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ARSENAL: the album. out now
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lyrics and credits

1. Slammer
2. Waste Of Time (Over It)
3. Big Dick
4. Asian Driver
5. Pay Up
6. I Wish I Were A Lesbian
7. Arsenal
8. Am I Still A Creep
9. Cool Girl
10. Drag You In
11. S.S.W.B.
12. Rock N Roll Artifice

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SLAMMER


get up and go
i’m gonna start the show
i’m gonna let you know
that i’m gonna blow
all that held me back
now i’m gonna attack
every demon and act
and i’m gonna react

(refrain):
i spent too much time in the slammer
i’m finally getting out
and with every illusion shattered
i bail myself out

seeing the signs
and i know i’m divine
breaking out of the binds
that had left me for blind
and i’m starting to see
again, i’m getting free
i’m getting, back to me
and i’m feeling quite pleased

(repeat refrain)

(bridge):
lalalala baby
it’s finally time
to go out and get mine
lalalala baby
it’s long overdue
what i’m meaning to do
lalalala baby
i’m through with the past
through with kicking my ass
lalalala baby
i’ve gone to explore
gone to open new doors

time to reflect
then it’s time to accept
then it’s time to perfect
time to stand erect
‘cause i’m living a dream
with a knowledge supreme
i’ve got a brand new sheen
jumping over the beam

(repeat refrain)
(repeat bridge)
(repeat refrain x2)

Written by Rex Allen Baunsit, (c)2017. (SOCAN)
Vocals: RexySpice
Electric and acoustic guitars: RexySpice
Bass: Myke Mazzei
Drums: Jeff Kahl
Percussion: RexySpice, Myke Mazzei

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WASTE OF TIME (OVER IT)


well it took me way too long
to get me to the point
where I’m back to feeling fine
and not so out of joint
had a few final hurrahs
of wanting someone dead
now I’m over it
over it
over that shit

i was stumbling around
mumbling like a fool
i was caught in a delusion
breaking the wrong rules
had to throw out the garbage
and go back to school
now I’m over it
over it
over that shit

about time that I got back to writing a song
that actually felt liberating
about time I decided to say so long
to emotional masturbating
to the worn-out issues that I looked at
one too many times

well my heart was emptied out
my brain practically dead
feeling far behind
looking like i’m way ahead
when things were looking up
all that I could feel was dread
now I’m over it
over it
over that shit

i took a long time
’cause you messed up my bliss
i was happy in my life
and you literally pissed
all over what I built
from scratch with my fists
but I’m over it
over you
over that shit

about time that I haven’t seen that face in years
and I don’t even gotta destroy it
about time that my vision is finally clear
now that such a sick, contorted
influence is not a factor in the operation of
my life

all evidence erased now
no relevance no trace now
history nonexistent now
all evidence erased now
no relevance no trace
permanently deleted now

notwithstanding this reckoning
in spite of my smile
i’m moving right along
we’ll never reconcile
you cannot be recycled
you’re in the trash pile
now i’m over it
over it
over your shit

about time now that everything that was wrong
has finally been corrected
about time now i’m finally ’bout to end this song
’cause now i’m so disaffected
as if you never existed so i don’t care if you’re dead
or alive
’cause you’re that much of a lie and you’re a

waste of time
a waste of time
it was a waste of time
a waste of time
don’t wanna waste my time
waste my time
not gonna waste my time
waste my time

all evidence erased now
no relevance no trace now
(repeat)

(ad libs)

i was caught in a delusion breaking the wrong rules
had to throw out the garbage and go back to school

you’re just a waste of time,
and i’m over it,
over that shit

Written by Rex Allen Baunsit, (c) 2017. (SOCAN)
Vocals: RexySpice
Acoustic guitars: RexySpice
Bass: Myke Mazzei
Percussion: RexySpice, Myke Mazzei

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BIG DICK


i heard you got a big dick
is that why everybody tolerates you?
acting like a big dick
you think nobody knows that you’re a fake dude
with the soapbox that you’re standing on
getting kinda shaky, gonna fall through
but if i had a big dick
could i get away with as much as you do?

