Headless Body Found in Topless Bar

by Robert James Fuller

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    Featuring:
    Robert James Fuller: vocal. guitar
    Chris Hall: lead guitar, bass, piano
    Duffy Williams: bass
    Kevin Blackwood: drums
    Chad Channing: drums
    Words and Music Robert Fuller (ASCAP) 2004
    all rights reserved; Glamourpuss Music Publishing
    Produced by Chris Hall
    Executive Producer Robert Fuller
    Mastering by Mark Guenther/Seattle Disc Mastering
    "Holes in your life holes in your head holes you can't fill at all/ sacred monsters rule the air/ the face of monsters behind cool masks"
    --Headless Body Found in Topless Bar
    HEADLESS IN SEATTLE
    Where do your dreams end and you begin/feathers and face paint beneath the white coats/ model my inventions/ tell your hardluck stories while you cook my soup!
    --Behemoth
    Mr. Fuller, in the guise of the Mississippi bluesman Blind Lemon Rockefeller, once fronted a band called The Lotus Eaters touring the huts and villages of many Third World countries before his mysterious disappearance nine years ago. Now, out from under the auspices of the witness protection program, at last free to perform under his own name, he is presented to you: The Voice in the Wilderness, ready to rattle the walls, tell truth to power, and steal your heart away.
    Mr. Fuller has now recorded, HEADLESS BODY FOUND IN TOPLESS BAR featuring 'Rip Up' ("you rip up my heart/ you rip off my head/ mmmmm feels good"); the poignant 'Breakfast is Ruined'("Here I sit in the corpse of my youth/ a suitcase of fish and no memories of the future"); and the venerable 'Lunatic Moon' ("I die a thousand times naked and blind/the heart's a deep pit of blood and war." He is also recording a follow-up album ("Under Western Eyes") and will also be featured on the soundtrack for the independent film "Iris In" in which he also acts.
    Mr. Fuller currently lives in a secluded location near Seattle, WA, reached only by parachute. Like Joel McCrae in 'Ride the High Country' he just wants to enter his house justified."
    --Jack Diamond, "New York Times" (Puzzle section)
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released February 22, 2013

Robert James Fuller-- vocal, guitar, harp
Chris Hall--guitar, bass (Mr Lucky), piano
Duffy Williams--bass
Kevin Blackwood--drums
Chad Channing--drums (The Fugitives, Traps, Mr Lucky, I Wear the Brains, Headless Body Found in Topless Bar)

Backing vocals: Denise (Traps, Headless Body)
Anna (Rip Up)
Paula (Uncle Wiggly)

Producer--Chris Hall
Exec. Producer--Robert James Fuller
Mastering: Mark Guenther, Seattle Disc Mastering

Words and Music Robert James Fuller & Glamourpuss Music (ASCAP)
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Robert James Fuller Seattle, Washington

"Robert James Fuller is a songwriter, vocalist, and guitar player whose CD's include "Headless Body Found in Topless Bar" and a soundtrack to the nonexistant film "Under Western Eyes".

"Mr. Fuller currently lives in a secluded location near Seattle, WA, reached only by parachute. Like Joel McCrae in 'Ride the High Country', all he wants is to enter his house justified."
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Track Name: Behemoth
Step right up, we've got
carnival freaks with shrunken heads
siamese twins pickled in a bottle
over in the side show, fairaired girls mingle with swans
chased by a lion you're met by a bear and you
put your hand on a snake

Where do your dreams end and you begin?
feathers and facepaint beneath the white coats
model my inventions
tell your hard luck stories while you cook my soup
in human society it's dangerous to have a head

climb every mountain, ride every river to the sea
to the sea, to the bottom of the sea

Insignificance is the common malady
can you miss your life like you miss a plane?
camera is king, news and excitement bombs your brain
face in a mask, soul in the shadow

Halls of delusion where the empty box nestles the
staircase to your room
a deaf mute with the message of destiny arrives on the
meat-slaving wheel
and the whole world is sophisticated

climb every mountain, ride every river to the sea
to the sea, to the bottom of the sea