Chris writes and delivers all the rhymes, and comes up with the initial musical ideas for the songs, often supplying a bass line or guitar part. Dan takes the bare skeleton that Chris provides, and fleshes it out, programming drum beats, samples, organ, piano & synth parts, etc.
The result is music that's hip-hop and rap, but isn't afraid to bring in any other element that pops into Dan & Chris's minds - punk, jazz, psychedelic. The recording process is almost a stream of consciousness approach for some elements, with first takes often being the tracks that define the direction of the music.
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The group has recently morphed into a real, touring band, and contributions from the new band members will show up on the new full-length CD, along with the usual studio collaborations between Dan & Chris.
Venom
The Mad Conductor Lyrics
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Manager frigid, call me Lou Piniella super chilla
Never the Luger filla
I am way too intelligent to mess around with stupid clowns and goofy dealers
I move a pillar, call me Kelly Leak, you're hella weak
My mellow beats will not be spoken over by a yellow beak
Bird-brained pigeon in my kitchen, not even a smidgeon
I'm schooled and I'm proper rude boy rocka
Kick the white collar emcee out his Dockers
And I'm the freshest that they got so forget it
Before you catch a corn cob cleat to your lettuce
Cool 'em off with the brain-freeze speeches
I'll eat your features like peaches and plain cheese pizzas
With the frostbite, clutch it with the claw might
Dislocate your planet from its orbit and position
While I'll be getting funky on the mic while the universe expands
Sunburnt son, never none sun tanned
I got a hand full of wishes
I don't look at full sinks I wash dishes
Skeletor rams head, greenhouse effect will leave your plants dead
Battle cat mice trap, polarized heat will melt your ice cap
In this world that we're living in held together by gravity
We are limited to what we hear, smell or see
Touch or taste, with my senses erased I can open up my face and contemplate space
Yeah, pass the venom, this kid has it in him
Every time I have a spasm there's an earthquake with rhythm
Steady state theory, everything has always been here
Better shave daily if you want to keep your chin clear
Mine's grizzly 'cuz I hate using Barbasol
The dean's dizzy like a Saint Louis Cardinal
Life can be a veritable smorgasborg
Plus I'm T, double E, double R, double E, double F, triple I, and triple C
To say the least
It doesn't take to go out and say the beast
To make a feast to take a saint to play the priest
Peace for my niece, send my grandma the cease
Treading water with renowned ones in the gulf of polluted water
Discussing economics with Sacagawea and Pocahontas
After she got falls the scorpion claw
Containing dreams like overcrowded orphanage wards
Nineteen-eighty-five
Skeletor rams head, greenhouse effect will leave your plants dead
Battle cat mice trap, polarized heat will melt your ice cap
In this world that we're living in held together by gravity
We are limited to what we hear, smell or see
Touch or taste, with my senses erased I can open up my face and contemplate space
In the first verse of the song Venom by The Mad Conductor, the singer presents himself as superior to other rappers who use violent language and imagery in their lyrics. He refers to himself as a "koopa killa fluid spilla," indicating his skill in rap and his willingness to take on any opponent. He also mentions Lou Piniella, a former baseball manager, as a comparison to how chill he is in his rap style. The singer emphasizes their intelligence and the foolishness of those who mess around with "stupid clowns and goofy dealers." The use of the word "pillar" in the third line refers to the singer's ability to move and control the rap scene.
In the second verse, the singer continues to assert his dominance over others, using sports references to cement his point. He compares himself to Kelly Leak, a character in the movie Bad News Bears who was known for his skills in causing chaos and winning games. The singer also criticizes other rappers who try to speak over his "mellow beats" and refers to them as "bird-brained pigeons" who do not belong in his "kitchen." The use of the phrase "against my religion" in the fourth line is a play on words, as the singer is not necessarily religious but is expressing his strong opinion on the matter.
Overall, the song Venom by The Mad Conductor is a boastful and somewhat aggressive rap that emphasizes the singer's intelligence and skill in the rap game. The references to sports, religion, and pop culture all add to the overall theme of superiority and self-confidence.