‘cause i bet you think you’re happy when you’re easily enraged
think you wrote the book of wisdom, you can’t even turn the page
you surround yourself with sycophants who think they’re being paid
you believe in your own myth, everybody’s getting played

you think you’re such a big dick
in that you think you’ve got everyone else fooled
you really think you’ve seen it all
stubbornly resisting any new rules
and you love it when they kiss your ass
but i am not the only one who sees through
you really know how to project
owning up to your shit is not what you do

and it’s funny how everyone just can’t wait to get in line
compromising individuality time after time
and you colour anything that doesn’t fit into your box
with well-articulated bullshit, pseudo-intellectual talk!

here’s my red herring
time to prorogue you
here’s my red herring
i did not vote for you
(repeat)

i’ve decided i’m not gonna fall in line
i don’t care if that means i’m gonna have a harder time
especially since i’ve come so far and i’ve not given in
conformity is something i’ve never been interested in
it’s a sin
in my religion it’s a sin

so i won’t suck your big dick
i’m not gonna compromise to get through
this life that i’m enjoying much
don’t care about the bullshit you aspire to

and you bet i’ll be so happy and i won’t be so enraged
‘cause i’m writing my own book of wisdom, writing my own page
i don’t need a team of sycophants, i just need my good friends
i don’t need your value system, i prefer mine in the end

don’t want your big dick
don’t need your big dick
don’t want your big dick
(x3)

won’t suck your big dick
won’t eat your big dick
you’re just a big dick!!

Written by Rex Allen Baunsit, (c) 2017. (SOCAN)
Vocals: RexySpice
Electric and acoustic guitars: RexySpice
Bass: Myke Mazzei
Drums: Jeff Kahl
Percussion loop: Myke Mazzei

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ASIAN DRIVER


i’m gonna get in your lane and piss you off
i’m gonna be the one you blame when you get a cough
i’m gonna block your cock when you want some ginger – we were here first
all of your expectations is what I’m not

well it’s such a funny scene
everybody around me
acts exactly like me
but it’s always only me
that they tend to scrutinize
‘cause they don’t want to oblige
to the way I’m always seen
What a novelty to see

(chorus 1):
i’m an asian driver
i don’t have the time
to follow all the signs
like a fuckin’ concubine
i’m an asian driver
i’m not gonna play nice
if you want some of my rice
you better eat the spice!

i didn’t get this far playing up to type
the soft spoken subservient kind of prototype
‘cause I only get what I want working twice as hard
so i can be visible enough not to discard

so i’m driving on my path
and i’m stepping on the gas
i don’t mean to cut you off
but you’re privileged enough
‘cause when everybody sees
you as somebody to beat
someone not to share the road
with, it puts you in the mode

(repeat chorus 1)

(chorus 2):
‘cause i am a survivor
you better give it up
‘cause i will not live up
to the image you thought up
i’m an asian driver
won’t do what you expect
i won’t always say yes
i won’t bow for your respect

everybody’s focusing on me
instead of hating everyone equally
everybody’s looking for opportunity
to cut in line and get all the victory
and everybody thinks that it isn’t fair
when someone who looks like me doesn’t wanna share
as if i’m the only one who’s not playing fair
as if i’m the only one acting unaware

everybody’s got their ideas ‘bout what i do
but i probably speak better English than you
i suck at math and i won’t fix your computer — get a clue sir
i’ve measured up more than once with the likes of you

so you can block me on your grind
and continue to malign
‘cause i’m gonna stick around
and continue to confound
everything you preconceive
all the bullshit you believe
either way i’m gonna drive
on this road and i’ll thrive

(repeat chorus 1 and 2)

i’m gonna get in your lane and piss you off!

