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MY FAVORITE HEADACHE
Released: November 14th, 2000
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Highest Billboard Chart Position: 52
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Liner Notes

Geddy Lee - Basses, voices, piano, guitar, programming, percussion, whining
Ben Mink - Electric and acoustic guitars, violins and violas, programming, wheezing
Matt Cameron - Drums

Jeremy Taggart - *Drums on "Home On The Strange"
Jeremy Taggart appears courtesy of Sony Music Entertainment (Canada) Inc.

Additional musicians:
John Friesen - Cellos on "Working at Perfekt"
Ed Wilson - Additional programming
Chris Stringer - Additional percussion
Waylon Wall - Steel guitar on "Window"
Pappy Rosen - Backward vocals on "Slipping"
Duke - Dog

Check out http://www.myfavoriteheadache.com

Recorded during the spring and summer of 2000
Produced by Geddy Lee, Ben Mink and David Leonard
Mixed and engineered by David Leonard
Matt Cameron's drums recorded by Adam Kasper
Additional recording by Dennis Tougas, B. Mink, G. Lee.

Recorded at The Peasant's Tent - East and West, Toronto and Vancouver
Studio X / Seattle, Assistant Engineer - Sam Hofstedt
The Factory Studios - Vancouver, Assistant Engineer - Sheldon Zaharko (he sleeps with a chainsaw) / Runner - Jason Van Ewyk
Reaction Studios - Toronto, Assistant Engineers - Chris Stringer, Tom Heron, Jeff Elliot / Runner - Kirk McNally
Mixed at Metalworks - Mississauga, Ontario, Assistant Engineers - Joel Kazmi, Ian Bodzasi
Mastered by Howie Wienberg, edited by Roger Lian at Masterdisk, NYC.
Hard Disk Recording and Computer Programming Assistance - Daniel Seguin, Ed Wilson
Pre-Production Assistant - Carl Petzelt

For their Technical Contributions:
Saved by Technology, Toronto | Marc Charpentier, Roger Salvesen, Vancouver | Russel Nash, George Leger, Los Angeles
Coll Audio Toronto | Morrie Eaman, Rene Spooner, Vancouver | Russ Ryan, Toronto
Reely Unique Rentals, Vancouver | Joel Singer, Audio Technica USA

Management - Ray Danniels for SRO Management Inc., Toronto
Design - Steve Mykolyn and Fuel Design Inc., Toronto
Photography - Michael Graf, Andrew MacNaughtan

THANKS AND I MEAN THANKS:
To Nancy, Julian and Kyla
For their encouragement, patience and patience!!

To Ben and David for so many hours (you bad boys you)!

Ben would like to thank in no small way - Ingrid, Izzy and Lucie

For their time and positive energy:
Val Azzoli, Ray Danniels, Pegi Cecconi, Liam Birt, Anna LeCoche, Randy Rolfe, Sheila Posner, Shelley Nott, Cynthia Barry, Karen Jones, Warren Seyffert, Jill Berliner

For their generosity of spirit:
Matt and April, Adam and J.J, Amy, Cailey and Parker Bruce Leonard, Greg Keplinger, Jeremt Taggart, Ed Wilson, Jason Sniderman, Robbie Higgins, Daniel R. for "supra", JL, Martin Laba, The good people at Studio X, Ormond Jobim and the equally good people of Reaction Studios, Alex Andronache at Metalworks and of course (my soul brothers) Lerxst and Pratt!

2000 Atlantic Records 2000 Anthem Entertainment


Articles
  • Rush's Front Man Flies Solo - Canadian Musician Magazine, September 2000
  • Geddy Lee Solo 2000 - Bass Frontiers Magazine, November 2000
  • No Rush: Geddy Lee Flexes His Muscles In A Powerful Solo Debut - Bass Player Magazine, January 2001

  • Track Listing (click on any track for the lyrics)

    1. My Favorite Headache (4:44)
    2. The Present Tense (3:25)
    3. Window To The World (3:01)
    4. Working at Perfekt (4:59)
    5. Runaway Train (4:31)
    6. The Angels' Share (4:34)
    7. Moving To Bohemia (4:25)
    8. Home On The Strange (3:47)
    9. Slipping (5:05)
    10. Still (4:29)
    11. Grace To Grace (4:57)



