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Hang Glider 2025

by Black Camaro

Hang Glide 03:28
hang glide hang glide
RE: The Sun 02:15
Send my regards to the sun is it burning anyone? When the sun begins to set branding patterns down our necks All those golden sun rays all those golden sunbeams all those golden summers all those golden sun rays Ah hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot
Killamanjaro 02:47
Fix it cricket under the sink let's get rid of the stink in our home on top of the mountain Killamanjaro la la la la la la la la la la mister kiss her peck on the cheek let's skip up to the creek I can't dance and neither can you, bitch Killamanjaro la la la la la la la la la la
Dusty Fan 01:22
The dusty fan is blowing air onto the bed where you lie face down we share a twin I cannot tell how many times I've watched you breathing while you were sleeping with the color in your hair I want to pull it out hear you screaming
Apple Core 02:58
Apple core Baltimore Who's your friend? I am Listen up, I lost the luck to a washed up promise just my luck where ya at? Where's the cat? baseball bat my favorite hat someone's there it's in the air I'll give you one month That's 30 days and 1 And if you're late (please don't be late) I'll never wait for you again Won't stop calling won't stop I'll leave a message If ya try to call me and I don't pick it up leave a message Don't be alarmed when you listen to my message When ya caused the rift to slip and slide and it took a month to all subside And the phone was known to grow much colder but an old man told her keep your head on your shoulders Apple Core Baltimore Who's your friend? I am
Escalator 00:56
A double line a fancy find an ornament from the Orient Ah! A glass guitar a classic star an autograph on a photograph oh la la la la la dee da
Hell no this ain't no wedding Found a friend from Louvre Cul-de-sac'd a lover tell me of no other listen to a cello can you hear the bubbles? someone spilled it so hide the children a place in France where the naked ladies dance trash all your history books purchase more mystery books how could I lie? What is the difference between shit and champagne? Take all the colonels away replace them with piles of hay why would I lie? What is the difference between shit and champagne? bring back the night once again electric was never much fun stick with a fire What is the difference between shit and champagne? lend me an old pair of jeans a tuxedo made for the queen made out of lions What is the difference between shit and champagne?
feel the flame of the mic on the back of the bike kill the lights and the mic might destroy all in sight oh mama there's one eye on the prize and the other guy is looking at the screen what'd ya mean when you screamed comin out the latrine All I seen was your jeans you got lost in the beams of light but the night isn't over till the tender says there's no more Karaoke then the microphone was alone (alone) and the patrons drove their autos (all home) karaoke killed the colonel (oh no) dust yourself off dust it off dust off dust (I think he's dead, shit) Yes, I think his status must have just busted oh no! There's no eye on the prize and the tender says there's no more karaoke And the lights came on with the music on with the music on then the lights came on and the colonel moved his elbow hell no! so the old man stood up slowly (holy shit) for the fiery flame was flowing (glowing) and the song was sung for the years to come
Rendezvous 07:28
meet me at the place where all of our faces fall off meet me at ah meet me at the point where trees end for no reason meet me at ah Underneath this stone is a galaxy every piece of dirt is alive On each grain there lives 20 billion useless beings like you and I He sold his soul so she'll grow old He sold his soul so she'll grow old He sold his soul so she'll grow old So long mother I found me another place ah away ooh Meet me at the rendezvous rendezvous rendezvous Is this really how the 21st Century turned out? I want my money back
My lungs deceive me and you lost the meaning of love LOVE The colonel's breathing when they mumbled the words of love LOVE well I can't see nothing (with my glasses on) Calypso said something (so long so long so long) a little bedroom I can see the feeling's mutual and there's no way I'd ride that bull don't waste my ears and there's no way I'd waste my ears don't waste my ears
Demonstrate the proper way to say hello to you I always thought a simple smile would do Don't be late there's so many things we gotta see and do tomorrow I'll be old and so will you Can it wait? already been here an hour but it feels like two We can demonstrate take an elevator levitate elevate Ain't it great to be above the sky where the glider flies? and then the glider dies and if we're people broken up sea shells what if the cat wakes he'll lick the fish tank I like your smile just like a child's you blow up missiles I blow out whistles Demonstrate the proper way to say hello to you I always thought a simple smile would do Don't be late there's so many things we gotta see and do tomorrow I'll be old and so will you
Black Jenny 02:11
Flat black not flat in the back you know I could, I should mama Flat black b-b-blacker than black you know I would, if I could papa Black Jenny Black Jenny You got a friend in me when the world is blowing up and you need a hundred bucks
Why don't you put that bottle down And turn your frown right upside down A group of people gathered round the small hole in the ground where lies the result of adventure and curiosity For this was not a journey of flight or how high but the tale of an impatient boy who fell from the sky No coming home now you're alone A little calm The last we spoke You told a joke We had a time
Love, Child 01:52
Love, love, love Is that all we need? No! Oh no. No. No. Love, child, love, love is that all we breathe? no!
Hang Glider 03:26
hang glider lost up in the sun glide on glide on man glide on glide on my friend glide on hang glider