Written by Rex Allen Baunsit, (c) 2017. (SOCAN)
Vocals: RexySpice
Electric and acoustic guitars: RexySpice
Bass: Myke Mazzei
Percussion: RexySpice, Myke Mazzei

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PAY UP


i’m not too proud to pay up
after everything I gave up
i’m not too proud to pay up
i’ve proved I’m worthy enough
every prize has a price
i’ve earned the right
to buy my just rewards

i’m not too proud to pay up
now that i’m making enough
i’m not too proud to pay up
now i’m allowed to touch
you can’t try before you buy
so break my wallet
and you won’t break my heart

(chorus):
i know what i’m getting, i know this life
don’t have a money back guarantee
i know what i’ve gotten, i know the consequence
of getting what you want for free

so i’m not too proud to pay up
i much prefer the set up
i’m not too proud to pay up
for no delusion, and no break up
by the way, when you legalize
you’re less likely to victimize
my dear

(repeat chorus)

(refrain):
nothing is free, yeah
so tell me how much is it gonna be?
nothing is free, yeah
be upfront and i might just pay the fee

i’m not too proud to pay up
worked hard and i have saved up
whether you work out at the gym
or just dig in to your savings
we’re getting what we want
everyone’s got their favourite restaurant
(repeat chorus)
(repeat refrain)

nothing is free and i’m jaded
been frustrated
trying to fit to what society
tells me is the big ideal
but what is real
is that it’s not my destiny
to live up to idealized
commercialized
stupid superficial fantasy
and now that i’m a bit more wealthy
i think it’s healthy
to face this reality, hey hey!

i’m not too proud to pay up
i’ve proved i’m worthy enough
i’m not too proud to pay up
now that i’m making enough
i’m not too proud to pay up
now i’m allowed to touch
i’m not too proud to pay up

nothing is free
that’s the way we’ve built society,
you and me
nothing is free
be upfront and i might just pay the fee
i’m staying healthy psychologically
so tell me how much is it gonna be?

i’m not too proud to pay up…

Written by Rex Allen Baunsit, (c)2017 (SOCAN)
credits
from Arsenal, released March 3, 2017
Vocals: RexySpice
Electric and acoustic guitars: RexySpice
Bass: Myke Mazzei
Drum Loop: Myke Mazzei

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I WISH I WERE A LESBIAN


i wish i were a lesbian
it sucks to be a gay man
You gotta keep your shape
so you can rape yourself
i wish that i were Carole Pope
my life would have a lot more hope
no distraction from my plan if i were k.d. lang.

but i am
constantly craving
endless masquerading
so goddamn frustrating get me out of this dream
i’m constantly craving
endless masquerading
taking the berating get me out of this scene

i wish i were a lesbian
‘cause when you are a gay man
the peer pressure is less political
and way more physical
the images shoved down my throat
and dancers on a corporate float
all these ideas of aspiration
increase the desire
(but don’t do much to inspire)

i’m constantly craving
endless masquerading
so goddamn frustrating get me out of this dream
i’m constantly craving
endless masquerading
taking the berating get me out of here,
nobody

walks like me
or talks me
so i’m conditioned, to-not like me,
no one looks like me
or sings like me
and i start believing i
shouldn’t even exist
(the way i am)
i wish i were a lesbian

i wish i were a lesbian
then i could get on with my plan
take-my means to my end without a care to the latest trends
i’d probably be a superstar
i already play folk guitar
that shit don’t fly when you’re a nondescript non-white gay guy
(…… who didn’t suck cock in a movie)

constantly craving
endless masquerading
so goddamn frustrating get me out this scene
i’m constantly craving
endless masquerading
taking the berating of a culture that says

that i must comply with the pretty pretty guys
looking up to the girls who run the world
of airbrushed cosmopolitan society
don’t forget to eschew variety
on top of that desire your oppressor
become invisible succumb to the pressure
your ideal lover is a magazine cover
and live so happily ever after

hell, the way it stands
i wish i were a lesbian

(save me save me save from this life)
the way it stands
i wish i were a lesbian

(i’d be divine i’d be closer to fine)
the way it stands
i wish i were a lesbian

(action, yes i am)
the way it stands
i wish i were a lesbian
the way it stands
i wish i were a lesbian
constantly craving
i wish i were a lesbian

Written by Rex Allen Baunsit, (c) 2017. (SOCAN)
Vocals: RexySpice
Electric and acoustic guitars: RexySpice
Bass: Myke Mazzei
Percussion: RexySpice, Myke Mazzei

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ARSENAL


i’m not gonna tell anybody your name
you’re like a cat in the hat
gonna scat it’s a fact you’re rat
don’t go telling my friends what you’re up to
‘cause i’ll find out never doubt got the clout
you’re about to find out gonna sing you’re nothing
and i know it now

boy you’ve got a lot of nerve to come out to my party
acting like you want my jock to get in my bacardi
i said i wish you’d ‘hurry up’ and now that you have done it
i’ve got firsthand experience,
you don’t have much to show for it

