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(Dude, can I get your autograph?) Ahem.. excuse me! All my life I was very deprived Am I coming or going? I can barely decide And by the way when you see my dad? (Yeah?) And Dr. Dre said, "Slim Shady you a basehead!" And smacked her so hard I knocked her clothes backwards like Kris Kross And stapled his nuts to a stack of papers (Owwwwwwww!) And try to touch your hands like some screaming Usher fans (Aaahhhhhh!) But I can't figure out which Spice Girl I want to impregnate (Ummmm..) Can I have the attention of the class for one second? Cause I hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt Clothes ripped like the Incredible Hulk (hachhh-too) C'mere slut! (Shady, wait a minute, that's my girl dog!) Dr. Dre, don't just stand there, OPERATE! Extraterrestrial, running over pedestrians Faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast Flashed the bartender, then stuck my dick in the tip cup Got pissed off and ripped Pamela Lee's tits off Hi kids! Do you like violence? (Yeah yeah yeah!) HOW YOU GONNA BREAST FEED ME MOM? (WAH!) I ain't had a woman in years, and my palms are too hairy to hide (Whoops!) I don't give a fuck, God sent me to piss the world off! I just drank a fifth of vodka -- dare me to drive? (Go ahead) I just found out my mom does more dope than I do (Damn!) I lay awake and strap myself in the bed I smacked him in his face with an eraser, chased him with a stapler I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass I spit when I talk, I'll fuck anything that walks (C'mere) I told her I'd grow up to be a famous rapper I'll have to be carried inside the cemetery and buried alive (Huh yup!) I'm not ready to leave, it's too scary to die (Fuck that!) I'm steaming mad (Arrrggghhh!) In a space ship while they screaming at me: "LET'S JUST BE FRIENDS!" Make a record about doing drugs and name it after her (Oh thank you!) My brain's dead weight, I'm trying to get my head straight My English teacher wanted to flunk me in Junior High Ninety-nine percent of my life I was lied to Put a bulletproof vest on and shoot myself in the head (BANG!) So I signed it: 'Dear Dave, thanks for the support, ASSHOLE!' Stop the tape! This kid needs to be locked away! (Get him!) Tell him that I slit his throat, in this dream I had Thanks a lot, next semester I'll be 35 This guy at White Castle asked for my autograph Try 'cid and get fucked up worse that my life is? (Huh?) Uh-uhhh! "So why's your face red? Man you wasted!" Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up Wanna copy me and do exactly like I did? (Yeah yeah!) Wanna see me stick Nine Inch Nails through each one of my eyelids? (Uh-huh!) Well since age twelve, I've felt like I'm someone else When I was little I used to get so hungry I would throw fits YOU AIN'T GOT NO TITS! (WAHHH!) You know you blew up when the women rush your stands You know you blew up when the women rush your stands YOU AIN'T GOT NO TITS! (WAHHH!) When I was little I used to get so hungry I would throw fits Well since age twelve, I've felt like I'm someone else Wanna see me stick Nine Inch Nails through each one of my eyelids? (Uh-huh!) Wanna copy me and do exactly like I did? (Yeah yeah!) Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up Uh-uhhh! "So why's your face red? Man you wasted!" Try 'cid and get fucked up worse that my life is? (Huh?) This guy at White Castle asked for my autograph Thanks a lot, next semester I'll be 35 Tell him that I slit his throat, in this dream I had Stop the tape! This kid needs to be locked away! (Get him!) So I signed it: 'Dear Dave, thanks for the support, ASSHOLE!' Put a bulletproof vest on and shoot myself in the head (BANG!) Ninety-nine percent of my life I was lied to My English teacher wanted to flunk me in Junior High My brain's dead weight, I'm trying to get my head straight Make a record about doing drugs and name it after her (Oh thank you!) In a space ship while they screaming at me: "LET'S JUST BE FRIENDS!" I'm steaming mad (Arrrggghhh!) I'm not ready to leave, it's too scary to die (Fuck that!) I'll have to be carried inside the cemetery and buried alive (Huh yup!) I told her I'd grow up to be a famous rapper I spit when I talk, I'll fuck anything that walks (C'mere) I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass I smacked him in his face with an eraser, chased him with a stapler I lay awake and strap myself in the bed I just found out my mom does more dope than I do (Damn!) I just drank a fifth of vodka -- dare me to drive? (Go ahead) I don't give a fuck, God sent me to piss the world off! I ain't had a woman in years, and my palms are too hairy to hide (Whoops!) HOW YOU GONNA BREAST FEED ME MOM? (WAH!) Hi kids! Do you like violence? (Yeah yeah yeah!) Got pissed off and ripped Pamela Lee's tits off Flashed the bartender, then stuck my dick in the tip cup Faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast Extraterrestrial, running over pedestrians Dr. Dre, don't just stand there, OPERATE! C'mere slut! (Shady, wait a minute, that's my girl dog!) Clothes ripped like the Incredible Hulk (hachhh-too) Cause I hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt Can I have the attention of the class for one second? But I can't figure out which Spice Girl I want to impregnate (Ummmm..) And try to touch your hands like some screaming Usher fans (Aaahhhhhh!) And stapled his nuts to a stack of papers (Owwwwwwww!) And smacked her so hard I knocked her clothes backwards like Kris Kross And Dr. Dre said, "Slim Shady you a basehead!" And by the way when you see my dad? (Yeah?) Am I coming or going? I can barely decide All my life I was very deprived Ahem.. excuse me! (Dude, can I get your autograph?)
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The Weight 03:56
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Mia 08:28
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Emotions 05:53
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Gucci Gucci 01:50
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music by Ted Hearne and Philip White

"Listening to Ted Hearne and Philip White’s R We Who R We is a bit like attempting to force the beaters of an electric hand mixer through one’s nostrils and into the brain, then flipping the power on…and this is an unequivocally good thing. Using Top 40 hits like Ke$ha’s “We R Who We R” and Madonna’s “Material Girl” as a point of departure, vocal hellion Hearne and electronic conjurer White hook listeners with the familiar while hurtling through often confrontational and exceptionally potent sonic deconstructions. Other than the lyric content, almost nothing remains of the source material, offering not pop-tune covers but compositional reinventions.

Hearne, who honed his classical chops at the Manhattan and Yale Schools of Music, drags his vocal cords through their paces. “Hi Is My Name” revs up Eminem’s ubiquitous flow to breakneck speed, tearing through syllables and forcing the listener to play catch-up. On “Original Self,” an original track, it’s as if the Chicago native is attempting to argue with Auto-Tune, railing against its magnetism as he wails atop a chorus of dental drills. Hearne’s inventive reimaginings of the lyrics draw you in, while White’s self-described “non-linear feedback system” similarly cloaks the deliberately provocative sound world of noise music in the shiny bluster of pop production. The result is something eminently, if weirdly, danceable and utterly gripping."
-Time Out Chicago, Feb 7, 2013

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released February 27, 2013

produced by R WE WHO R WE
engineered by Philip White
recorded at 691 Studios, Harvestworks, and High Concept Laboratories

album art by Seth Gadsden

released by New Focus Recordings
PURCHASE: www.newfocusrecordings.com/catalogue/r-we-who-r-we

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Ted Hearne Los Angeles, California

Ted Hearne is a composer, singer and bandleader.

The New York Times has praised. Hearne for his "tough edge and wildness of spirit," and "topical, politically sharp-edged works." Pitchfork called Hearne's work "some of the most expressive socially engaged music in recent memory -- from any genre." ... more

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