Celebrating the 20th anniversary of Black Camaro’s sophomore release, Hang Glider (2005), this “remixed and actually mastered” version presents the same lengthy album sans the lazy mistakes and gratuitous “secret tracks”. While the band can blame nobody but themselves for the hasty mixes of the original release, they were under a deadline, and they were young and naive. Young people suck with deadlines, hence, the poorly mixed, never mastered, impossible Hang Glider. But as concept albums go, it’s not bad. Really, it isn’t. Let us explain.

As the Glider takes his gallant jump from the face of a cliff into the unknown (Hang Glide), he meets the sun along the way (RE: The Sun), taking care not to melt the wax that binds his wings together. He soars over mountains, including one in Africa (Killamanjaro), before his journey takes an ominous turn.

The Glider dozes off and begins dreaming of his first love as she sleeps in the bed next to him, also dreaming. A dream within a dream (Dusty Fan). He’s pretty much a creep. As his dream possesses his body his theme song plays in his head (Kevin’s Theme). Though his name isn’t really Kevin, it is in the dream for some reason, and he goes along with it. He is reminded of his friends, and how he holds them near and dear (Apple Core). He is unaware the pending doom he will soon face. How could he? He’s sleeping.

As he continues his flight, his body hovers over France (Shit And Champagne), and the energy emanating from the city of lights blinds his vision, even within his somnambulant state. He witnesses a pair of legs obstructed by a beam of light (Karaoke Killed The Colonel). It is a ridiculous figure from the future who appears to be dead, but is actually just pretending. In a French accent, the figure, now revealed as The Colonel, says “Meet me at the Rendezvous”(Rendezvous). The reluctant Glider refuses the Colonel’s command (Waste My Ears) and goes his own way (Where the Glider Flies).

The Glider’s arrogance leads him too close to the sun and he is abruptly awakened to a deadly free fall. As the observer, there is nothing you or I can do for him. His friends can’t do shit, and his girl can’t save him either (Black Jenny). Not even the Colonel can save him this time.

At his wake, the Colonel says a few words, a few kind words, a few kind of mean words (Put That Bottle Down). His friends and loved ones realize that the Glider’s love was not enough. They needed him to come down from the clouds and spend some quality time with them. The Glider’s head was always in the clouds, and now he is dead as a result. He will forever be lost up in the sun (Hang Glider).


released June 30, 2015

This album features:
Richard De La Riva on Trumpet
Alan Norris on CR78
Jeremy Lamanna on drums
Jason Wilda on bass
Fuzz on all sorts of shit, but mostly congas and some guitar
Mike Garth on drums
Conrad Lochner as The Preacher
Mike "Lazer" Lavin on laughs
with one-take improvisation by Theta Naught on Hang Glider
Lucas Bang's banjo appears on Shit and Champagne

Recorded in 2005 by Brian Garth
Remixed in 2025 by Brian Garth
Mastered by Lazer Lavin


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