(chorus):
my arsenal is bigger than yours
my arsenal is bigger than yours
my arsenal is bigger than yours
‘cause i got more inside, take a ride
far away from me
my arsenal is bigger than yours
my arsenal is bigger than yours
my arsenal is bigger than yours
and i’m about to settle the score

settle the score

you’re a rich bitch
you don’t have to rely
on the old man’s money
so it’s really really funny
that you did
wanna scratch the itch
but you’re not very far
you pretend you’re a star
and you work on your art
but you’re not
and you don’t
and you’re selfish in the sack as well and

i just can’t believe that you would show up to my party
acting like your corporate job can’t buy your own bacardi
your smile is cute just like a dog’s but you’re not that impressive
i’m done pumping your ego up
now i’m on the offensive, bitch!

(repeat chorus)
settle the score..

(bridge):
think you’re a big mack
you’re just a small fry
not having a heart attack
i’m just a good guy
who’s just been played to entertain
a corporate machine
but now i’m protesting your policies
unjust and obscene
oh

somebody like you oughta act your age
you think you’re out of my league
i’ve got news for you baby
some of the guys i’ve gotten compliments and sex from make you look like a dumpy
little poor stupid ugly peasant
i’ve had way more charming and pleasant
never disrespect my presence
and give a way better performance!

(repeat chorus except last line)
and i won’t take your shit anymore

won’t take your shit anymore
‘cause i’ve just about settled the score
settled the score
i’ve just about settled the score

Written by Rex Allen Baunsit, (c) 2017. (SOCAN)
Vocals: RexySpice
Acoustic guitars: RexySpice

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AM I STILL A CREEP


yes, i’m judgemental towards
shallow people
but i know i’m not the one
whose perspective is feeble
because i can see the beauty in the
lack of embellishment
i much prefer the grown to the
manufactured personalities are not in keeping with my spirit
they clip my wings and push me to the limit
i start to think that stupid things are really important
so get out of my face if you think it’s that important

(chorus):
is my hair looking nice?
is that boy looking at me?
what mind games can i play
so that i can get my way?
is my wallet really fat?
is my stomach really skinny?
is my beauty only skin deep?
am i still a creep?

i’ve spent some time in the
land of the vacuous
that i did not kill somebody is
really quite miraculous
i started to believe that i really did belong
in a state of eternal sleep, i found out i was wrong
so i got really mad and the truth i had to face
and i took myself out, i was gone without a trace
and i don’t think i ever want to return again
to a place where life is only, worthy when

your hair’s looking nice… (into repeated chorus)

in a sea of outsiders, i’m a misfit
’cause i’m one of the chosen few, who can deal with it
in a sea of outsiders, i’m a misfit
’cause i’m one of the chosen few, who don’t give a shit

you can say i’m mean,
i don’t see the humanity
in shallow people’s schemes but
that’s not reality
i know ’cause i’ve been there and i’ve played the game
and it’s fun for awhile ’til you cause yourself the pain, of
living on the surface, living like it don’t matter
that the pictures we paint are easy to shatter
when you try to ignore that our life is defined
by so much more than just the, bottom line

or if your hair’s looking nice…..(into repeated chorus)

Written by Rex Allen Baunsit, (c) 2017. (SOCAN)
Vocals: RexySpice
Electric and acoustic guitars: RexySpice
Bass: Myke Mazzei
Drums: Jeff Kahl

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COOL GIRL


(inspired by and dedicated to Amanda Holmes)

she walks in with a too cool strut
she don’t care if you think she’s a slut
she’s too busy making everything right
she don’t have to bark she’s got enough bite
she’s in control of her very own world
she don’t know what it feels like for a girl
she’s not bothered by any circumstance
she knows she’s cool enough and lucky with a chance

(b-section):
and i always wanted to be just like that girl
and i always wanted to be inside her world
she don’t need a saviour

