The Gian Carlo Sessions

by Family Fun

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Family Fun spent the day recording with our dear friend Gian Carlo to demo some tracks for our upcoming album. Tell us what you think before we go into the studio for our first full length album in Oct.

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released September 1, 2011

Special Thanks To:
Gian Carlo Feleppa: Engineer and Spiritual Guru
Bushwick
Beer
Large stacks of vintage porn

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Family Fun is equal parts punk rock n' roll and nothing. A refreshingly haphazard, multi-lensed beast drawing upon influences musical, historical, comical, and sexual. Hardcore threaded with the theatrical, punk rock peppered with proud pop insensibilities, draws fervently from a gorge of culture and history whether it be Born Against, Dinosaur Jr., Agnostic Front, ELO, Iggy Pop, or Joan Rivers. ... more

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Track Name: Genderless Warrior
you've enraged this heart
with your petty grievances
your lack of luster
rebuffed by confusing attraction
i'll put your ass in traction
lady luck is on my side
and she approves this homicide

and i am genderless
and i am furious
and i will beat my beauty into you
i deconstruct ignorance
i pillage your thoughtlessness
and crush dynasties with these
calloused thighs

your taunts, your scorn
the phoenix reborn
hard kiss, justice
retribution from a moisturized fist
and if you make me rip a stocking
so help me god i'll take an eye
your eyepatch i'll customize
in the hospital room where your mother cries

and i am genderless
and i am furious
and i will beat my beauty into you
i deconstruct ignorance
i pillage your thoughtlessness
and crush dynasties with these
calloused thighs

you try to cut me down with a hale of bullets
but I wear my heart on my sleeve
and my sleeve is amalgamated bulletproof
and i am covered in sleeves
my headress blooms from many horizons
like crystanthemums from detached retinas
a spoil of war i leave with you
for i am never without grace

there's no labels anymore
who's this, what for
we'll greet the dusk as we greet the dawn
we'll fuck each other blind on the backlawn
Track Name: Varsity Straitjacket
the demons don't live inside of me
they've got a lovely prewar co-op down the street
the board must be other demons apparently
their references must be other demons

i remember when the leather cracked
i remember when they shot lincoln
who taught the idiots the word "respect"?
whose idea to get em thinking?

i don't play bridge but the ghouls really hold their own
i see em at the playground sometimes making fun of my kids for the way they look and dress and then they smoke cigarettes

i remember when the leather cracked
i remember when they shot lincoln
who taught the idiots the word "respect"?
whose idea to get em thinking?

came from tomfoolery
led to tomdrunkery
which made men of you me
we operated the heaviest machinery

You say the market's fucked
but who gives a fuck about the market?
we laid down all the gas
and all you did was spark it
you're batting from leftfield
the iron age and a four course meal

i remember when the leather cracked
i remember when they shot lincoln
who taught the idiots the word "respect"?
whose idea to get em thinking?

came from tomfoolery
led to tomdrunkery
which made men of you me
we operated the heaviest machinery

hold our breath til we all fall down

you were too kind
you never asked much
coddled and spared
had a soft touch
good men don't speak up
and the worst need constant attention

hold our breath til we all fall down...
Track Name: Mitigating Circumstances
i used to do eighty in the eighties
nearly thirty i can barely do twenty-nine
desperately trying to sustain this family salt mine
i used to be somebody's son
now i'm somebody's problem
didn't mean to scare the kids
i only tried to robbed them

throwing pennies in the fountain
rolling marbles up the mountain
can't face it, can't fight it, can't taste it unless you bite it
i thought i was viet-right
but i was viet-wrong
i haven't eaten for days but i'm still going strong

ten feet tall warts and all
no love lost in this port of call
world's got problems, lord knows i got plenty
i'm in a tow truck being pulled by a bentley
gotta thank christ for the money he lent me
my mother's a saint for the package she sent me

throwing pennies in the fountain
rolling marbles up the mountain
can't face it, can't fight it, can't taste it unless you bite it
i thought i was viet-right
but i was viet-wrong
i haven't eaten for days but i'm still going strong

it's ninety-six in mexico
and jesus knows i can't let you go

left the building with a cautionary tale
evolution didn't work but it didn't fail
gave the poorly made beasts a quiet dignity
knowledge is a burden which is why it ain't free
axis and allies no matter how you spin it
didn't care for the taste but i loved the finish