The Curse of Kevin Carter
The Curse of Kevin Carter is/was a lo-fi song-based project by Ross Baker. Even though you were perfect, goodbye.

Releases


Second Thought sings The Curse of Kevin Carter

01. Six by Nine
02. Green Cliff, Tyre City and Mulpton in Nowhere Land
03. Map of the Owl
04. Tainted Face, Tainted Heart
05. What's Wrong, Mr. Blobby?
06. Incompatibility
07. Feed Yourself
08. Oil Leg

Free download on No-Source Netlabel, 2010. Unwisely released as Second Thought.


The Curse of Kevin Carter sings Almost a Leg

01. Hello Egypt
02. Gordon Brittas "Likes it Special"
03. Sergeant Wilson
04. Outlaw the Death Penalty for the Free Coat Transsexual
05. Gavin
06. Lessons You'll End Up Learning Despite the Best of Yr Knowledge
07. The Non-Linear Story of Michael Shitler


Free download on Jerky Oats Records, 2011. Wisely released as The Curse of Kevin Carter.




Lyrics

Six by Nine
Six audio modules in varying states of decay
Trouble waking up in the harsh light of day
Messages from the past re-emerge in memory

All your friends are ghosts
Turns of phrase and coloured sheets in mind
Red book, long lost and returned again
Times over I mentioned it's a crime

Incalcuably small levels of infatuation
Videos about books about books about places
And the most evil woman who ever graced our screens

I've got depression on my computer
I'm scared of sleeping with ghosts
Oh, scouse crash test dummy
Why do I never seem to make the most

...of the time I've had with everyone who mattered?
...of the time it took you to get your act together?
...of the time waiting for the song to begin?
...of the time made between you and me and another?



Green Cliff, Tyre City and Mulpton in Nowhere Land
Birmingham city skyline on a hazy September morning calls out to me from my mind uttering the vaguest of warnings. Several unnamed cities in an imaginary land, I want to reach out to them but I have to go to the child's hand. Photos on the wall of your home of people you've never met. Colours on the sky of my town, but we've never seen the sun set.

I am the victim of your crime.


Map of the Owl
Where I lived was less of a town and more of a syndrome, but now I'm going back!
I feel that your home is not busy looking for confidence.
The cat you have not suffered in, it is unclear: one person.
So why not create a map of the owl?


Tainted Face, Tainted Heart
October grace, when will it happen?


What's Wrong, Mr. Blobby?
Paul Metcalfe and Adam Svenson can't save you, just give up the gift that God gave you. Henry's Cat no longer entertains you, man is back again. What are you going to do? Small bird peck out your eyes as you play on your computer games on the mountains of the moon. Pigs with guns are not for sale this Friday with football featuring Cook's Corner Café. You go asking "What's wrong, Mr. Blobby?" as you put down your cream cake ever so calmly. Small bird peck out your eyes as you play on your computer games on the mountains of the moon, but the genie saved the blind man when you were eleven years old, don't you know it was too soon? But the genie saved the blind man when you were eleven years old, on the mountains of the moon. But you wanted to escape from Kraznir when you were eleven years old, but you left there far too soon.


Incompatibility
My own stupidity kept you from me: same little thoughts, GET OUT OF THAT FRAME OF MIND. These circles aren't funny anymore.

My own futility will get the best of me: the endless ending like pollution again, too old to don that perfect face.

My own ability makes very little of me: the green I can't help to show you reflects the red in your eyes.

My own hostility will be the end of me... until it happens, I won't let you know, and when it does... I'm sorry.


Feed Yourself
So now I've paid for this, why is everything? Now what do I do? Why is everything?


Oil Leg
I thought I saw someone familiar, but everyone looks the same these days. You intended to cry somehow, and then you - you declared me again. If we walk a little faster our blood might not freeze today.

OIL LEG: IT AIDS AROUSAL (since every hour is too late).


Hello Egypt
Hair down and killed the man
All aircraft are old
And keep only the 'B'

Bob thanks for coming today

Hello Egypt
Weather always vital
Sincerely yours,
Please Try Again


Gordon Brittas "Likes it Special"
Gordon Brittas "likes it special"
The Mustrastaat Vendetta is back
Time to escape into a pimhole
Give up your addiction to crack

Pork decent homes guidance
Agent X20

Time has always been important
The cycle was not much fun
You blame the man named Soylent
Set lasers to stun

Pork decent homes guidance
Agent X20

To exchange views on the basis of this initiative
DONAT-C.Infection
(Take it away)


Sergeant Wilson
Motorcycle bike, cactus in the foot
Guitar wiper in CD colour by C.G.
FA47, G and A4

Sergeant Wilson
Sergeant Wilson
Sergeant Wilson

Everyone knows the patch where I become a bird
29 the car price
Standing behind you with a light

Sergeant Wilson
Sergeant Wilson
Sergeant Wilson

Hawkmoth flying through the air, string missing off my guitar
WD40, gas flies everywhere
Woogle himself under

Sergeant Wilson
Sergeant Wilson
Sergeant Wilson


Outlaw the Death Penalty for the Free Coat Transsexual
Windows freezing foreign, search the night to prevent accidents. The first end should be the word 'together'. God is only to renounce donation.

The horse does not try to hide
The parade of ailments has been established
The night in a fifth time

Star of the all-new line, class 47 Mervyn Emrys, reminds me of the time I painted distribution.

The horse does not try to hide
The parade of ailments has been established
The night in a fifth time
I was kissing sound in memory

The horse does not try hide
The parade of ailments has been established
Still working the nine-to-five
This song is just a soundtrack to its title


Gavin
She's like the Eiffel Tower - tall and always there
Put that tiger down, you'll cut yourself
Gavin looks at sensible shoes and he says that he don't care
And your gloves are still on the shelf


Lessons You'll End Up Learning Despite the Best of Yr Knowledge
Did no one tell you love and hate go hand in hand? And that when you're caught by one, well you're number two in the chain of command.
So hang your phone up, close the door, throw your hopes away. What's that, you want out? I'm afraid that's not possible today.
I like your attitude, dear, I think you'll go far. Don't hesitate, don't change your mind, don't be a co-star! You won't hang your phone up, close the door or throw your hopes away. But you'll remember this moment; this today.


The Non-Linear Story of Michael Shitler
Last month in the mountains I looked down upon a sign which read "You can't beat a good microphone".
So I'll drink myself stupid to forget I even tried,
And even though you were perfect, goodbye.

In rural areas, "anthem" is never what they say, and then the bullseye impression mix turns your eyes to grey.
So I'll drink myself stupid to forget I even tried,
And even though you were perfect, goodbye.

Love is death at first sight, but I'd have never guessed, and I always wanted to ask Roddy Woomble: "What the fuck's a seventeen contest?"
Still, I'll drink myself stupid to forget I even tried,
And even though you were perfect, goodbye.