Rainy Days and Remixes - EP

by The Opiates

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This release means a lot to myself and Robert Solheim. It was a taster of things to come and we had already been given the 10 unseen artworks by Wolfgang Tilmanns, so we kind of wanted to share everything but had to hold back. So having this single with remixes out was fabulous to us. Also the photograph by Wolfgang actually inspired me to write the song "Jalousies and Jealousies' (don't ask ...long story, my mind works in mysterious ways). We were missing a song for the album and Robert had sent me the backing track which became 'Jalousies'. I looked at the photo and wrote the lyrics.
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The taster of Remixes and first single from the album ‘Hollywood under the Knife’. For The Opiates these remixes by such greats as Hercules and Love Affair’s Kim Ann Foxman as well as all-time heroes Chris and Cosey of Trobbing Gristle are a dream come true. The Results are Magnetic. The XHK Mix with it’s hard Dubstep flavour completes the picture and gives the song a completely new voice and vibe.
With the single ‘Rainy Days and Saturdays’ The Opiates live up to their ‘Carpenters of Electro’ title and hope to conquer airwaves and underground alike.

“The Carpenters of electro… dark, electronic pop: scalpel-sharp lyrical observations juxtaposed with shimmering production to magnetic effect.”
Ben Murphy, DJ Magazine (U.K. / worldwide)

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released September 18, 2011

produced and mixed by The Opiates
music by Robert Solheim
melodies/lyrics by Billie Ray Martin, except where noted
mastered by Chris von Rautenkranz at Soundgarden Hamburg

all songs written by Billie Ray Martin/Robert Solheim
except ‘Silent Comes the Nighttime (again)’ written by Billie Ray Martin/Mikael Delta/Robert Solheim
all songs published by: Touch Tones Music (Billie Ray Martin), Copyright Control (Robert Solheim)
except: ‘Silent Comes the Nighttime (again)’ published by: Touch Tones Music (Billie Ray Martin), Copyright Control (Robert Solheim), DVersion Music Publishing Ltd (Mikael Delta)

all images by Wolfgang Tillmanns
design: Philip Marshall

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Track Name: Rainy Days And Saturdays (Radio Edit)
Something to do on a Saturday
Look in the mirror
Apply the face
And frown
Too cold for the shops this Saturday
No one to call and no one to come around

A face for the world to see
Seems like a simple dream to me
But not on this Saturday
Life’s never seemed so far away, away...

And I wish that life could be
A Hollywood album
Like a book of perfect memories
But I don’t think so...
And I wish that life could be
A suburban postcard
Just the rain outside my window
But I know it’s not to be
It’s not for me

Tell me, do people run out of luck?
Walk to the kitchen, refill the cup
No pun intended
All just thoughts on a rainy day
The hours run dry
The fun has ended

A face for the world to know
Seems like a simple goal
On Monday
But not on this Saturday
My skin’s never seemed so pale and grey, away...

And I wish that life could be
A Hollywood album
Like a book of perfect memories
But I don’t think so...
And I wish that life could be
A suburban postcard
Just the rain outside my window
But I know it’s not to be
It’s not for me

And I wish that life could be
A Hollywood album
Like a book of perfect memories
But I don’t think so...
And I wish that life could be
A suburban postcard
Just the rain outside my window
But I know it’s not to be
It’s not for me
Track Name: Jalousies And Jealousies (Kim Ann Foxman Remix)
Here
From a fireplace
And the stale cocktails
To the one who fails

There
And I know the way
You go fall astray
When the rent’s not paid

Now you have me in your mirror
And I’m standing like a ghost
Through the jalousies
The wind it blows
And through all these strange illusions
I can hear it like a song
In your jealousies
The window knows

Framed
Like a forgery
And how much you pay
It is never real

Jailed
It’s the bars I see
In these jealousies
My fate I’ll be

Now you have me in your mirror
And I’m standing like a ghost
Through the jalousies
The wind it blows
And through all these strange illusions
I can hear it like a song
In your jealousies
The window froze

Now you have me in your mirror
And I’m standing like a ghost
Through the jalousies
The wind it blows
And through all these strange illusions
I can hear it like a song
In your jealousies
The window froze

Now you have me in your mirror
And I’m standing like a thief
Through the jalousies
The falling leaves
And through all these strange illusions
I can feel it like dream
In your jealousies
I’m gone and been
Track Name: Anatomy Of A Plastic Girl (Chris & Cosey Remix)
You can’t say I’m not human
But every hour, every minute,every second and beyond can pass me by
I’m really anything but bland
But what you see is what you get when I parade my silhouette down Rodeo Drive

And you can look inside
There is a light that shines
Under the pale white smile

You could say I’ve got some fame
Well I go out to lunch with actors now and then
And when I go home I’m still the same
And there’s really nothing there
When I look into the mirror I see really nothing here but a face and name

And you can leave me here
For where the glitter lay
There is a battlefield

And you can leave me here
I have no enemies
Only reality

If I was anybody then
I was a nobody to most but that was better
Now I’m everybody all the time

And I am miserable
Under the pretty shell
There are a thousand holes
Track Name: Silent Comes The Nighttime (Again) (XHK Stepford Step-Off Mix)
Silent comes the nighttime from behind
Like a sandy greyish flicker in my eye
Ordering me to wash away the dust of everyday life
I watch TV, so much TV
Now there’s a vacancy where an aim used to be
If only silence would wash over me
But I’m only paralyzed
Like a puppet with the strings hanging I lie
A nothing, Mr Sandman
I need a dream badly
Give me the nightmares I’ll take them gladly
Give me the ghouls and ghosts
I’ll be a happy host
No more stalking, sleepwalking
Fearing the dawn that I’m so torn in, yeah

Silent the night descended
While all the world surrendered
I’m stabbing holes in this endless night
Silent the night came down and
Can I please just drown out of sight
Washing away in the clear starlight

Silent comes the nighttime just a solitary daze, hazy
And it feels more tiring than a hundred working days, this effort
But every night succeeds to put me in my place, this effort
Shooting these shadows, running the maze, this effort
I watch TV, so much TV
The books I read for company...
Was it like this as a child?
As a child/Was it always that
I was this tired from sleeping?
Outsmarted by tyrants, demons, demons, hazy
Like a puppet with the strings hanging I lie
A nothing, Mr Sandman give me one clear morning
Give me the nightmares I’ll take all of them

Silent the night descended
While all the world surrendered
I’m stabbing holes in this endless night
Silent the night came down and
Can I please just drown out of sight
Washing away in the clear starlight