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+# Molasses
+
+## Trouble at Jinx Hotel
+
+### Spine
+
+> molasses  
+> trouble at jinx hotel  
+> ALIENCD46
+
+### Front cover (image)
+
+> HOTEL
+
+### Back cover
+
+> 13
+
+> alien8 recordings
+
+### Gatefold right
+
+> molasses. trouble at jinx hotel. siren's song.  
+> la la la, amerika. Saitn Christopher's blues.  
+> sign of judgment. Lynn Canyon wedding  
+> song. coda. You Can't Win. trouble in mind.  
+> las niñas. Miss Peach's Pawnshop. buffaloed  
+> at Wounded Knee/the weeping winds. no love  
+> lost. songs from the basement... lucky thirteen.
+
+### [Insert](insert.md)
+
+### CD (image)
+
+> HOTEL
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+mollasses
+
+...à l'hôtel jinx...
+
+thierry amar; flüffy erskine; norsola johnson; kate lawrence; jennifer
+ménard; mike moya; sam shalabi; scott lregrande chernoff...
+chris brokaw; bruce cawdron; david michael curry; lisa gamble; efrim
+menuck; michel meunier; js truchy; thalia zedek... à l'hôtel jinx.
+
+lucky 13: siren's song. la la la, amerika. Saint Christopher's blues.
+sign of judgment. Lynn Canyon wedding song. coda. You Can't Win. trouble
+in mind. las niñas. Miss Peach's Pawnshop. buffaloed at Wounded Knee/the
+weeping winds. no love lost. songs from the basement.
+
+trouble at jinx hotel. these cursed recordings began in late winter 2003
+at the hotel2tango in montréal. it was a bitter sunday in march. the
+world was on the brink of war in old mesopotamia, and we were all of us
+sick with the influenza. headaches. fevers. wrecked guts and water on
+the lungs. coughing like crazy. everyone with a base case of the shakes.
+the hotel wass cold and its ghosts were unhappy. electricity was being
+weird. lights flickered and all the microphones crackled with live
+current. little blue sparks dancing through the studio rooms. amplifiers
+were picking up strange radio frequencies and the piano, which couldn't
+hold a tune to save its own life, was behaving like a cantankerous old
+man. our cats and dogs were nervous and excited, a-jitter the way
+animals get whenever catastrope looms. we started with a 16-track tape
+machine, three spools of 1/4" analog audio tape, and a lucky thirteen
+little songs hanging in our heads. but when the 16-track busted and
+broke down a few days later, we moved to 2" tape on a 24-track machine
+and began anew with our fingers crossed. then the 24-track showed the
+first symptoms of its own terrible illness. so we did what we could with
+digital audio tape while our trusty friend and technician, garfield
+lamb, nursed the equipment back to some semblance of health. then we
+transfered the digital recordings to 2" tape and went to work again...
+waiting to see what the gods would do next. they toyed with us for
+a while before unleashing their full fury: the 24-track, seizing
+mid-song one evening, ate a reel of tape and sent it spewing around the
+studio in little pieces, a scene as cruel as confetti at a funeral.
+garfield somehow managed to splice the tape together again. but our
+nerves were now in tatters too, scattered all over the hotel floor. when
+we finally finished tracking this music in the summer of 2003, the cats
+and dogs didn't look any less worried than when we'd begun. of course,
+they sensed the disaster we would soon see for ourselves: as we started
+mixing the very next night, a faulty lamp at the studio short-circuited
+and the tape machine caught on fire. a freak electrical accident. there
+was an asterisk of light; then a dragon-tail of smoke coiling across the
+room; then there was a darkness; and then the 24-track quietly died. the
+animals, cowering in corners, whined, *why didn't you fucking fools jump
+ship at the first sign of the storm*? that's when we drifted away from
+the jinxed hotel... floating until we found safe harbour in a studio we
+could borrow for a few days - one whose own resident dogs, zoro and
+ciska, greeted us with idiot grins and the contented looks of drunken
+sailors on calm seas. mixing was finished in a kind of delirious
+distress at MixArt in notre-dame-de-grace, montréal, autumn 2003. these
+lucky thirteen. dieu merci. slgc. *new year's eve* 2003.
+
+siren's song. instrumental.
+
+la la la, amerika. amerika is crawling with cops tonight as we put our
+fists through the windows of the world i know you're broken and you're
+down at the mouth but you're pouting like a punished little girl when
+darkness calls night falls oh mother where are the children you've
+orphaned all over the Earth we're frightened and sickened and
+poverty-stricken and waiting for you to send word when darkness calls
+the sky falls we're tired mother and we're poor we're wretched at your
+teeming shore we're homeless and tossed by the storm looking for the
+light at your golden door when darkness calls night falls.