(chorus):
i want to be just like you
i want to be just like you
i want to be just like you
but i’m just a starstruck fool

she’s been in movies she plays guitar
she dates the boss and she’s a superstar
but make no mistake no don’t get me wrong
this ain’t a fake-ass girl power song
i used to work with her in a big record shop
all the straight boys they wanted her on top
a little debbie harry and a little chrissie hynde
and a whole heap of nothing but her own damn mind

(repeat b-section)
(repeat chorus)

(bridge):
and she don’t have to throw it in your face
when she walks in and lights up the place
she’s obviously fabulous but not without grace
and she’s not too afraid to admit her mistakes
but she ain’t gonna dwell she’ll learn her lesson well
and then she’s gonna go back to raisin’ ‘little hell
she knows what she wants and what she’s gonna get
in the life of a girl who lives without regret

what a cool girl
what a cool girl
what a cool fucken’ girl
she don’t need a saviour

(repeat chorus x2)
i’m just a starstruck fool
i’m just a starstruck fool and i wanna be a cool girl

Written by Rex Allen Baunsit, (c) 2017. (SOCAN)
credits
from Arsenal, released March 3, 2017
Vocals: RexySpice
Electric and acoustic guitars: RexySpice
Bass: Myke Mazzei
Drums: Jeff Kahl
Percussion: Myke Mazzei

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DRAG YOU IN


dragging you in
once more
i can’t help it
i need to score
you’re not so good
for my health
but you hit my spot and i’m feeling the wealth of
a temporary high
like time is on my side
like i’m already flying
you know i cannot hide
i take you in
between my lips
then i’m breathing in your poison
it’s such a sweet trip

(chorus):
and i feel you hit my brain
and i’m riding on your plane
at the point of no return
i see you glow i see you burn
and i’m feeling quite the same
so you know i can’t be blamed
all the way into my lungs
i’m having so much fun!

i drag you in
and it’s so bad
i can’t help it
you must be had
thought i could put this
habit on hold
but lately life is out of control
i pay the price
unwrap the pack
i sniff the contents
then i attack
set you on fire
i got no fear
i devour you just like a beer!
(repeat chorus)

(bridge):
my body starts to convulse, and
you start to give me your lovin’
i’m killing you and you’re killing me
i’ve got to get you inside of me

got to get you all up inside of me

dragging you in
right to the base
that’s how i roll
don’t like to waste
that’s how i roll
i want it all
i feel the rush
and then i fall

when i feel you hit my brain
and i’m riding on your plane
at the point of no return
i just wanna keep on burning
you know that i’m insane
but you know i won’t be blamed
when it’s all up in my lungs
then it’s over ‘til the next one

drag you in drag you in drag you in yeah (x2)
drag you in drag you in i take you in yeah
drag you in drag you in

dragging you in
right to the base
dragging you in
i don’t like to waste
dragging you in
right in my face
dragging you in
i like the taste

Written by Rex Allen Baunsit, (c) 2017. (SOCAN)
Vocals: RexySpice
Acoustic guitar solos: Myke Mazzei
Electric and acoustic rhythm guitars: RexySpice
Bass: Myke Mazzei
Percussion: RexySpice, Myke Mazzei

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S.S.W.B.


sexy skinny white boys
they get me every time
put me in a position
i just can’t wait to dine
you know i’ve been in love before
but this ain’t about that
it’s all about feeling good
and i’m pretty good at that

(chorus):
i’m not ashamed of the things i wanna do
and what i do
i’m not ashamed, there’s no reason for you
to be confused
do what you like, do what you do, i’ll
do what i like, and if that is you, we’ll
have a good time, if that is what you
wanna do with me the way i wanna do it with somebody like a

sexy skinny white boy
yeah they’re my favorite type
but i’m not stuck ‘cause i’ve been
known to diversify
an eclectic back catalogue
you know i’ve been around
you know i’ve learned a lot of tricks
makin’ my way through the town …
(repeat chorus)

sexy skinny white boy, come on down!
we can go downtown
turn it upside down
what you do for me
i can do for you
my favourite thing to do
i wanna do it with you – uh!
(repeat)

i won’t be silenced
put down your defense
i’m not racist
i just know what i want for
breakfast!

