The Pod is the second studio album by Ween, originally released by Shimmy Disc in September 1991. The album takes its name from the band's apartment where the album was recorded, which the band nicknamed "The Pod."
The cover art on this album is a takeoff of the 1975 The Best of Leonard Cohen LP record cover. Ween simply positioned a photo of Mean Ween's head (wearing a "nitrous oxide powered bong" which is sometimes mistaken for a "Scotchgard bong") over Cohen's cover art and did alterations to the title and other graphics. The copy of the Leonard Cohen record that Ween used had purportedly belonged to Dean Ween's mother, Eileen Ween. The Pod, according to Ween lore, was written under the influence of Scotchgard, but this was later refuted by Gene and Dean themselves as being "the most slime-bag thing we could think of".
The album was recorded on two tapes made by Ween from January to October 1990, at the Pod on Van Sant Road in Solebury Township, Pennsylvania. The tapes were titled the Bilboa tape and the Big Timmy Wasserman tape. Both tapes contain not only demo versions of songs on the album, but many outtakes not used on any album or tracks used on future albums.
You'd Prefer an Astronaut is the third studio album by the American alternative rock band Hum, released in April 11 1995 by RCA Records as their major label debut. The title of the album is a lyric lifted from the song "I'd Like your Hair Long".
The album has sold over 250,000 copies since its release, mostly due to the first single from the album, "Stars". It became Hum's highest charting song, reaching 11 on Hot Modern Rock Tracks and 28 on Hot Mainstream Rock Tracks; it regained popularity a decade later after being featured in a Cadillac commercial with actress Kate Walsh. The song and its video were also featured on the television show Beavis and Butt-Head.
The album spawned two other singles, "The Pod" and "I'd Like Your Hair Long", although neither received the commercial success that "Stars" did.
Deftones frontman Chino Moreno declared this album a "big part of where [Deftones] get a big part of [their] influence from, tone-wise".
I took a worn out strand of your cellophane hair and stretched it sideways
and though my mind slipped though between the sea with me
my brain stopped working from the cold
I sort of strayed from what we know
so I'll be like you and I'll do what's right
I'll win a love I don't deserve out on the ice tonite
Teach me the bluest song you know
The moon ain't comin' up
and I swear to God tonite it feels like snow
glad we got your hands warm so my arms can feel like trust again
I can promise true waves when the summer comes
whe world still fits the same form we engraved when it all began
maybe catch a new wave
feels right
so we ride whales and drag race time
and knock the fires from the traces of trilobyte hives
you sleep like God inside her womb
and you see clearly too
the silicon wasteland they left inside my mind
glad we got your hands warm
so my arms can feel like trust again
I can promise true waves when the summer comes
the world still fits the same form we engraved when it all began
maybe catch a new wave
we've lost the road now
inject the charms
and we care for all of ours, we stand in rows now
transfer alarms
just like the Inuit with the promise song
come down and see
Your solvents frozen here on the petal rung
is all we have to see
enlarged inside as we espy
the warming sea.
Your breath diffused and never realized
aside from where tthe panicked hide
and I
just a subtle lift