2004-09-09 New York, NY | Knitting Factory

Audio recorded by pattivill:

opening
Dance Anthem of the 80s
interlude
Baby Jesus
interlude
Aquarius
interlude
Poor Little Rich Boy
interlude
8th Floor
interlude
Uncle Bobby
interlude
Mermaid
interlude
The Wallet
interlude
Making Records
interlude
Hero (of the Story) *
interlude
You *
interlude
Ode to Divorce *
interlude
Edit *
interlude
Loveology *
interlude
Samson
closing

* with Chris Kuffner on bass and Ben Kalb on cello

Video recorded by Henry L:

2003-08-19 New York, NY | Sin-é

Taper unknown; available for download from RespektOnline:

Patron Saint
"the devil come to Bethlehem"
Your Honor
Carbon Monoxide
Baobabs
Genius Next Door
Poor Little Rich Boy
Folding Chair
Making Records
Düsseldorf
Us
Ghost of Corporate Future
Secret Stash

2003-05-05 New York, NY | C-Note

Recorded by Dan Herman (radiocrystalblue.com) and available for download from RespektOnline:

Düsseldorf
Happy Hooker
Lacrimosa
Sailor Song
Ode to Divorce
Poor Little Rich Boy
Ave Maria
Prisoners
Your Honor
Somedays
Making Records
Carbon Monoxide
Dance Anthem of the 80s

2003-05-01 New York, NY | Tonic

Recorded by pattivill:

01)
02) Paris
03)
04) Ghost of Corporate Future
05)
06) Carbon Monoxide
07)
08) Making Records
09)
10) Poor Little Rich Boy
11)
12) Ode to Divorce
13)
14) The Soup
15)
16) Prisoners
17)
18) Your Honor
19)
20) The Flowers
21)
22) Better
23)
24) Dance Anthem of the 80s
25)
26) Silly Eye Color Generalizations
27)
28) Samson
29)

Making Records

Written by: regina spektor

Available Recordings: Click to view

Lyrics (fan transcription):

I am braiding records into my hair
needles and record players, everything’s a
possible record cover
or a possible name for a band that
I will never have…
cause I sing my songs all by myself
all to myself, by myself
I am cute but I’m not in a band
where’s my band? where’s my band?
where’s my amplifiers?

so why don’t I just sleep in the middle of this kitchen
surrounded by forks and a linoleum floor
I am drunk and there’s no one here to stop me
from being so tired and sleeping with my mascara on

in the studio they’re adjusting the wires and microphones
and I’m about to sing my songs and they won’t be just my own
and I’m glad that they’ll exist but they’ll make me obsolete
cause I sing it just once and the wires they remember it
and sing it right back and they do it better than I can
anytime, anywhere, I’m preserved
I’m a jelly or a jam…

so why don’t I just sleep in the middle of this kitchen
a halo of forks and a linoleum floor
I am drunk and there’s no one here to stop me
from being so tired and being so drunk
why don’t I just pee in the middle of this kitchen
into a little teacup and I won’t miss a drop
I am drunk and there’s no one here to stop me
from being so eccentric and being so lonely

corazón…this is my corazón

I know that I am lucky, I make shit up all the time
and I start to believe it myself just cause it rhymes
but I’m so inconsistent my handwriting changes every other word
so I’m braiding records into my hair
needles and record players
everything’s a possible record cover or a possible name for a band that I will never have…

so why don’t I just sleep in the middle of this kitchen
a halo of forks and a linoleum floor
I am drunk and there’s no one here to stop me
from being so drunk and being so drunk
why don’t I just pee in the middle of this kitchen
into a little teacup and I won’t miss a drop
I am drunk and there’s no one here to stop me
from being so eccentric and being so lonely