    My Favorite Headache
    One Man Standing On The Plains Of Abraham
    Watching A Damaged Sunrise
    One Man Standing Near The Edge
    Of A Quiet Breakdown

    I Watch The Sea
    It Helps To Anchor Me
    I Watch The Sea
    It Helps To Anchor Me

    Once You Start Hiding
    You Keep On Hiding
    Till Your Paranoia Calms Down
    Once You Start Watching
    You Keep On Watching
    Till You're Tied Up And You're Spellbound

    Just Between The Ice Ages Anyway
    I Want To Talk But I Haven't Got
    Too Much To Say
    I Don't Mean To Be So Nihilistic
    Forgive Me If I Seem To Be Too Realistic

    Once You Start Running
    You Keep On Running
    Till Your Muscles Start To Breakdown
    Once You Start Falling
    You Keep On Falling
    Till You Hit The Cold. Cold Ground

    I Watch T.v.
    What Do You Want From Me
    I Watch T.v.
    What Do You Want From Me

    Just Between The Ice Ages Anyway
    I Want To Talk But I Haven't Got
    Enough To Say
    I Don't Mean To Be So Nihilistic
    Forgive Me If I Seem To Be Too Realistic

    Once You Start Hiding
    You Keep On Hiding
    Till You Feel You're Safe And Sound
    Once You Start Watching
    You Keep On Watching
    Till You're Tied Up And You're Spellbound

    I Watch The Sea
    It Helps To Anchor Me
    I Watch The Sea
    I Saw It On T.V.


    The Present Tense
    Living In The Present Tense
    When You Lose The Past
    And The Future Makes No Sense
    You're Living In The Present Tense

    Crawling Out, Secure And Confident
    Imbued With Innocence
    Ready For The Whirl
    Suddenly The View Was More Intense
    Living In A Different Kind Of World

    You're Living
    Living In The Present Tense
    There's Nothing To Blame
    No Victim Of Consequence
    You're Living In The Present Tense

    Something You Said
    It Made Me
    Step Outside ..the Moment
    Eyes Pan Right And Left
    Around My World

    Open Yourself
    Up To The Possibility
    Aware Of Some Reality
    Outside Your World

    In A Silent Universe
    The Moment Can Be So Real
    You Almost Can't Stand It

    In A Distant Universe
    Distracted From Ourselves
    You Can't Help But Wonder

    In A Crowded Universe
    When The Talking Turns To Noise
    You Almost Start Laughing

    You're Living
    Living In The Present Tense
    When You Lose The Past
    And The Future Makes No Sense
    You're Living In The Present Tense
    Nothing To Blame
    No Victim Of Consequence
    You're Living In The Present Tense


    Window To The World
    I've Gone Flying, Trying To Reach You
    You've Been Hiding, Riding Me To A State Like This

    Give Me That Window To,
    Give Me That Window To,
    Give Me That Window To The World

    We Are Sailing, Flailing Through The Ether
    You've Been Trailing, Failing Me With You're
    View Of Bliss

    Give Me That Window To,
    Give Me That Window To,
    Give Me That Window To The World

    A Little More Than This,
    A Little Less Than That,
    You've Got Magic In Your Hands

    A Little More Like This,
    A Little Less Like That,
    I've Got Magic In My Hands

    You've Conspired, Inspired Me To
    Find A Place Like This

    Give Me That Window To,
    Give Me That Window To,
    Give Me That Window To The World


    Working at Perfekt
    Draw A Line
    Strong And Clear
    Make It Bend To Your Will
    All The Lines
    In A Face
    So Hard To Make Stand Still

    'till The Flaws Disappear
    'till What's Wrong Disappears
    'till All That's Wrong Will
    Disappear

    Working At Perfect
    Got Me Down On My Knees
    Success To Failure
    Just A Matter Of Degrees
    Success To Failure
    Just A Matter Of Degrees

    All The Colours Of The Day
    Have Somehow Disappeared
    All The Colours Of The Universe
    Are Closer Than They Appear

    Are Not As Close As They Appear
    Are Not As Close As They Appear
    Not As Close As They Appear

    Nothing Is Perfect
    Certainly Not Me
    Success To Failure
    Just A Matter Of Degrees
    Working At Perfect
    Got Me Down On My Knees

    But When It's Right
    It's Right As Rain
    And When It's Right
    There Is No Pain
    And When It's Right
    You Start Again

