THE NEW SHOT October 2010: "Burnt Sugar"

by SHU-SHO

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It's THE NEW SHOT for October 2010: "Burnt Sugar".

This lil' gem from the dastardly minds of the SHU-SHO freaks recalls an old school R&B jam. You know, when folks actually played guitar in POP music. SHU-SHO never forgets! With "Burnt Sugar" you have two choices: either you get wet or you feel the rain, baby because this groove is a quiet storm with a whole lotta thunder. Soon to be available on FATCAMP VOL II, we couldn't hold it back. We tried but it kept cuttin' loose. It's now FREE from the clutches of our dirty iMacs and FREE to download. What's black and white and sweet all over? BURNT SUGAR! What you've always wanted. Go and tell Santa to stop the elves because Christmas came early this year.

Included in this lovely collection are the two versions of "Burnt Sugar" by SHU-SHO (The "FATCAMP VOL II" version and the lost but now found "Dirty Down Low Vocals" take), and remixes by MYBASSISTIGHT, MIKEAL ST. AYRE and BLANCO AND JUNK (who slaps you with two). If that ain't enough you have the rare and amazing b-side "El Color De Tu Piedad". A SHU-SHO classic from the Spigga days that's never been allowed to play outside of the dungeon. Come out of the darkness, baby.

Plus, the FREE download includes the sweet (so sweet) new video for "Burnt Sugar" directed by Daniel Salazar III and Giovanny Blanco. Perfect for your video playing device (we are not responsible if your equipment can't handle the sexiness). Watch it here:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Au2qXCWA-4

So, go ahead and download. Grab a bottle of wine, whiskey or cream soda (we don't discriminate!) and enjoy "Burnt Sugar". It's THE NEW SHOT for October 2010.

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released October 8, 2010

Music by Jaswho
Lyrics by Giovanny Blanco and Sarah Thorp
Drums, Guitar, Keys by Jaswho
Vocals by Giovanny Blanco
Bass by John D. Cornelius
Backing Vocals by Carla Pereira

Check individual songs for extra credits.

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Track Name: SHU-SHO - Burnt Sugar
BURNT SUGAR
(Music by Jaswho, Lyrics by Giovanny Blanco and Sarah Thorp)

I see the razor shine like a valentine that you gave to me.
I here the window call when you hit the hall with your easy key.
I feel an ocean grow, full of undertow. Where you used to be.
I guess that's two of us who are serious about leaving me.

CHORUS
Smoke and cheap thrills. Bars and motels.
Just the bare necessities.
Night games, no strings. Dead angel wings.
You're my perfect enemy. Yes, you are.

You make a slight return and I touch the burn of sweet apathy. (So sweet, sweet!)
You toss a love grenade and the sound it makes pixelates me.
You prepare my alibi as you say goodbye and I feel less crazy.
You walk right out the door and I lose the floor but it doesn't faze me. No, no, no.

CHORUS
Smoke and cheap thrills. Bars and motels.
Dirty down low ain't what it used to be.
Night games, no strings. Dead angel wings.
And you get the best of me. Yes, you do.

Let me tell ya it ain't right. It ain't right. No, no, no, no, no.

Smoke and cheap thrills. Bars and motels.
Aren't what they used to be.
Night games, no strings. Dead angel wings.
You're my perfect enemy. Why you gotta be...

Smoke and cheap thrills. Bars and motels.
And you get the best of me, those bare necessities.
Night games, no strings. Dead angel wings.
You're my perfect enemy.
Track Name: MY BASS IS TIGHT - Burnt Sugar (Somewhere in Space Remix)
BURNT SUGAR
(Music by Jaswho, Lyrics by Giovanny Blanco and Sarah Thorp)

I see the razor shine like a valentine that you gave to me.
I here the window call when you hit the hall with your easy key.
I feel an ocean grow, full of undertow. Where you used to be.
I guess that's two of us who are serious about leaving me.

CHORUS
Smoke and cheap thrills. Bars and motels.
Just the bare necessities.
Night games, no strings. Dead angel wings.
You're my perfect enemy. Yes, you are.

You make a slight return and I touch the burn of sweet apathy. (So sweet, sweet!)
You toss a love grenade and the sound it makes pixelates me.
You prepare my alibi as you say goodbye and I feel less crazy.
You walk right out the door and I lose the floor but it doesn't faze me. No, no, no.