(repeat chorus)
(repeat first four lines)
*slurp* mmm mmm mmm

Written by Rex Allen Baunsit, (c) 2017. (SOCAN)
Vocals: RexySpice
Electric and acoustic guitars: RexySpice
Bass: Myke Mazzei
Percussion: RexySpice, Myke Mazzei

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ROCK N ROLL ARTIFICE


i don’t give a fuck about rock n roll artifice
i don’t give a damn about the swagger and the pose
i don’t give a fuck about trying to live up to the hype
there ain’t no fucking point if there ain’t nothing to be told

sittin’ there, ripping up the imagery
with your own mythology
worshipping the same shit dichotomy
turn it up, purchase anything you want
sex and drugs and getting drunk
there ain’t really much of a difference
i’m no prude, i’ll do all of the above
but i know it ain’t part of — making song
everybody’s got it wrong
looking up to everything you curse and dread
wish you had the fame instead
seems to me
envy and hypocrisy

i don’t give a fuck about rock n roll artifice
i don’t give a fuck if you got shiny diamond rings
i don’t give fuck about trying to be a parasite
if that’s what you’re about then i don’t wanna hear you sing

on tv, they say that it’s all inside
you wish that you had their ride
tell me is your song that irrelevant?
what you want? something else to measure up
to what has no bearing of
any true importance or elegance?
looking cheap, flashing that excessive wealth
got no spiritual health
bound to lose, if you let it get to you
obsessing over what you hate
so much, you cannot formulate
anything, that is true
or have your own point of view

i don’t give a fuck about rock n roll artifice
i don’t believe everything i see on tv
i don’t give a fuck about trying to be a parasite
i don’t give a fuck about fabulosity

rock n roll is a myth
music is a songwriter
rock n roll is a myth
music is a guitar player
rock n roll is a myth
music is a record scratcher
rock n roll is a worn out myth
it’s a magazine article
and music is the speaker

so i don’t give a fuck about rock n roll artifice
i don’t give a fuck about misogynistic artifice
i don’t give a fuck about patriarchal artifice
i don’t give a fuck about alternative artifice
i don’t give a fuck about hip-hop artifice
don’t even give a fuck about punk rock artifice
i don’t give a fuck about any kind of artifice
it’s not about the box you’re in
it’s ’bout the art you make

i don’t give a fuck about rock n roll artifice
…the swagger and the pose, wearing fashionable clothes
…bullshit on tv talking fabulosity
…shiny diamond rings and the unimportant things
…sayin’ it’s inside, but you wanna pimp that ride?
FUCKER!

Written by Rex Allen Baunsit, (c) 2017. (SOCAN)
Vocals: RexySpice
Electric and acoustic guitars: RexySpice
Bass: Myke Mazzei
Drums: Jeff Kahl
Percussion: RexySpice, Myke Mazzei

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GENERAL PRODUCTION NOTES

Produced by Myke Mazzei with RexySpice
Recorded, Engineered and Mixed by Myke Mazzei at The Haig Underground, Scarborough, ON
Drums recorded by Myke Mazzei at Typewriter Studio, Toronto, ON

Album mastered by Martin Bowes at The Cage Studios, Coventry, UK
(initial mastering of “Waste Of Time ” and “I Wish I Were A Lesbian” by Karl Machat at Misters Mastering House; both tracks re-mastered for the album by Martin Bowes at The Cage Studios, Coventry, UK)

Album cover and physical CD package art direction: Aaron Ber
Photography: Brendan Albert Photography

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THANKS AND GRATITUDE

For helping–either by connection, advice or contribution–to make my vision for this album come true to life: Myke Mazzei, Jeff Kahl, Martin Bowes, Ryan Clark, Karl Machat, Aaron Ber, Brendan Albert, Nick Austin, Din Yalonen, Dan McLean Jr., Jeff Alan Greenway, Arlene Paculan, Graydon James.

Previous collaborators who helped me pave the way to where I am now as an artist: Jasun Mark, Ryan MacNamee, Kyle Mayer, and especially Jory Berger.

For empathizing and neutralizing my gay angst, while tolerating my lesbian envy: David Kitzmann, Shawn Johnston, Brandon Ashcroft, Sean Barrett (x1000). <3

For keeping me in check, taking the piss, and occasionally slapping me out of my neuroses: David Plank, Nikki Murphy, Erik Bleich, Carl Lorusso Jr., Rehan Dalal, Matt Repetski, Osanna Ber, Rachelle Ashcroft.

