Buckethead - The Elephant Mans Alarm Clock

ARTIST.....: Buckethead
TITLE......: The Elephant Mans Alarm Clock
LABEL......: Independant
URL........: www.bucketheadland.com

RIP DATE...: Apr-03-2006
STORE DATE.: Feb-17-2006
GENRE......: Instrumental Rock
QUALITY....: VBR  /  44.1Hz  /  Joint-Stereo
SIZE.......: 73,9 MB


Track Listing:

01 - Thai Fighter Swarm                         02:33
02 - Final Wars                                 04:09
03 - Baseball Furies                            02:39
04 - Elephant Man's Alarm Clock                 03:22
05 - Lurker At The Threshold Part 1             03:51
06 - Lurker At The Threshold Part 2             02:05
07 - Lurker At The Threshold Part 3             02:12
08 - Lurker At The Threshold Part 4             01:31
09 - Oakridge Cake (Tribute To Kool Keith)      03:28
10 - Gigan                                      02:29
11 - Droid Assembly                             03:15
12 - Bird With A Hole In The Stomach            04:47
13 - Fizzy Lipton Drinks                        10:59

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                                                47:20 min
Release Notes:

This is a Tour Only CD which buckethead has been selling at shows
on his recent tour. Hope you enjoy this Killer Binge Loaf.

Well every once in a while people ask me about Buckethead. Why
does he wear a mask and bucket. What happened to his parents. Is
he part robot, will he hurt us, is he really Colonel Sanders son,
on and on and on. Well I can't tell you everything about Bucket
but I can tell you something.

First of all you gotta understand Buckethead grew up real lonely
on that farm. He figured no one understood him. The only thing
they understood about him was how to treat him bad. To this very
day, believe it or not, Buckethead does not like to be shocked
with a cattle prod.

It wasn't all bad, though, on the farm. As soon as he moved into
the chicken coop he started to make new friends. The chickens took
real good care of him, and they liked him so much they scratched
his face off. Now he could wear a mask every day, just like
Halloween! He was the luckiest boy he knew. He didn't know many
other boys though, except those kids who lit him on fire that
time.

One good way to forget the smell of burning cartilage was watching
movies. Down the hill from the coop, and through a knothole in the
fence, was the drive-in theater. Every night at dusk the boy could
watch great movies like GIANT ROBOT or THE TEXAS CHAIN SAW
MASSACRE. The speakers wouldn't reach to the coop though so he
didn't even know what the movies sounded like. All he heard was
chickens when Leatherface would slam the big metal door shut.

So when he got to be about THIS tall Buckethead started playing
his little guitar. He would sit and watch the movies and his
fingers couldn't stop moving and now all the sudden there was
music. And Giant Robot would shoot rockets out of his fingers and
who knows what would happen.

Buckethead practiced so much he started to get real good. But the
people on the farm still made fun of him and smashed his family's
eggs. One night, after he got to be this tall, somebody threw a
bucket of fried chicken into the coop. Try as he might, Buckethead
couldn't put the chicken back together again. So he put the bucket
on his head, picked up his guitar and ran to the cemetery.

Buckethead was real sad but it seemed like he played guitar better
than ever. All the grey people and angels in the cemetery listened
to the music and it was so beautiful they just stood still and
speechless. He figured the spirits of all the fried chickens he
ever knew were channeling into him through the bucket, and he
played until he collapsed.

Well it prob'ly won't surprise you to hear that eventually the sun
came up and the rooster crowed. And some folks say Buckethead had
chicken grease and barbecue sauce smeared around the mouth hole on
his mask. Whatever happened that night, the bucket stayed on his
head, and in the morning it was filled full of chicken bones.


The Skyway Was Temporarily Removed From The Anti-Matterhorn In
1994 When Buckethead Tried To Set It Up In The New Skyway--Less
Disneyland
When they found him curled up in a grave like that the people on
the farm felt real bad, so they tried to be kinda nice to him for
a while. They brought him water in the morning and let him have
their scraps. For Christmas he even got an old shovel so he could
look for more friends in the cemetery. But the best thing of all
was when the farmhand showed him how to sneak into Disneyland
disguised as a Pirate of the Carribean or a Haunted Mansion ghost.

For the first time in his life, Buckethead knew what he had to do.
Disneyland was the greatest city he'd ever been to. Everybody was
nice, they talked to him and sang songs, and they moved more
realistically than his friends in the cemetery. So he burned down
his coop and headed for Main Street where he started playing his
guitar for E-Tickets. He learned all the songs and movements but
every time he tried to get a job as an animatronic, they pulled
him through a trapdoor.

Well if he couldn't live in Disneyland he had to live somewhere.
He knew that if he built a park like Mr. Disney did, people all
around the world would come visit him. Or even if they didn't, the
park would be full of his audio-animatronic friends. He'd allow
chickens inside, and he'd build a huge cemetery in the middle with
the statues and tombstones specially lined up to create the best
acoustics.

When Bucketheadland opened quietly in 1989 most people couldn't
even tell it was a park. Its humble rides were made mostly out of
rusty tractor parts and a bunch of sticks and animal bones tied
together with spider silk. Buckethead knew he had to start working
for money if he wanted to maintain the park, and they didn't make
E-Tickets anymore anyway. He started cutting meat in a
delicatessen, where he met Maximum Bob and formed his first band,
Deli Creeps.

For the next 13 years, Buckethead travelled around the world
playing guitar, recording records, making friends, and learning
the secrets of embalming, theme park engineering and martial arts.
He recorded many albums with himself or his friends or in bands
like Praxis, Giant Robot, Giant Robot 2, El Stew, Thanatopsis, and
Cobrastrike. He felt bad that he didn't have time to play music
for the drive-in, so he recorded some film scores with Michael
Kamen, George S. Clinton and John Carpenter. All of these
adventures strengthened Buckethead's imagination and helped the
Bucketheadland park grow into the world of dreams and nightmares
that we all love.

Nowa days you can still see Buckethead wandering around the park
at night, or peeking through a crack on the other side of a wall
you don't remember being there before. Don't be afraid, he's a
nice kid, and he wants to be your friend. In Bucketheadland he
never gets lonely.

But if you see him on stage somewhere or playing with his dolls,
for crying out loud don't make fun of the boy. He's had a tough
life and he's worked hard getting where he is. So what if he looks
confused up there. You would too if you'd been through all that.
He just wants us to accept him. Don't stare at him or
overcompensate and be too nice. Come on people lets use some
common sense here, we don't want to set him off. Thanks.

Ronald L. Witherspoon lives in Colma, California with five dogs
and a snake. His writings have appeared in Amusement Journal,
Carnival Scholar Quarterly and Atlantic Dark Ride Monitor. He has
been a leading expert on Bucketheadland since 1992.

NOTE: Few details of Buckethead's life are known. Some individuals
may have been composited and events may have been altered
chronologically. Stories may be apocryphal, hypothetical,
metaphorical or completely made up. Bucketheadland attempts to
keep this attraction as close to current scientific consensus as
possible, within or without reason.