CHORUS
Smoke and cheap thrills. Bars and motels.
Dirty down low ain't what it used to be.
Night games, no strings. Dead angel wings.
And you get the best of me. Yes, you do.

Let me tell ya it ain't right. It ain't right. No, no, no, no, no.

Smoke and cheap thrills. Bars and motels.
Aren't what they used to be.
Night games, no strings. Dead angel wings.
You're my perfect enemy. Why you gotta be...

Smoke and cheap thrills. Bars and motels.
And you get the best of me, those bare necessities.
Night games, no strings. Dead angel wings.
You're my perfect enemy.
Track Name: BLANCO AND JUNK - Burnt Sugar (Westside Rocknrolla Remix)
BURNT SUGAR
(Music by Jaswho, Lyrics by Giovanny Blanco and Sarah Thorp)

I see the razor shine like a valentine that you gave to me.
I here the window call when you hit the hall with your easy key.
I feel an ocean grow, full of undertow. Where you used to be.
I guess that's two of us who are serious about leaving me.

CHORUS
Smoke and cheap thrills. Bars and motels.
Just the bare necessities.
Night games, no strings. Dead angel wings.
You're my perfect enemy. Yes, you are.

You make a slight return and I touch the burn of sweet apathy. (So sweet, sweet!)
You toss a love grenade and the sound it makes pixelates me.
You prepare my alibi as you say goodbye and I feel less crazy.
You walk right out the door and I lose the floor but it doesn't faze me. No, no, no.

CHORUS
Smoke and cheap thrills. Bars and motels.
Dirty down low ain't what it used to be.
Night games, no strings. Dead angel wings.
And you get the best of me. Yes, you do.

Let me tell ya it ain't right. It ain't right. No, no, no, no, no.

Smoke and cheap thrills. Bars and motels.
Aren't what they used to be.
Night games, no strings. Dead angel wings.
You're my perfect enemy. Why you gotta be...

Smoke and cheap thrills. Bars and motels.
And you get the best of me, those bare necessities.
Night games, no strings. Dead angel wings.
You're my perfect enemy.
Track Name: MIKEAL ST. AYRE - Burnt Sugar (Eris' Arms Remix)
BURNT SUGAR
(Music by Jaswho, Lyrics by Giovanny Blanco and Sarah Thorp)

I see the razor shine like a valentine that you gave to me.
I here the window call when you hit the hall with your easy key.
I feel an ocean grow, full of undertow. Where you used to be.
I guess that's two of us who are serious about leaving me.

CHORUS
Smoke and cheap thrills. Bars and motels.
Just the bare necessities.
Night games, no strings. Dead angel wings.
You're my perfect enemy. Yes, you are.

You make a slight return and I touch the burn of sweet apathy. (So sweet, sweet!)
You toss a love grenade and the sound it makes pixelates me.
You prepare my alibi as you say goodbye and I feel less crazy.
You walk right out the door and I lose the floor but it doesn't faze me. No, no, no.

CHORUS
Smoke and cheap thrills. Bars and motels.
Dirty down low ain't what it used to be.
Night games, no strings. Dead angel wings.
And you get the best of me. Yes, you do.

Let me tell ya it ain't right. It ain't right. No, no, no, no, no.

Smoke and cheap thrills. Bars and motels.
Aren't what they used to be.
Night games, no strings. Dead angel wings.
You're my perfect enemy. Why you gotta be...

Smoke and cheap thrills. Bars and motels.
And you get the best of me, those bare necessities.
Night games, no strings. Dead angel wings.
You're my perfect enemy.
Track Name: SHU-SHO - Burnt Sugar (Dirty Down Low Vocals)
BURNT SUGAR
(Music by Jaswho, Lyrics by Giovanny Blanco and Sarah Thorp)

I see the razor shine like a valentine that you gave to me.
I here the window call when you hit the hall with your easy key.
I feel an ocean grow, full of undertow. Where you used to be.
I guess that's two of us who are serious about leaving me.

CHORUS
Smoke and cheap thrills. Bars and motels.
Just the bare necessities.
Night games, no strings. Dead angel wings.
You're my perfect enemy. Yes, you are.