+
+flüffy: marching drum, percussion & choir; norsola: cello & voice; kate:
+violin; jennifer: voice; moya: Crumar organ; dmc: viola & choir; gamble:
+choir; efrim: choir; js: upright bass; thalia: voice; scott: acoustic
+guitars & vocals; scott recorded the air-raid siren and bombs on the
+nightly news when baghdad was attacked by the united states and great
+britain in march 2003; words & music by scott chernoff, as stolen from
+the inscription on the statue of liberty: *give me your tired your poor
+your huddled masses yearning to breathe the wretched refuse of your
+teeming shore send these the homeless tempest-tossed to me i lift my
+lamp beside the golden door*.
+
+Saint Christopher's blues. the locusts are in the jimson Shit Creek is
+on the rise and you're out wrecking eternity this town looks like a
+prison in September's crimson sky when i should be loving you perfectly
+you're such a pretty little mess with your Saint Christopher blues and
+that doomed little look in your eye the weight of the world rests all
+upon your tiny shoes but June why are you so terrified give me the
+locust and the flood i'm a Fool for Love but i'm kneeling in Shit Creek
+tonight.
+
+thierry: upright & electric bass; flüffy: marching drum; kate: violin;
+jennifer: voice; moya: piano & Crumar organ; bruce: drums; gramble:
+scrap metal; scott: electric guitar & vocals. words & music by scott
+chernoff.
+
+sign of judgment. yes sign of judgment yes sign of judgment yes sign of
+judgment time ain't long i don't like old Satan none of his tempting
+charms cheats you at your Jesus now and roll you in his arms yes sign of
+judgment yes sign of judgment yes sign of judgment time ain't long i
+don't like old Satan nothing he say or do tell one lie to hurt us all
+and two to make it true yes sign of judgment yes sign of judgment yes
+sign of judgment time ain't long.
+
+norsola: cello; jennifer: voice; efrim: electric guitar & harmonium; js:
+upright bass; thalia: voice; scott: acoustic guitar & vocals. words &
+music by kid prince moore (traditional).
+
+Lynn Canyon wedding song. well i never cared very much for the west
+except for you there who i loved the best now please take me back east i
+wrote your name in silver and green where Love and Hate Play with Fate
+and History now please take me back east oh please take me back east we
+came to the Canyon across the calm and the wild from Mountain to
+Mountain and Island to aisle i came for Abel you came for Cain and we
+danced on the tables between the cradle and the grave and i never cared
+very much for the west but i will be there in my Sunday best if you will
+wear your red wedding dress then please take me back east oh please take
+me back east.
+
+flüffy: saw; jennifer: voice; moya: piano & Crumar organ; dmc: viola &
+saw; js: upright bass & voice; scott: acoustic guitar & vocals. words &
+music by scott chernoff.
+
+coda. instrumental.
+
+flüffy: metal heating duct; michel: banjo; dog & voice drone recorded by
+julian evans on video tape at Lynn Canyon 2002; mixed by scott & harris
+newman in montréal 2003.
+
+You Can't Win. you with your railroad bones and you with your
+golden-spiked skin you with the wind in your clothes and your hat like a
+house caving in oh man You Can't Win oh man You Can't Win oh man You
+Can't Win when the Angel of Light is at the window with the
+Sanctimonious Kid when you're down and out from Sacramento on the New
+York City skids oh man You Can't Win oh man You Can't Win oh man You
+Can't Win when the East River is groaning all below the Williamsburg
+Bridge when airplanes are exploding in the skyline's falling limbs oh
+man You Can't Win oh man You Can't Win oh man You Can't Win when the
+Swans are at your throat with their busted burning wings when they
+squeal and scream and moan at every last ship that comes in oh man You
+Can't Win oh man You Can't Win oh man You Can't Win.
+
+flüffy: chor; norsola: choir; jennifer: voice; moya: electric guitars &
+Crumar organ; sam: oud; bruce: drums & marimba; dmc: choir; gramble:
+scrap metal & choir; efrim: electric guitar & choir; js: choir; thalia:
+choir; scott: electric & acoustic guitars, vocals. words & music by
+scott chernoff, on the road from sacramento to nyc. september 11 2001,
+while reading jack black's 1926 hobo memoir *You Can't Win* and
+listening to the music of michael gira..
