Factory Showroom - Song Notes

Song Notes

  • "I Can Hear You" was recorded at the Edison Laboratory on a wax cylinder phonograph without the use of electricity.
  • "New York City" is a cover of a song by the band Cub.
  • "James K. Polk" is a song about James Knox Polk, the 11th President of the United States. A sparser, drum machine driven version had previously popped up on the Istanbul (Not Constantinople) EP (1990). It features singing saw by Julian Koster.
  • The hidden track (Track 0) on the CD entitled "Token Back to Brooklyn" is accessible by rewinding from the beginning of Track 1 ("S-E-X-X-Y"), and is not playable on all CD players. It can, however, also be heard on the rarities compilation They Got Lost along with the Internet-only album Long Tall Weekend.
  • Much to the disdain of the Johns, a cassette version of the album that claimed to be a "promotional item" from Elektra was leaked by an unknown source. Along with every song from the standard release (including "Token Back To Brooklyn"), this version also included versions of "On The Drag" and "Older" that have not reappeared on an official release, as well as "SenSurround" (the single version), "Counterfeit Faker", "Certain People I Could Name", "Unforgotten", "Reprehensible", "They Got Lost", and "Rat Patrol". All of these tracks were rejects from the Factory Showroom sessions, and were either released on the S-E-X-X-Y EP or the 2002 compilation They Got Lost.

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