Lost Somewhere Between the Earth and My Home

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Rawer and bolder than fellow L.A. hardcore folkies X, the Geraldine Fibbers have lashed out with a frighteningly successful debut album. Lost Somewhere Between the Earth and My Home is an oppressively heavy record, both musically and emotionally, that brings punk rock as close as it has ever come to sounding rootsy. Ferocious and painfully beautiful, singer Carla Bozulich can't seem to decide if she's Patti Smith or Patsy Cline. Similarly numbing and relentless, Daniel Keenan's bleeding guitar and Jessy Greene's weeping violin grind and moan like the Velvet Underground reinterpreting Creedence Clearwater Revival tunes. In other words, the Fibbers growl resembles 10,000 Maniacs--that is, if they really sounded like ten thousand maniacs. Throughout Lost Between, Bozulich wails over broken and destructive relationships--that common lyrical bond between classic country and gothic gloom-rock--as if she'd met the devil at the crossroads, pierced his tongue, and then given him a ride with her to hell. She sings about sinking to a point so low that pitiful hate is the only place to turn--and where half that hate is violently thrust at those who've abused her, while the other half gets nursed inside. Sometimes she tells stories, like the grotesque tales in "A Song About Walls" and "Richard." Other times she just spews narcotized hallucinations like "Lillybelle" and "Marmalade." But always the imagery teeters nervously between goodnight prayer and bad nightmare. --Roni Sarig --This text refers to the Audio CD edition.

Lost Somewhere Between The Earth and My Home
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Amazing & Powerful Music

The world was robbed of this band...

The Geraldine Fibbers

Musical Abusement Park

Plays like the hoedown before the apocalypse...

Lost Somewhere Between The Earth and My Home
The Geraldine Fibbers
Manufacturer: Virgin Records Us
ProductGroup: Music
Binding: Audio CD

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ASIN: B000000W9J
Release Date: 1995-07-18

Tracks:

Lilybelle
The Small Song
Marmalade
Dragon Lady
A Song About Walls
House Is Falling
Outside Of Town
The French Song
Dusted
Richard
Blast Off Baby
Get Thee Gone

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Rawer and bolder than fellow L.A. hardcore folkies X, the Geraldine Fibbers have lashed out with a frighteningly successful debut album. Lost Somewhere Between the Earth and My Home is an oppressively heavy record, both musically and emotionally, that brings punk rock as close as it has ever come to sounding rootsy. Ferocious and painfully beautiful, singer Carla Bozulich can't seem to decide if she's Patti Smith or Patsy Cline. Similarly numbing and relentless, Daniel Keenan's bleeding guitar and Jessy Greene's weeping violin grind and moan like the Velvet Underground reinterpreting Creedence Clearwater Revival tunes. In other words, the Fibbers growl resembles 10,000 Maniacs--that is, if they really sounded like ten thousand maniacs. Throughout Lost Between, Bozulich wails over broken and destructive relationships--that common lyrical bond between classic country and gothic gloom-rock--as if she'd met the devil at the crossroads, pierced his tongue, and then given him a ride with her to hell. She sings about sinking to a point so low that pitiful hate is the only place to turn--and where half that hate is violently thrust at those who've abused her, while the other half gets nursed inside. Sometimes she tells stories, like the grotesque tales in "A Song About Walls" and "Richard." Other times she just spews narcotized hallucinations like "Lillybelle" and "Marmalade." But always the imagery teeters nervously between goodnight prayer and bad nightmare. --Roni Sarig

Customer Reviews:

Amazing & Powerful Music.......2002-10-11

I bought this album after seeing the Dragon Lady video (I'm probably the only person who saw it. LOL!). Dragon Lady is great but every song on "Lost Somewhere..." is as powerful as DL. In fact, this album is so powerful, I can't listen to it too often because it's so gut-wrenching. And yet because it's so rewarding, I want to listen to it as often as I can. The music is so alive and vibrant and spontaneous, it's what music should sound like. And the lyrics are amazing. It's a CD I'll be treasuring for a long time. Long live the Geraldine Fibbers.

The world was robbed of this band..........2001-01-21

As someone who over the last 18 years has owned at one time or another well over 3,000 CDs, tapes, and albums, I have to say that this record is in the top 10 of all I have ever heard. To quote Frank Sinatra (via Staurday Night Live) Carla Bozulich, the lead singer, has chunks of Courtney Love in her stool! This is the fiercest, most fully-conceived female-led punk rock record of all time. Hands down... How to describe the sound without putting people off-- it's punck-rock country-blues, played at blazing volumes. The musicianship is outstanding-- this is a band captured at its absolute PEAK. This record captures that rare magic of hearing a group of dedicated musicians playing together with a sense of purpose. It is inconceivable that this record did not lead to the break-out of this band. One suspects that the ....... (and relatively undeserved) success of Hole and Courtney Love led to this record getting overlooked. Does the world only have room for one strong female rock singer at a time? Even if that were true, one listen to this record will confirm that Carla was robbed! Everything you hate about Courney Love, Carla does NOT have! We were robbed of the experience of watching music this good succeed.

The subsequent Fibbers album, Butch, has its moments for sure, but this one sets the standard.

Lately, Carla has done an album with guitarist Nels Cline (a later member of the Fibbers) under the name Scarnella, that is very raw, rough and unrehearsed. It's a distant echo of this album, though.

If you love music, it is your DUTY to buy this album. It is in a class all by itself.

The Geraldine Fibbers.......2000-10-11

When Carla sings she sends chills up my spine. You music lovers know the chill I am talking about. The only way I know how to describe this woman is shes sings with the experience and pain of Billy Holiday and the passion of Wendy O Willams(maybe more apparant on the album Butch). The music all together is fantastic! You can hear her influences of punk,country,blues and whatever else they wanted to throw in the mix. This band should have made it big. Some of the lame bands out there that made it big can't even hold a candle to the Geraldine Fibbers!

Musical Abusement Park.......2000-04-02

the emotional pitch of this album swings back and forth so frequently and fluently that there have been times i've literally had to stop listening because the ride was too intense. it's in the way the bass and viola of the opening "lillybelle" lull you up and up and up before the guitar pulls you over the top, hurtling you down faster and rougher and scarier than you thought things would get. lillybelle sets the tone lyrically as well: she's one of a cast of empty, wasted, battered, dreamy, graceful, stoic, resilient characters. "get off of that trip" indeed...except there are 11 more songs liable to lock you right where you sit.

by the time you hit the too-good-for-pop-radio "dragon lady" you're prepared for anything, and get it, straight through to the ultimate album closer "get thee gone," a moody waltz at once punk and country, resigned and defiant, inviting and discordant. as a whole, the album is not really punk and not really art-rock and not really country and not really indie. like the lifestyle it portrays, it ain't all pretty, but in the end you find yourself cycling back through it over and over again.

side note: this is the only live band i've ever seen avoid the encore facade, simply stating "ok now we'll play a few more songs for our encore" and playing the remainder of the set instead of walking off and having to be artificially coaxed back by an audience desperate for more. and this is their best album. need i say more?

Plays like the hoedown before the apocalypse..........1999-07-01

That more people know about Shania Twain than Carla Bouzlich is a big shame. Buy this album if you're convinced that country has been sold out to hat-wearing yuppies or that punk has gone stale. Her vocals and lyrics will make you think of a drug-addled Patsy Cline. Much like the legendary Cline, Bouzlich fully understands the value of writing songs that are deceptively simple yet hold an sinister undercurrent to them. Just as the music starts to lull you, you feel the hand of the devil just barely on your shoulder...

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