Digital Masturbation 2

by Baboon Torture Division

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Baboon Torture Division pays tribute to the golden age of 8-bit gaming. Using audio to MIDI software, they turn their live instruments into square waves which can be arpegiated, auto-tuned, and otherwise tweaked out. Tracks 1-6 are live recordings of BTD songs played in the style of a 1980's game machine. Track 7 is an original and tracks 8 and 9 are remixes of songs from the glory days of 8-bit music composition.


Thanks to Kids Get Hit By Buses, WidiSoft, Shockk, Syphilis Sauna, MC Firedrill, Fake Jazz Wednesdays, CD Baby.
Covers: Rock n Roll McDonalds by Wesley Willis. Hold Me Closer by Elton John. McKids by Andi McGinty. Triceratops Stampeed by Jon Dunn, which he stole from Comic Bakery by Martin Galway.
Recorded at China Creek Studios, Vancouver, B.C. 2009

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released 14 March 2009
Steve Biloba on Guitar and Vocals.
Pocketron XP on Bass.
Reno The Laptop on Drums and Synths.

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tags: 8 bit 8-bit chip chiptune chiptunes electronic glam nes nintendo rock sequel vancouver video game Vancouver

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Track Name: Ducks (uh huh)
Lyrics written on bathroom wall by unknown author circa 1996.

If everybody had a duck
The World wouldn't be fucked up.

Ducks are the key to everything.
Ducks have been here since the beginning.

Ducks ducks ducks, uh huh.
Track Name: Fuck Pizza Hut (1980s Entertainment Console Mix)
When you're on the shitter
And you just had dinner
It comes out like a rocket.
Like money from your pocket.
Feeling really bad and feeling like a slut
Cuz you just got fucked by Pizza Hut.
Fuck fuck fuck Pizza Hut.

Giving them your money you become their bitch.
Driving their business and making them rich.
Getting sick from eating their food.
It gives you the runs it makes you go poo.
Going crazy and I feel like I've lost it
Cuz my ass becomes a permanent faucet.
Fuck fuck fuck Pizza Hut.

Lyrics by Johnny Taco.
Track Name: Sweet Donkey Love (1980s Entertainment Console Mix)
The donkey looked into my eyes.
The donkey took me by surprise.
And though I know it's a crime,
I'll take that donkey from behind

And we'll have sweet sweet donkey love

The donkey's hooves and her mane
Have a way of driving me insane
Deeper and deeper in love we fall
Me and the shiny animal

And we'll have sweet sweet donkey love

Donkey
You come
Crashing over me.
I am
Over-
come with ecstasy.
Your painful
Hooves
Keep on trampling me.
I love you,
Donkey.
Why are you killing me?
Track Name: Sexy Times (1980s Entertainment Console Mix)
Last Wednesday
I can picture it so clearly
It was midnight
We were working overtime
I was waiting on a man to deliver the folders
You were wearing accessories in your hair I could hear your breathing you were down on the floor
To retrieve the items you'd dropped down there
I looked at you
You looked at me
You looked at me and smiled
I know exactly what a look like that means
It means you're ready to go wild

You give me bonus baby
When you're not even around
I got to take your picture
And throw it on the ground

I like to freak it on yuh
This sort of thing ain't allowed
I got tuh give you champagne
and show you sexy times

You give me bonus baby
This ain't fuckin around
You know the freak is in ya
So lets stir it around

I'm like a roller coaster
I go up and down
I got tuh give you cocaine
And show you sexy times

Last Friday
You know I'm ready for the weekend
It's early in the day
and there's still so much time.
I was prepping a demo for the twelve o'clock meeting
You were wearing slacks and your nails were green
I dropped the j-peg into my presentation
You were getting peanuts from the snack machine.
I looked at you
You looked at me
And I knew it was on
Inter Office relationship
It's on the downlow.

You give me bonus baby
Sometimes I see you quiver
It's time to get down to ya
And help with your computer

You let me push the buttons
You're giving me erections
I get the BIOS loaded
And show you sexy times

I'm like a escellator
I go up and down
No one suspects a thing uh
Because you're server's down

I bet you pulled the cable
You tell me it's possable
I'm undernieth the table
You show me sexy times

You and me Sexy Times

Gotta keep it on the downlow

sexy time yeah.

You do it so descretely.

So no one else knows.