Shallow Soundproof

Our last-ever post on matters concerning the Grey Album, we promise

This, despite the fact that the latest Rolling Stone rehashes the EMI-versus-artistic freedom issue yet again. That’s roughly three consecutive issues of America’s most revered rock, er, lad, er, rock magazine that have documented DJ Danger Mouse’s travails of late (isn’t there some expression about “beating a dead mouse” or somesuch cliche?).
Nope, this particular post is for those obsessive souls who took their LPs of the Beatles’ White Album and played John Lennon’s incoherent utterances backwards, until they were able to discern that Paul was, in fact, dead.
Get out your copy of Danger Mouse’s Grey Album or, if you downloaded it, work with the MP3 files directly. Acquire a freeware audio editor. Take the eleventh track, “Interlude,” and reverse it. Sit back and pray as you listen to the track which follows, whose lyrics we’ve helpfully transcribed for you:

“6…6…6…Murder, murder Jesus…6…6…6…
Leave ni**as on death’s door.
Murder, murder Jesus…6…6…6.”

Of course, we all know that “asterisk” sounds awfully garbled when spoken either forward or in reverse, so you may want to substitute those asterisks mentioned above for the letter G. Just a su**estion.

4 replies on “Our last-ever post on matters concerning the Grey Album, we promise”

Chris Farley: You remember when you were with The Beatles, and you were supposed to be dead, and, uh, there was all these clues, that, like, uh, you played some song backwards, and it’d say, like, “Paul Is Dead”, and, uh, everyone thought that you were dead? That was, um, a hoax, right?
Paul McCartney: Yeah. I wasn’t really dead

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