might have been
With the curtain coming down…
The curtain coming down….
Track Name: The Angel of Swain's Lane
The Angel of Swain's Lane
Is calling me again
She shines through the railings
And sycamores wailing
A figure of pity and pain
The Angel is crying again

They see her come and go
Through the park at Waterlow
The souls she's keeping
As company sleeping
In sepulchres buried below
The angel is lonely, I know.

Does she see me?
Does she care?
Does she cry
Without a prayer?

The Angel of Swain's Lane
Is crying out in vain
For someone departed
Forlorn, broken-hearted
A figure of pity and pain...
The Angel is crying again.
The Angel is crying again.
Track Name: Twilight
The world's gone dormant,
I'm feeling mordant
As the evening falls

The crows all cackle
The deadman rattles
In the sudden squalls


Spring is lovely, the summer's fine
But autumn takes the day this time
So I'm left shaken on the road less taken
In the twilight, twilight, twilight time.

The gloom will buffet us
Surrounding and astounding us
The blooms of summer seem so far
From where we are

And now that I’ve become
An eenie meany miny moron
In your erstwhile book of dreams
See what it means…

In time, we'll wonder why we're filed under
"It couldn't last"
But I still wonder if we made a blunder
On the second pass…

Spring is lovely, the summer's fine
But autumn wins the day this time

So I'm left shaken on the road less taken
In the twilight, twilight, twilight time.
Track Name: Hold Me Like A Grudge
The closet doors are open
The nightmare's seeping through
The witching words are spoken
There's nothing left to do.

So, fuck you very much
You hold me like a grudge
You hold me like a grudge.

The piano in the parlor
Plays a poignant tune
The sadness and the squalor
Are all because of you

Like a feather, in the wind
You may never hold again
And now, I will show you how.

The cupboards in the kitchen
As empty as the floor
The duties you've been ditchin'
Keep coming back for more
Track Name: Monkeypox!
Monkeypox

My baby wanted cancer
She smiled when she heard the Doctor's answer.
Monkeypox, she’s got Monkeypox..."

My baby wanted SARS
Just like one of your Hollywood stars
Monkeypox, she's got Monkeypox...

So she
Crafted the perfect story
Pouted and practiced "poor me"
Pumped up the old ennui
For me…

Now my baby is on the TV
While the news reporter's getting weepy
Monkeypox, she's got monkeypox.

My baby sold the film rights
So the monkeypox won't keep her up nights
Monkeypox, she's got monkeypox.

Monkey pox, she's got monkeypox
And she feels...fine.
Track Name: South Tacoma Way
The B&I where you and I
Would while the weary hours away
The Circus Store had pets and more
And Ivan kept the kids at bay…

You could watch the monkeys
While the hookers played
Down on South Tacoma Way…
Tacoma Way…

The restaurants and local haunts
Betray where there was once a boom
The local schmucks at the Friendly Duck
Gather in the Decoy Room

Where Steve’s Gay 90’s
Was never gay
Down on South Tacoma Way…
Tacoma Way

You say these memories
Don’t amount to much
But to a guy like me, they’re the stuff (full stop)
That dreams are made of

The coffee pot – I was there a lot
We danced until the monkeys screamed
The Java Jave is still alive
Do I hear ‘Batman’ or do I dream?


Where Steve and Bobby Floyd would play
Down on South Tacoma Way
Tacoma way…

The Starlight Drive-In is still inspirin’
Me to stand my ground and say …
Sure it’s tawdry but it’s all I got me….
Down on South Tacoma Way
Tacoma Way…
Track Name: Catherine the Grating
Catherine the Grating

Catherine the Grating
There’ll be no hesitating
Or mental masturbating now she’s gone
Catherine’s come undone…

Catherine the Grating’s
incessant intonating
Has got be praying for the day to come
Catherine’s come undone

Why oh why did the rabbit die?
Leaving me up to my eyes in diapers…
Catherine the Grating
She says
She says she’s the one

Catherine’s debating
In tones so resonating
The spheres that spin above
Can hardly hum--
Catherine’s come undone

Why oh why did the rabbit die?
Leaving me up to my eyes in diapers…
Catherine the Grating
She says
She says she’s the one