Line by Line Meaning
Few are iller than this koopa killa fluid spilla
Not many are as sick in rhyming as I am
Manager frigid, call me Lou Piniella super chilla
I'm a laid back boss like Lou Piniella, but not icy like him
Never the Luger filla
I don't mess with weapons and dangerous associates
I am way too intelligent to mess around with stupid clowns and goofy dealers
I'm too smart to get involved with shady or foolish people
I move a pillar, call me Kelly Leak, you're hella weak
I'm influential in my ways, like Kelly Leak from the Bad News Bears
My mellow beats will not be spoken over by a yellow beak
My smooth music won't be interrupted by a weak rapper
Bird-brained pigeon in my kitchen, not even a smidgeon
I won't tolerate even a small amount of stupidity in my environment
It's against my religion, son
I'm morally opposed to silly behavior
I'm schooled and I'm proper rude boy rocka
I'm well-educated but still maintain a rebellious persona
Kick the white collar emcee out his Dockers
I'll knock a corporate rapper out of his office attire
And I'm the freshest that they got so forget it
I'm the best rapper around, don't even try to compete
Before you catch a corn cob cleat to your lettuce
Before I kick you so hard, you'll feel it in your spine
Cool 'em off with the brain-freeze speeches
I'll calm down hype rappers with my sharp rhymes
I'll eat your features like peaches and plain cheese pizzas
I'll verbally destroy you with ease
With the frostbite, clutch it with the claw might
My words are so cold, they can freeze you on the spot
Dislocate your planet from its orbit and position
My rhymes are so powerful, they could disrupt the universe
While I'll be getting funky on the mic while the universe expands
I'll still be killing it on the mic, even as the universe grows
Sunburnt son, never none sun tanned
I'm naturally dark-skinned, I don't need to tan
I got a hand full of wishes
I have a lot of goals and aspirations
I don't look at full sinks I wash dishes
I don't shy away from hard work and menial tasks
Skeletor rams head, greenhouse effect will leave your plants dead
Environmental disasters will harm us all, like Skeletor and global warming
Battle cat mice trap, polarized heat will melt your ice cap
Even fictional characters like Battle Cat can act as warnings for climate change
In this world that we're living in held together by gravity
Our world is held together by natural forces like gravity
We are limited to what we hear, smell or see
Our senses restrict our perception of the world
Touch or taste, with my senses erased I can open up my face and contemplate space
Without physical senses, I can explore the mysteries of the universe
Yeah, pass the venom, this kid has it in him
Give me the mic, I'm ready to spit some venomous rhymes
Every time I have a spasm there's an earthquake with rhythm
My rhymes are so powerful, they could cause natural disasters
Steady state theory, everything has always been here
The universe has always existed, according to the steady state theory
Better shave daily if you want to keep your chin clear
You need to maintain your appearance if you want to stay sharp
Mine's grizzly 'cuz I hate using Barbasol
I don't care about my appearance as much, I don't like shaving cream
The dean's dizzy like a Saint Louis Cardinal
The school administrator is disoriented, like a baseball player with vertigo
Life can be a veritable smorgasborg
Life is full of endless possibilities
Plus I'm T, double E, double R, double E, double F, triple I, and triple C
I'm Terry Eiffe III, and I'm proud of my name
To say the least
To put it mildly
It doesn't take to go out and say the beast
I don't need to curse to make my point
To make a feast to take a saint to play the priest
My skills are so impressive, even a holy person would be shocked
Peace for my niece, send my grandma the cease
I want peace for my family, and for my grandma to stop being annoying
Treading water with renowned ones in the gulf of polluted water
I'm struggling to survive alongside celebrities in a toxic environment
Discussing economics with Sacagawea and Pocahontas
I'm having intelligent conversations with historically significant women
After she got falls the scorpion claw
After suffering misfortune, she's becoming more hardened
Containing dreams like overcrowded orphanage wards
Suppressing one's aspirations is like putting them in a crowded and sad place
Nineteen-eighty-five
Just a reference to the year, no deeper meaning
Contributed by Kylie H. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Georel Albaña
Few are iller than this Koopa killer, fluid spiller
Manager frigid, call me Lou Piniella, super chiller
Never the Luger filler, I am way too intelligent
To mess around with stupid clowns and goofy dealers
I move a pillar, call me Kelly Leak, you're hella weak