You make a slight return and I touch the burn of sweet apathy. (So sweet, sweet!)
You toss a love grenade and the sound it makes pixelates me.
You prepare my alibi as you say goodbye and I feel less crazy.
You walk right out the door and I lose the floor but it doesn't faze me. No, no, no.

CHORUS
Smoke and cheap thrills. Bars and motels.
Dirty down low ain't what it used to be.
Night games, no strings. Dead angel wings.
And you get the best of me. Yes, you do.

Let me tell ya it ain't right. It ain't right. No, no, no, no, no.

Smoke and cheap thrills. Bars and motels.
Aren't what they used to be.
Night games, no strings. Dead angel wings.
You're my perfect enemy. Why you gotta be...

Smoke and cheap thrills. Bars and motels.
And you get the best of me, those bare necessities.
Night games, no strings. Dead angel wings.
You're my perfect enemy.
Track Name: BLANCO AND JUNK - Burnt Sugar (Eastside Rocknrolla Remix)
BURNT SUGAR
(Music by Jaswho, Lyrics by Giovanny Blanco and Sarah Thorp)

I see the razor shine like a valentine that you gave to me.
I here the window call when you hit the hall with your easy key.
I feel an ocean grow, full of undertow. Where you used to be.
I guess that's two of us who are serious about leaving me.

CHORUS
Smoke and cheap thrills. Bars and motels.
Just the bare necessities.
Night games, no strings. Dead angel wings.
You're my perfect enemy. Yes, you are.

You make a slight return and I touch the burn of sweet apathy. (So sweet, sweet!)
You toss a love grenade and the sound it makes pixelates me.
You prepare my alibi as you say goodbye and I feel less crazy.
You walk right out the door and I lose the floor but it doesn't faze me. No, no, no.

CHORUS
Smoke and cheap thrills. Bars and motels.
Dirty down low ain't what it used to be.
Night games, no strings. Dead angel wings.
And you get the best of me. Yes, you do.

Let me tell ya it ain't right. It ain't right. No, no, no, no, no.

Smoke and cheap thrills. Bars and motels.
Aren't what they used to be.
Night games, no strings. Dead angel wings.
You're my perfect enemy. Why you gotta be...

Smoke and cheap thrills. Bars and motels.
And you get the best of me, those bare necessities.
Night games, no strings. Dead angel wings.
You're my perfect enemy.
Track Name: SHU-SHO "El Color De Tu Piedad" (Previously Unreleased)
EL COLOR DE TU PIEDAD
(by J.Williams/G.Blanco)

Debajo el sol de caridad
se desuelven sueños sin soñar
sin cara y sin huesos
Me muero de cien ansiedades
Y soy duende, dueño, dios elefante
Respiro una escusa expectacular y no es la ultima
Por eso te beso y te recuerdo al reciprocar
con el color de tu piedad

Los que dan nunca ganan, mira esa pared
Esa pared que no me deja verte va caer, va caer...
Como llegamos a encontrarnos aqui
Aqui en lo olvidado
En el desierto de un pasado paraiso sin cumplir
No hay que explicar, no hay que suplicar
Solo prometame que nunca me haras una promesa
No me engañes mas con el color de tu piedad

Cuando gritas al cielo solo puedo escuchar
lagrimas como lluvia, balas de agua
(sobre un techo de lata en tu casa de cristal)

Donde sea que estes, estas ahi
la invitada de siempre
(nunca es facil de olvidar, nunca dejes de tratar,
nunca digas nunca mas, nunca mas, nunca mas)
Tendremos una fiesta de despedida
solo tu y yo y tu
(adios, adios, vaya con dios, adios)
En este funeral, en este alegre funeral
El espirito de los recien partidos
bailaran el waltz negrete con los reciente perdidos
y todos volveran en el color de tu piedad

Amame, amame, amame sin miedo, amame
Ni lo tienes que pensar...

Cuando gritas al cielo solo puedo escuchar
lagrimas como lluvia, balas de agua
(sobre un techo de lata en tu casa de cristal)

Solo tu y yo y tu, solo tu y yo y tu

Y si de tu piedad nace rencor de apartaras de mi
yo siempre estare aqui
dentro de ti, aqui,
aqui