+
+trouble in mind. trouble in mind i'm blue but i won't be blue all the
+way you know that sun is gonna shine on me someday i'm gonna lay my head
+on some lonesome railroad line and let that big motherfucking engine
+nullify my mind trouble in mind i'm blue but i won't be blue all the way
+you know that sun is gonna shine on me someday.
+
+jennifer: voice; sam: electric guitars; chris: electric guitar; scott:
+acoustic guitar & vocals. words & music traditional, as learned from a
+1960s  recording by sam lightnin' hopkins.
+
+las niñas. instrumental.
+
+andrew mayrs recorded his baby daughter illimani crying while banging on
+a piano in kitsilano, vancouver 2003; screaming children recorded by
+scott at rue roy, montréal 2003. mixed by scott & harris newman in
+montréal 2003.
+
+Miss Peach's Pawnshop. i bought this cross on the island of St. Thomas
+because i wanted jesus on my chest i got this tattoo in New Orleans and
+this one in the Orient for my honeymoon and i got this scar somewhere
+far far away i was drunk as hell and i tried to walk home and my hands
+were broken and i found this prayer in the back of a magazine i know
+it's ripped but it came like this it came like this i bought this song
+at Miss Peach's Pawn with this old overcoat and a gold-plated wristwatch
+and i found this prayer in the back of a magazine i know it's ripped but
+it came like this it came like this it came like this it came like this.
+
+norsola: cello; kate: violin; jennifer: voice; moya: electric guitar,
+piano & Crumar organ; dmc: viola; js: upright bass; scott: acoustic
+guitar & vocals. words by hilary peach & scott chernoff; music by scott
+chernoff. this is a bastard adaptation of peach's poem *Tattoo* from her
+album, *Poems Only Dogs Can Hear*.
+
+buffaloed at Wounded Knee/the weeping winds. instrumental. (for l.p. &
+a.i.m. and a pox on mean-spirited sons of bitches everywhere).
+
+flüffy: saws; dmc: saws.
+
+no love lost. good-bye old friend it's time to go this is the end of all
+that we know when you worship in the house of burden i worship in the
+house of blame as you learn to let your spirit burn i yearn to be a
+flame to be a flame and there's no love no love lost as there is the
+righteous there is the wrong and there is the night which is betrayed
+by the dawn and there's no love no love lost as there is the sinner
+there is the god and there is the singer profaned by the song and
+there's no love no love lost there's no love no love lost.
+
+thierry: electric bass; flüffy: bowed piano & saws; jennifer: voice;
+moya: piano; michel: banjo; thalia: voice; scott: acoustic guitar, bowed
+piano & vocals. words & music by scott chernoff.
+
+songs from the basement. there's a song for hatred and a song for love a
+song for betrayal and a song for trust there's a song for what's fated a
+song for dumb luck a song for what's sacred and one for what's fucked
+there's a song which is prayed a song which is cussed these songs from
+the basement which play unto us.
+
+norsola: cello; kate: violin; jennifer: voice; sam: electric guitars;
+bruce: marimba & cymbals; dmc: viola; efrim: harmonium; garfield lamb:
+knife; scott: acoustic guitar & vocals. words & music by scott chernoff.
+mixed by howard bilerman at the hotel... ...after the storm had all
+blown by...
+
+recorded by howard bilerman, efrim & scott at mom & pop sounds in the
+hotel2tango, mile end, montréal 2003. except where noted, everything was
+mixed by howard bilerman & molasses at MixArt in notre-dame-de-grace,
+montréal 2003. mastered by harris newman in little italy, montréal 2003
+& 2004. all songs c&p SOCAN 2004, except *sign of judgment* & *trouble
+in mind* which are in the public domain. hilary peach's poem *Tattoo*,
+which inspired *Miss Peach's Pawnshop*, is c&p hilary peach 2003. all
+music arranged by molasses, design and hand-lettering by slgc ink. in
+tokyo. photography by dmc & norsola. layout by slgc ink. with assistance
+by sean o'hara. all love to those who helped: sohara & gary at alien8
+recordings; howard bilerman; cada del popolo; don & ian at
+constellation; eric craven; julian evans; michael feuerstack; aidan
+girt; lea grahovac; taras grescoe; garfield lamb; tim mahony; andrew
+mayrs, vally mendoza & illimani mendoza-mayrs; boris & nicolas at
+MixArt; harris newman, *who is never wrong*; hilary peach; sugar &
+smokey; and all the cars and dogs... xoxo...