My mellow beats will not be spoken over by a yellow beak
Bird-brained pigeon in my kitchen, not even a smidgeon
It's against my religion, son
I'm schooled and I'm proper rude boy rocker
Kick the white collar MC out his Dockers
And I'm the freshest that they got so forget it
Before you catch a corn cob cleat to your lettuce
Cool 'em off with the brain-freeze speeches
I'll eat your features like peaches and plain cheese pizzas
With the frostbite, clutch it with the claw might
Dislocate your planet from its orbit and position
While I'll be getting funky on the mic while the universe expands
Sunburnt son, never none sun tanned
I got a hand full of wishes
I don't look at full sinks I wash dishes
Skeletor rams head, greenhouse effect will leave your plants dead
Battle cat mice trap, polarized heat will melt your ice cap
In this world that we're living in held together by gravity
We are limited to what we hear, smell or see
Touch or taste, with my senses, erased I can open up my face and contemplate space
Yeah, pass the venom, this kid has it in him
Every time I have a spasm there's an earthquake with rhythm
Steady state theory, everything has always been here
Better shave daily if you want to keep your chin clear
Mine's grizzly 'cause I hate using Barbasol
The dean's dizzy like a Saint Louis Cardinal
Life can be a veritable smorgasbord
Plus I'm T, double E, double R, double E, double F, triple I, and triple C
To say the least
It doesn't take to go out and say the beast
To make a feast to take a saint to play the priest
Peace for my niece, send my grandma the cease
Treading water with renowned ones in the Gulf of polluted water
Discussing economics with Sacagawea and Pocahontas
After she got falls the scorpion claw
Containing dreams like overcrowded orphanage wards
Nineteen-eighty-five
Skeletor rams head, greenhouse effect will leave your plants dead
Battle cat mice trap, polarized heat will melt your ice cap
In this world that we're living in held together by gravity
We are limited to what we hear, smell or see
Touch or taste, with my senses, erased I can open up my face and contemplate space
cainthekilla717 uh
Few are iller than this koopa killa fluid spilla
Manager frigid, call me Lou Piniella super chilla
Never the Luger filla
I am way too intelligent to mess around with stupid clowns and goofy dealers
I move a pillar, call me Kelly Leak, you're hella weak
My mellow beats will not be spoken over by a yellow beak
Bird-brained pigeon in my kitchen, not even a smidgeon
It's against my religion, son
I'm schooled and I'm proper rude boy rocka
Kick the white collar emcee out his Dockers
And I'm the freshest that they got so forget it
Before you catch a corn cob cleat to your lettuce
Cool 'em off with the brain-freeze speeches
I'll eat your features like peaches and plain cheese pizzas
With the frostbite, clutch it with the claw might
Dislocate your planet from its orbit and position
While I'll be getting funky on the mic while the universe expands
Sunburnt son, never none sun tanned
I got a hand full of wishes
I don't look at full sinks I wash dishes
Skeletor rams head, greenhouse effect will leave your plants dead
Battle cat mice trap, polarized heat will melt your ice cap
In this world that we're living in held together by gravity
We are limited to what we hear, smell or see
Touch or taste, with my senses erased I can open up my face and contemplate space
Yeah, pass the venom, this kid has it in him
Every time I have a spasm there's an earthquake with rhythm
Steady state theory, everything has always been here
Better shave daily if you want to keep your chin clear
Mine's grizzly 'cuz I hate using Barbasol
The dean's dizzy like a Saint Louis Cardinal
Life can be a veritable smorgasborg
Plus I'm T, double E, double R, double E, double F, triple I, and triple C
To say the least
It doesn't take to go out and say the beast
To make a feast to take a saint to play the priest
Peace for my niece, send my grandma the cease
Treading water with renowned ones in the gulf of polluted water
Discussing economics with Sacagawea and Pocahontas
After she got falls the scorpion claw
Containing dreams like overcrowded orphanage wards
Nineteen-eighty-five
Skeletor rams head, greenhouse effect will leave your plants dead
Battle cat mice trap, polarized heat will melt your ice cap
In this world that we're living in held together by gravity
We are limited to what we hear, smell or see
Touch or taste, with my senses erased I can open up my face and contemplate space
Mitch M
I remember cruising back roads in my old pos '87 Volkswagen listening to this album, always keeping a joint lit. Such a great feel-good album! Pat the Rabbit, No Ca$h, MC Devlin, and Stupid Stupid Henchmen WERE my stoner days! Can't wait until I'm off probation.
