"Kill Our Own Kind (5.54)" genre: Pop
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	Lush pop song with cool backward lead, wonerfull imagery, a stunner!!
	CD: Kill our Own Kind   Label: mp3 DAM CD !!!!! Credits: Scott Deegan/the Devil May Care
	Story Behind the Song Kill Our Own Kind is all over the shop and has no single lyrical theme. The first half of the first verse is just imagery really. Although I guess there's a melancholy to them. A sense of lost opportunity maybe...I don't know. The line about the basslines is about the groove in music. I think I was listening tio a bit of Creation Rebel and Massive Attack at the time. Getting off on deep dubby basslines. And I think the bass hits you directly in your nether regions, hence the sexual references. And I guess the from behind line means it's dirty, intense sex which I think that whole funk/groove/dub thing is obsessed with. 'This is what we wished for' relates back to that. Having a life full of good music & passion and 'soul food' and the 'wish' also relates to the next line about 'General Holmes Drive' which is the road that goes under one of the runways at Sydney Airport. If a plane is on top of the runway whilst I'm driving under then my girlfriend always makes a wish. I grew up about 5 minutes from this tunnel so it also carries a lot of emotional weight with me. Whenever I'm under it I'm almost in my hometown. It's right on Botany Bay hence the petroleum slicks on the incoming tide. The chorus is just about what a selfish prick I am in pursuit of my own pleasure. Killing our own kind is to kill off that part of yourself that is out for itself. I'm fairly drawn to Eastern philosophy, Tao, Buddhism and one of their main tenets is the killing of off passion. Something I find impossible to do but I have the utmost respect for those with the discipline to do so. 'Kill our own Kind' also refers to killing off sanctimonious 'inner-city, artist - lefty' types like myself. Sometimes you just get sick of your own bullshit and those you are associated with. Of course other times you'll die for them. Next verse is about wanting to be a rock n roll star - 'fame & disgrace'. But it's about more than that. After the chorus apologises for wallowing in hedonism the verse asks to be allowed to wallow in it and make our own mistakes. This pretty much reflects the state of my mind which is in constant conflict with itself on this issue and others. But I think there's a creeping conservatism coming back into the community re sex,drugs,art,cinema,music and I think it's insidious and shitty. Adults should be allowed to make their own mistakes. Certainly where recreation and entertainment are concerned. That's what the whole 'living in fear of a spelling mistake' line refers to. The start of the middle 8 is just a pay out on being over 30 and playing music. The next line about geniuses shitting me to tears because they don't watch the footy is a bit facetious I guess. What I'm referring to is cultural snobs who claim that art & sport are mutually excusive which is utter bullshit. I'm an avid league and cricket follower and these sports played at their peak move me just as much as the best that Van Morrison or Sparklehorse or Talk Talk or Mary Margaret O' Hara or the Dirty Three or Updike or Delilo or Scorcese or Bertolucci can offer me. I don't like purists on either side of the fence. There's room for everyone. Musically this is pretty simple. It grew out of that descending chordal pattern at the start. The lyrics were written first and it was played by the band pretty much as written. Jason didn't do too much with this mix. It's pretty much just the band playing. The only things added in the mix were the chimes in the first verse and the backward guitar track coming out of the first chorus. It's just a simple pop rock song but I think it's really strong melodically. I think that's why we chose it as the first track. We thought it would sound good coming out of the radio. We've got cello on both these tracks live now and we may well add the cello part on this recording before it's officially released. Which we hope isn't too far off. Lyrics Kill Our Own Kind (C devil may care 1998) it's pulling in again i lost this somewhere in a dream on stilts overlooking a vacant cloud land pining for a lend of all those good vibrations opened a small soul food store in the quicksand some people write bass lines that are like fucking from behind hands caressing chests & couples coming at the same time this is what we wished for as the plane hit general holmes drive & the petroleum slicks did dance on the incoming tide C baby kiss your hedonist boyfriend its keeping him alive his little pleasure chest he defends with embarrassing tactless pride lets kill our own kind now allow us to continue on our search for fame and disgrace & the right of a man to fall flat on his face this city don't write letters lives in fear of a spelling mistake i ain't willing to go to my grave just to avoid a little debate C baby kiss your hedonist boyfriend its keeping him alive his little pleasure chest he defends with embarrassing tactless pride lets kill our own kind now some lame assed bastard is searching for the perfect chord while some fresh faced kid has written his latest hit on the back of a skate board geniuses are few and far between and they generally shit me to tears cause they don't watch the football and they cant handle their beers

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