    Working At Perfect
    Got You Down On Your Knees
    Success To Failure
    Just A Matter Of Degrees
    Success To Failure
    Just A Matter Of Degrees


    Runaway Train
    Nothing Blooms
    In A Loveless Room
    You've Got To Want It
    You've Got To Want It

    Who's The Fool
    Where Apathy Rules
    You've Got To Want It
    You've Got To Want It

    If You Don't Want It
    It Remains The Same
    It's A Heart Of Darkness
    That Wants To Play That Game
    If There's No Defiance
    It Remains Insane
    If It's All Compliance
    It's A Runaway Train

    Nothing So Cruel
    Where Malevolence Rules
    You've Got To Want It
    You've Got To Want It

    There Is No Defence
    Against Pointed Arrogance
    You've Got To Want It
    You've Got To Want It

    If You Don't Want It
    It Remains The Same
    It's A Heart Of Darkness
    That Wants To Play That Game
    It Can Be Surprising
    When You Lose The Shame
    And The Sun Starts Rising
    Another Day To Tame

    If You're Heart Is Aching
    Just Remove The Shame
    You've Got To Want It

    Give Your Soul A Shaking
    And Refuse The Blame
    You've Got To Want It

    Who's The Fool
    Where Apathy Rules
    You've Got To Want It
    You've Got To Want It

    If You Don't Want It
    It Remains The Same
    It's A Heart Of Darkness
    That Wants To Play That Game
    If There's No Defiance
    It Remains Insane
    If It's All Compliance
    It's A Runaway Train

    It's A Runaway Train


    The Angels' Share
    The Angels' Share
    The Secrets Of The Universe
    It's Seldom Fair
    Partly Blessing Partly Curse

    All Those Things We Cannot Know
    We Dream , We Hypothesize
    Maybe These Are Secrets Shared By Those
    Watching From The Sky

    If We Are Only Members Of The Human Race
    No Supernatural Beings From A
    Supranatural Place
    If You Can't Solve The Problem
    Come And Tell Me To My Face

    The Angels' Share
    All The Human Mysteries
    There Is No Prayer
    To The Thieves Of Celestial History

    The Myth Of Perfect Reason
    We've Forgotten At Birth
    It's A Kind Of Clandestine Conspiracy
    A Seraphin Joke Of Eternity

    If We Are Only Members Of The Human Race
    No Supernatural Beings From A
    Supranatural Place
    If You Can't Solve The Problem
    Come And Tell Me To My Face

    All Those Things We Cannot Know
    We Dream , We Hypothesize
    Maybe These Are Secrets Shared By Those
    Watching From The Sky

    If We Are Only Members Of The Human Race
    No Supernatural Beings From A
    Supranatural Place
    If You Can't Solve The Problem
    Come And Tell Me To My Face


    Moving To Bohemia
    Where The Air's Not Clean
    Where The Water's Glowing Green
    Where The Dog's Are Mean

    I'm Moving To Bohemia
    Taking You Along
    Say Goodbye To Suburbia
    You Don't Have To Cut The Lawn

    I Had A Dream Of A Different Place
    I Had A Dream That You Had A Different Face
    I Heard A Scream Of A Desperate Kind
    I've Got A Feeling That You're Gonna Love What
    You'll Find

    Where We're On T.V.
    Where The Money Grows On Trees
    Where The Beer Is Free

    Moving To Bohemia
    Taking You Along
    Say Goodbye To Utopia
    We'll Wave Before We're Gone

    I Had A Dream Fo A Different Place
    I Had A Dream That You Had A Different Face
    I Hear The Beat Of An Anxious Heart
    I Feel The Heat...it's Time For Us To Start
    Time For Us To Start

    I'm Moving To Bohemia
    Where The Literature 's Obscene
    Bathing In Euphoria
    Where The Naked Truth Is On The Screen

    I Had A Dream Of A Different Place
    I Had A Dream That You Had A Different Face
    I Heard A Scream Of A Desperate Kind
    I've Got A Feeling That...
    You're Gonna Love What You'll Find

    You're Gonna Love What You'll Find


    Home On The Strange
    He Sleeps With A Chain Saw
    Got Eyes Like An Outlaw
    He Takes A Two Smoke Walk
    He Don't Like To Talk

    And He Don't Like Change
    And He Don't Like Change
    You May Think He's Deranged
    But He'd Rather Be Home,
    Home.. Home On The Strange