Mitch M
@Joey Gonzalez Bro what. Off probation, life is good, and I am high again.
Joey Gonzalez
amen brother
Syntheseyez
Lol how you ended your comment haha
malmapunkrock
Theses guys not only give one of the sickest shows you'll ever see but are super chill to hang out with <3 awesomeness incarnated.
andino bartek
HOW HAVE I NEVER HEARD OF THIS BAND BEFORE????
Kyle Dickinson
Andrew Barr underfuckingrated the mainstream can’t/couldn’t handle unapologetically eclectic Diverse music.
chochochobobby13
Man, I love ska music. I never heard about this band to stumbling on them after listening to some Morning Glory on youtube. Fecking awesome. I'll be looking for them in a city near me.
Georel Albaña
Few are iller than this Koopa killer, fluid spiller
Manager frigid, call me Lou Piniella, super chiller
Never the Luger filler, I am way too intelligent
To mess around with stupid clowns and goofy dealers
I move a pillar, call me Kelly Leak, you're hella weak
My mellow beats will not be spoken over by a yellow beak
Bird-brained pigeon in my kitchen, not even a smidgeon
It's against my religion, son
I'm schooled and I'm proper rude boy rocker
Kick the white collar MC out his Dockers
And I'm the freshest that they got so forget it
Before you catch a corn cob cleat to your lettuce
Cool 'em off with the brain-freeze speeches
I'll eat your features like peaches and plain cheese pizzas
With the frostbite, clutch it with the claw might
Dislocate your planet from its orbit and position
While I'll be getting funky on the mic while the universe expands
Sunburnt son, never none sun tanned
I got a hand full of wishes
I don't look at full sinks I wash dishes
Skeletor rams head, greenhouse effect will leave your plants dead
Battle cat mice trap, polarized heat will melt your ice cap
In this world that we're living in held together by gravity
We are limited to what we hear, smell or see
Touch or taste, with my senses, erased I can open up my face and contemplate space
Yeah, pass the venom, this kid has it in him
Every time I have a spasm there's an earthquake with rhythm
Steady state theory, everything has always been here
Better shave daily if you want to keep your chin clear
Mine's grizzly 'cause I hate using Barbasol
The dean's dizzy like a Saint Louis Cardinal
Life can be a veritable smorgasbord
Plus I'm T, double E, double R, double E, double F, triple I, and triple C
To say the least
It doesn't take to go out and say the beast
To make a feast to take a saint to play the priest
Peace for my niece, send my grandma the cease
Treading water with renowned ones in the Gulf of polluted water
Discussing economics with Sacagawea and Pocahontas
After she got falls the scorpion claw
Containing dreams like overcrowded orphanage wards
Nineteen-eighty-five
Skeletor rams head, greenhouse effect will leave your plants dead
Battle cat mice trap, polarized heat will melt your ice cap
In this world that we're living in held together by gravity
We are limited to what we hear, smell or see
Touch or taste, with my senses, erased I can open up my face and contemplate space
tryannosaurus flex
this is a new jam for me.