Whore's Breakfast

by The Rebel Wheel

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Whore's Breakfast is a concept album, a seedy gritty city album, an album about love, excess, obsessions and substance abuse, an album about coffee and cigarettes and self-destructive denizens of the outer fringes of the art scene and the drug world. It is a very personal reflection and confessional of a long-time substance abuser.

Based around the core sound of guitar bass and drums Whore's Breakfast takes a decidedly punk attitude towards prog and jazz. The sound is relentless but is tempered with the softer contrasts of five-part vocal harmonies, chord solo jazz guitar pieces and a myriad of keyboard textures, all of which serve to create dramatic contrasts and some moments of peaceful illuminated clarity against the otherwise sweaty frenetic head-trip.

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released August 11, 2013

David Campbell: bass, guitar, keyboards, percussion, vocals, drums and drum programming.

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The Rebel Wheel Ottawa, Ontario

Steeped in dark cinematic soundscapes and complex, turn-on-a-dime arrangements, The Rebel Wheel features a frenetic mix of rock aggression, complex compositions and unpredictable odd-meter vamps. Originally formed in 1991 as a fusion-based midi ensemble, the floating lineup has gradually focused on a modern, more performance-oriented, genre-blending Prog. ... more

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Track Name: Cousin Rachel
Cousin Rachel, cousin Rachel.
Cousin Rachel come to me.
Wind and flower and passing hour.
Sun and moon and falling stars.
Falling stars, and
there you are.
Track Name: Five and Dime
Run, rant, rage, foaming at the mouth.
Fist, strike, fast, flowing into now.
Clear morning light, fractured veins, I'm alive, I'm alive.

five and dime it's a five and dime.

Tear, rip, race, sweating through the sheets.
Bend, twist, pace, following the streets.
Clear cloudless night, tortured soul, I'm alive, I'm alive,

five and dime, it's a five and dime.
Track Name: Insecticide Part One
Caught your eye and a glimpse of heaven then,
it seared into my mind.
When all we have is dignity,
left everything behind.

I lost the thread, lost my head,
lost my place, now my face
no longer belongs to me.

Come with me, we'll walk into the future and,
we'll give our past away.
I really can't change circumstance
but we're both here today.

I lost the thread, lost my head,
lost my place, now my face
no longer belongs to me.

Seasons change and the sun sets early now
It's been quite a ride.
It's really not coincidence,
the way our live's collide.

I lost the thread, lost my head,
lost my place, now my face
no longer belongs to me.
Track Name: Cholera
There's a ring of stale beer on the table,
and the ash-tray's apt to overflow.
Outside I see traces and trails of light in the afternoon.
Limping dog in Vancouver city.
Left-over girls in the greying room.

I'm not given to conditions lightly.
I can always
bend light into blue.

I could never write a letter everyday,
nothing like a "Love in the Time of Cholera"
But as years unfold and passion never fades,
I could never stay but neither stay away.

I feel shudders as tomorrow hits me,
collides with the ghosts of yesterday.
Short walk to buy matches, count my pennies
and leave the ruins.
A dead cat lies in Toronto.
Smoking roaches in Barbera's room.

I'm not eager to disturb these ashes,
bone-shards and the
teeth that never burn.

I could never write a letter everyday,
nothing like a "Love in the Time of Cholera"
But as years unfold and passion never fades,
I could never stay but neither stay away.

Did you love me?
Did you want me?
Will you mend me?
Can you make me whole?

Lung burst, breathless, crash down into Parkdale.
Hope-less play for
Love amongst the ruins.

I wish I could write a letter everyday,
something like a "Love in the Time of Cholera"
And as years unfold and passion never fades,
I wish I could stay or even stay away.
Track Name: Insecticide Part Two
why do you never fall?
how did you keep the remains,
hidden so away from
all of us?
why did you think I would turn away so easy?

Is that why you never sleep?
how could you run with a crowd
who can't know, or would ever understand the meanings
of the answers you bled and held tightly to your heart?

why can't you come with me?
did you think nobody dare,
fall into the open flame
carelessly?
My hands are both burnt.
Track Name: Watching Kathy Dance
Sometimes it gets so crazy
with all intents mismatched.
But I am happy just to sit here,
Watching Kathy dance.
Track Name: Satori in Bayshore
Gently poised in make believe,
fall softly into sleep
in urban mediocrity
and there our souls to keep.

Is anybody listening?
does anyone still care?
on both sides of the blue screen
zombies have gathered there.
Track Name: The Dream of Stones
Took too long to look at the sun,
metal glints as you load the gun,
too late for you
Draw the blind and pick up the trash,
Beer can bed and cigarette ash,
wait for you.
You feed her rage.
Gilt-lined her cage.

Twist the tip and fire up the high.
twisted face the smoke in your eye,
grace for you.
Needles spent the marks on your arm,
vacant stares and silent alarms,
wasting you.
Call down the clouds.
Draw the dark shrouds.

Lay the gold trap.

Light slows down and comes through the glass,
distant storm and hurricane blast,
come for you.
Winding down the unkindest truth,
empty words and all of your youth,
paid by you.
Call down the clouds.
Draw the dark shrouds.

Lay the gold trap.
Track Name: An Infinity of Mirrors
There's always been the razor
there's always been the time
the mood is sometimes right
it's waiting in the bathroom
underneath the bright lights
reflected in a thousand grimy tiles
Track Name: The Reward of Sisyphus
Got stains on my fingers I smoke too much
I got no memories I got no Hope
I'm here right now I don't fool myself
this is what the fight was for.

Be here now appreciate.

We take the toils of father's past
and build our cities upon their ruins.
I'm here here right now, I don't fool myslef
this is what the fights been for.

Be here now appreciate.

I walk alone in the night.
Paths I didn't take.
I am the last of a kind.
Only one awake.

We sit alone in the night.
I close my eyes
We are the last of a kind.
Watch the sun arise.