    He's A Canadian Icon
    He's Sleeps With His Clothes On
    He Likes To Work With His Hands
    He's An Apolitical Man

    And He Don't Like Change
    And He Don't Like Change
    You May Think He's Deranged
    But He'd Rather Be Home,
    Home.. Home On The Strange

    One In A Lifetime
    One In A World
    One In A Life Time
    One In A World
    One In A Life Time
    One In A World

    He Sleeps With A Chainsaw
    He Sings Fa Fa Fa Fa Fa
    He Likes To Work With His Hands
    He's An Apolitical Man

    And He Don't Like Change
    And He Don't Like Change
    You May Think He's Deranged
    But He'd Rather Be Home,
    Home.. Home On The Strange

    And He Don't Like Change
    And He Don't Like Change
    You May Think He's Deranged
    But He'd Rather Be Home,
    Home.. Home On The Strange


    Slipping
    Meant To Tell You
    Tell You From The Start
    Meant To Show You
    What's Inside This Shallow Heart
    But I Could Not Find The Words
    Worthy Enough To Say

    I Slipped Along The Way
    I Slipped Along The Way

    Tried To Be There
    Be There When You Fall
    Tried To Make You Feel Big
    When Life Makes You Feel Small
    But I Could Not Find The Steps
    Quickly Enough To Take

    I Slipped Along The Way
    I Slipped Along The Way

    Want To Change Things
    Want To Clear The Air
    Fix The Things Around Us
    So Badly In Need Of Repair
    But I Might Not Have The Sense
    Sense Enough To Change

    I Slipped Along The Way


    Still
    Trick Of The Light
    Or Just
    A Loss Of Perspective
    Flaw In The Grand Plan
    Just
    The Way It Is

    Looks Good From A Distance
    But
    The Closer I Come
    It...
    Becomes More Daunting
    But
    These Moments Will Pass

    Still
    Halfway Up The Hill
    My Fingers May Bleed
    But I've Got To Get There
    Still
    Standing On The Hill
    My Spirit's Released
    But I've Got To Get There

    Lost In An Abstract Thought
    Dazed And Distracted
    Winded Yet Still I'm Caught
    With A Fragment Of Doubt
    Slowed By Reflection
    But
    These Moments Will Pass

    Still
    Halfway Up The Hill
    My Fingers May Bleed
    But I've Got To Get There
    Still
    Standing On The Hill
    My Spirit's Released
    But I've Got To Get There

    It's Just Confusion
    An Illusion
    Easily Overdone
    Here Comes Resolution
    Absolution

    It's Not An Illusion
    Not A Fiction
    Easily Overcome
    Here Comes Revolution
    Absolution

    Trick Of The Light
    Or Just
    Too Much Perspective
    Looks Good From A Distance
    But
    The Closer I Come
    It
    Becomes More Daunting
    But
    These Moments Will Pass

    Still


    Grace To Grace
    A Hundred Thousand Years
    A Hundred Thousand Miles Of Track
    A Hundred Thousand Tears
    Hundred Thousand Souls
    You Can't Give Back

    When The Dark Subsides
    An Eternity Goes By
    On The Fault Line
    Between Then And Now

    When The Truth Hides
    An Eternity Goes By
    On The Fault Line
    Between Then And Now

    Grace To Grace
    Immaculate Vision
    Of What Should Have Been

    Face To Face
    Eloquent Stories
    Of What Could Have Been

    A Hundred Thousand Dreams
    A Hundred Thousand Beams Of Light
    A Hundred Thousand Schemes
    Gods In The Heavens Can't Get It Right

    When The Dark Subsides
    An Eternity Goes By
    On The Fault Line
    Between Then And Now

    When The Truth Hides
    Integrity Falls Shy
    On The Fault Line
    Between Then And Now

    Grace To Grace
    Immaculate Vision
    Of What Should Have Been

    Place To Place
    Elegant Story
    Of What Could Have Been

    When The Truth Hides
    Integrity Falls Shy
    On The Fault Line
    Between Then And Now

    When The Truth Hides
    An Eternity Goes By
    On The Fault Line
    Between Then And Now

    Grace To Grace
    Immaculate Vision
    Of What Should Have Been

    Face To Face
    Elegant Story
    Of What Could Have Been

    Grace To Grace
    Immaculate Vision
    Of What Should Have Been

    Grace To Grace