For longtime encouragement and enduring, life-saving love and loyalty: Jennifer Valencia Curtin, Carlin Belof, Corrie Graham, Stella Cade, Katie Malkovsky, Jon Travis Train, and ALL the Lorussos, but especially Carl Sr., Cindy, Alex, and Lindsay.

Special attention must be paid to some of my earliest co-conspirators and cheerleaders in the earliest days of “get up & go” and such—I will always be grateful: Ryan G. Hinds, Chris Jai Centeno, Dwaine Hill, David McGuire, T.C. Folkpunk, Jamieson Eakin, Kritty, Chrystal D., Tres DeLa Comte, Elissa Gunn (née Gallai), Noah Zacharin, Judy Perly.

Fellow warriors on the inspirational trail, I am in solidarity with you always: Mip, Greg Kowalczyk, Edie Wilson, Shane MacPherson, Pamela White, Nyree MacPherson, Tristan Murphy, Dave Thiel, Connie MacPherson, Tammy Moone, Kim Jarrett, Jay Pollock, Rich Fairthrone, Alissa Vox Raw, Lizzie Violet, Harrison Fine, Jade Wan, Carmen Toth, Rebecca MacDonald, Carmen Rachel, Jack Connolly, Zoltan Hawryluk, Nikki Ashworth, Quentin Thwaites, Marcy Rogers, Duncan Armstrong, Philip Cairns, Ellie Anderson, Lisa Diane Reuckert, Bianca Boom Boom, Jessica Fodor, Tonya Harper, Jaclyn Hunter, Scott MacKay, Sean Ryan, Amanda Holmes, Cate McKim, Kat Leonard, Alex Zdravkovic, Adam Beer-Colacino, Terry Wilkins, Jesse Boxer-Meyrowitz, Alan Zemaitis, Kyle Sullivan, SuperTash, Josh “JLatte” Lopez, Ryan Jordan, Timothy Cranford, Jason Farrar, Steve York, Thomas Moffett, Jimmy Byron, Angela Mastrogiacomo, Dyniss Rainer, Chelsea Manders, Nick Prentice, Tony Rabalo, Jeffery Straker, Ryan Warner, Matthew McPeck, Vincent Tabo, Suzanne Nuttall, Tony Chan, Mark Laderman, Liz Buryk, JD Doyle, Stephen Sims, David Marsden, and a truckload more people I can’t fit into this space. I appreciate and love you all.

My family near and far for (ahem) nurturing my strange behaviour: Mom, Dad, Ar, Hopey, Minn, and Tita Sar, Hec, Lloyd, Mar, Tita Lau, Tito Max, Tita Jos, Jurelyn, Jonathan, Benjamin, Tita Jos, Hec, Mar, Lloyd, Bal, Ant, Tita Fel, Tito D, Mel, Kathy, Matt.. and also, to Linda Stock as well as Kent, Cindy, Doris, Natalie, Nicole, and Tigger Barrett for letting me be a part of your family for so long, in so many ways.

To these previously unmentioned fine folks, friends and family who supported the fledgling gofundme campaign that helped get this thing mastered and printed, thank you: Michael Thompson and Yanick Landry, Kym Shwaluke, Nadiya Shah, Katrina Dow Johnson, Nerissa Camacho, Tara Potvin, Rhea Marana, Benjamin Nieuwland.

Big, big thanks to Indie Pool, and shout out to all my colleagues past and present from HMV, Kidomo, St. Joe’s, St. Lawrence, and TCI.

Finally, for inspiration and exemplary behaviour always: Madonna, Billy Bragg, Carole Pope, Frank Turner, Liz Phair, Chrissie Hynde, Ani DiFranco, Joni Mitchell, Daniel J. Cartier, Kirsty MacColl, Glen Phillips, Toad The Wet Sprocket, Suzanne Vega, Kylie Minogue, and–yes–the Spice Girls!!

(P) & (C) 2017 RexySpice. All rights reserved. (SOCAN)

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not your average lyrically driven violently acoustic unintentionally comic singer songwriter