Horatio Snivelston Plays the Post​-​Pubescent Blues

by Knees Tartare

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No loops, no samples, simply ten never before heard bootlegs recorded in isolation by blues legend Horatio Snivelston.

Snivelston rose to fame with his dazzling but faithful live performances of blues classics. Almost completely self-taught, he was hailed by few as the next Robert Johnson and was quickly signed to a major music label (which shall remain unnamed). Snivelston was given $5,000 to complete the album which (by his accounts) he "immediately spent all of it on whiskey, tea, and some Mexican roots" which perhaps in some way explains the frenetic recordings that would become his "Post-Pubescent Blues." No one knows exactly what happened during the recording sessions as they were done in complete isolation, though label executives would later claim the album was recorded entirely in a day-long drunken mania (certainly a dubious claim).

His label, however, was expecting more standard blues songs and less of his new "style," so when they heard the album they immediately dropped him, and the album was never released. And when his former label came asking for the $5,000, Snivelston hit the road and was never seen again. He is almost certainly dead and the full version of "Horatio Snivelston Plays the Blues" will likely never be heard.

However, ten brand new early mixes were recently discovered and are being released here for the first time. They provide a glimpse of what could have been.

Enjoy the last Horatio Snivelston songs ever to likely be released. (Stereo headphones are recommended as the songs were taped on archaic recording equipment.)

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released May 30, 2012

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Track Name: Silver Nails Impales
the silver nails impales and rails your brain
strikes through the skull as it fails your dying remains
the bones are sticking up up thru the mud
and you just wanna get out but your eyes are covered in blood
it doesn't seem like the end is here
but when it comes I'll sure to be running running in fear
I'll sure to be running in fear
when the silver nails impalesit
rips your guts out
you wanna get away
but it pulls you down
and you just have to say
come with me I'm going to a pretty place where the flowers grow and I can see your face I can almost see it now and I know and I know and I know

she promised herself
that's what was coming
she needed to go
but had no way of running
His fingers wanted all of my memories
but I didn't want to give him my mother, my father or all the trees
that I've seen and thought about for oh so long
They're precious only to me, this all wrong

And I had to run but I couldn't run cuz my feet wouldn't move
And I had to think of a way out, but I couldn't think, cuz my brain was confused
And all I could see was blood dripping from my brow
And I was certain i would make it, but I wasn't certain how

And my hand reached out for fire, and my mind reached for something that wasn't there
and my finger kicked and my legs swam but nothing around me seemed to care
I wasn't even sure I was even moving, but at least I thought I was doing okay
but then he struck me with silver nail and then he impaled my brain
striking though skull as it failed my dying remains
and my bones poked through my elbows
and my open veins searched for light
and tightly pulled skin was starting to crack
not even light bulbs now seemed bright
and my insides were my outsides and my

outsides were all over the place
on floor and on his face
and several vital slice of my me
could be crushed beneath your feet
and my blood was coming
right up to my knees
and i was starting to think i must
have some horrible disease

he just wanted to see what the silvers nails could do
When the silver nail impales, you'll see when it's thru
My blood and brain, splattered the ceiling
and I was left with nothing not even a feeling

the bones and the skin
the blood and the eyes
the ribs and lips
the drips and the flies
fester inside
she just wants to die
Track Name: Scorched from the Seat
It seemed like a good idea at the time
But after running over it again and again in my mind
I'm starting to think I really could have done more
But it's always too late and it will always end like before
Track Name: Arthur Digby Alexander the Impressive II
Cantankerous, anxious and swelling
Arthur Digby Alexander was telling
another story he had told one
thousand times about how much fun

he could be 10
2

can't you see
even in sobriety
he wouldn't let his anxiety
get to be
a problem
probably
No society
has the problem see
but these people
wouldn't listen
they just dismiss him
say he's no fun at all
won't even drink alcohol

But in reality 14
2

Cantankerous, anxious and swelling
Arthur Digby Alexander was telling
another story he had told one
th ousand times about how much fun

He wanted to be 10
2

But the story was as always exaggeration
and no amount self congratulation
will convince anyone your anyone but yourself 8

He lost his tact and subtlety
believing it was honesty
but it was just a new lie to tell everybody else 8

non-sequitors in conversation
interrupting even capitulation
Just to tell of another minute victory

And again he was 10

Cantankerous, anxious and swelling
Arthur Digby Alexander was telling
another story he had told one
thousand times about how much fun

He really is 10
Track Name: A Weakly Day
It's just another
weakly day
won't remember this one
no it's already starting to fade

thought that you would
spend your time
a little better
and you wouldn't mind

if maybe we didn't do that tonight
but I guess we will
cause we got nothing better to do
and time to kill

It's just another
weakly day
nothing of interest
more of same

If you had any sense
you'd have gone long ago
If you had any sense
then I guess you would know
you'd have done something

and the days go and the day go by
weeks weeks weeks shooting on ahead
months months plodding along
and then it's years and then your dead

oh it's the memories you never thought you'd lose
Oh it's all things you wish you could still do
it's all the things that you imagine you could feel
Cause when it's been a weakly week, dreaming's got appeal
Track Name: Things
Oh you know money is
my little honey but
she left me so long ago
i just want to be with her
the things I would see with her
i guess that I will never know

The moments spent dreaming
always keep things seeming
like they will soon be okay
But I'm starting to dread
that I'll soon be dead
And things won't ever have changed

Nothing but regrets yeah
Nothing makes sense
I tripped - and I fell and I'm here
I think I've changed forever
Not sure it's for the better
But is change really something to fear?
Track Name: Really Orange You Glad?
Why don't you just say
why don't you just say
why don't you just say
what you are thinking

no one is listening
no one is listening
no one is listening
anyways

Why don't you just do?
Why don't you just do?
Why don't you just do?
what you wanted

No one is watching you
No one is watching you
No one is watching you
They don't care

It's so hard to see outside, it's so hard, it's so hard
It's so hard to see outside, it's so hard, it's so hard
It's so hard to see outside, it's so hard, it's so hard
It's so hard to see outside, it's so hard, it's so hard

If I could just
meet myself


There is
no reason
you should be
this way


There is nothing but looking forward to what is coming and there is nothing
There is nothing but looking forward to what is coming and there is nothing
There is nothing but looking forward to what is coming and there is nothing
There is nothing but looking forward to what is coming and there is nothing

It's so hard to see outside, it's so hard, it's so hard
It's so hard to see outside, it's so hard, it's so hard
It's so hard to see outside, it's so hard, it's so hard
It's so hard to see outside, it's so hard, it's so hard

Why don't you just say
why don't you just say
why don't you just say
what you are thinking

No one likes you
No one likes you
No one likes you
anyways

I'm not really sure
I'm not really sure
I'm not really sure
this is Conversation

But it sure is fun
But it sure is fun
But it sure is fun
It's almost like having one
Track Name: Oh, Thumbelina!
oh oh
oh thumbelina
come on girl
you tell a me a

what is what
what is the answer
tell me tell eme
I must understand ya

oh oh
oh thumbelina
talk to me
Oh I really need ya

quickly quickly
you must answer
so I can too
and I can go much faster

Yes, thumbelina why don't you just let me talk
I'm much much quicker

You won't believe
all that I can tell ya
Shouldn't either
But girl, I'm your fella

All my dreams
and mild fascinations
Please be quiet
we're having conversations

oh ohoh thumbelina
Track Name: Growing from a Crack
What was there to know?
Growing in a crack
Nothing up above but
There's no looking back

Squeeze between the tombs
you'll have to use your back
'Cause there's no one looking out for you
Growing in a crack