SparkPlug Open Mics's video: Glory Box - Portishead Tricky Hooverphonic cover The Basement Sessions Brown Paper Bag

YouTube Channel: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCB7snWXNtIGzjzna8ai62Xg/ Brian's YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCCy5oU52LhzILMl0DySnxqw Blythe's Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/pg/BaritoneBlythe/videos/ Brian's SoundCloud: https://soundcloud.com/brianlee1961/ Blythe's SoundCloud: http://www.soundcloud.com/mojovegaspimp/ Blythe's Artwork: http://www.deviantart.com/mojopimp/ A medley of songs by Portishead, The Wallace Collection, Tricky and Hooverphonic. These great songs stick in your head. They all share this iconic descending bassline, so we decided to play them all. 'Glory Box' by Portishead from the album Dummy [1994] 'Daydream' by Wallace Collection released [1969] 'Hell is Round the Corner' by Tricky from Maxinquaye [1994] 'Mad About You' by Hooverphonic from The Magnificent Tree [2000] Hope you enjoy. Love, Brown Paper Bag. Lyrics: I'm so tired of playing Playing with this bow and arrow Gonna give my heart away Leave it to the other girls to play For I've been a temptress too long Just... Give me a reason to love you Give me a reason to be a woman I just wanna be a woman From this time, unchained We're all looking at a different picture Through this new frame of mind A thousand flowers could bloom Move over and give us some room Give me a reason to love you Give me a reason to be a woman I just wanna be a woman Daydream I fell asleep beneath the flowers For a couple of hours On a beautiful day Daydream I dream of you beneath the flowers For a couple of hours Such a beautiful day I stand firm for our soil Lick a rock on foil Say reduce me, seduce me, Dress me up in Stussy Hell is round the corner where I shelter Ism's and schisms, we're living helter skelter If you believe or deceive common sense says shouldn't receive Let me take you down the corridors of my life And when you walk, do you walk to your preference? No need to answer till I take further evidence I seem to need a reference to get residence A reference to your preference to say I'm a good neighbor, I trudge, So judge me for my labor, lobotomy ensures my good behavior The constant struggle ensures my insanity Passing the ignorance ensures the struggle for my family We're hungry beware of our appetite Distant drums bring the news of a kill tonight The kill which I share with my passengers We take our fill, take our fill, take our fill Feel the vibe, feel the terror, feel the pain It's driving me insane I can't fake for God's sake, why am I Driving in the wrong lane Trouble is my middle name But in the end I'm not too bad Can someone tell me if it's wrong to be So mad about you, mad about you, mad Are you the fishy wine who will give me A headache in the morning Or just a dark blue land mine That'll explode without a decent warning Give me all your true hate And I'll translate it in our bed Into never seen passion, never seen passion That's why I am So mad about you, mad about you. . . mad