Managing Subzero

MIX BIRTH DATE-February 2007

1. Hey Mama 5:05 Late Registration Kanye West
2. Handle With Care 2:57 Rabbit Fur Coat Jenny Lewis with The Watson Twins
3. Holiday from Real 2:59 Everything In Transit Jack's Mannequin
4. The Yeah Yeah Yeah Song (With All Your Power) 4:51 At War With The Mystics The Flaming Lips
5. I've Just Seen a Face 2:07 Help! The Beatles
6. As We Go Up, We Go Down 1:37 Alien Lanes Guided By Voices
7. Can't Explain 2:39 The Best of Love Love
8. Call It A Day 3:37 Broken Boy Soldiers The Raconteurs
9. Have Love Will Travel 4:06 The Last DJ Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers
10. The Zookeeper's Boy 4:43 And the Glass Handed Kites Mew
11. The Bay 4:32 Same !@#$ Different Day Lyrics Born Featuring C. Holliday
12. Sam's Town 4:06 Sam's Town The Killers
13. The Boxer 4:19 Paul Simon's Concert in the Park Paul Simon
14. What's Up? 4:55 Bigger, Better, Faster, More! 4 Non Blondes
15. Blue Honey 3:50 Blue Honey - EP Pop Levi
16. Stand In Silence 4:34 So Divided (Digital Version) ...And You Will Know Us By the Trail …
17. Chocolate Shake 3:59 The Body & the Soul Freddie Hubbard
18. Pressure (Featuring Jay-Z) 4:47 Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor Lupe Fiasco
19. Welcome to the Black Parade 5:11 The Black Parade My Chemical Romance
20. If You Must 3:45 Both Sides of the Brain Del Tha Funkee Homosapien


SOME CREDITS/INFLUENCES: Diamond Dave for the Lips (and producing a Top 5 all timer in Yeah Yeah Yeah Song) and Jack White, Kara F for The Killers, Bondo for Lyrics Born, MySpace style, Lorne Michaels for The Boxer and Deej for Breakfast with the Beatles after a Hoboken sleepover to uncover the genius of I've Just Seen a Face.

ONE YOUTUBE, ONE LYRICS, ONE ALBUM COVER:



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I am just a poor boy, though my story is seldom told.
I have squandered my resistance,
For a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises.
All lies and jest.
Still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest.

When I left my home and my family I was no more than a boy,
In the company of strangers,
In the quiet of the railway station, runnin' scared.
Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters,
Where the ragged people go.
Lookin' for the places, only they would know.

Lie-da-lie ...

Asking only workman's wages I come lookin' for a job,
But I get no offers,
Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue.
I do declare there were times when I was so lonesome,
I took some comfort there.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la.


(Instrumental break)

Li da li ...

And I’m laying out my winter clothes, and wishing I was gone, goin’ home
Where the new york city winters aren’t bleedin’ me, leadin’ me goin' home.

In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade,
And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down,
Or cut him 'til he cried out in his anger and his shame,
"I am leaving, I am leaving."
But the fighter still remains, still remains.

Lie-da-lie ...

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