Youth Is Not For Pleasure

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'Youth Is Not For Pleasure' is a previously unreleased album recorded by post-punk/alternative rock band Second Language in 1985. Fifteen songs, co-produced and engineered by Earle Mankey, were recorded between March and June of that year, ten of which are featured on this album (the CD version of the album also includes the remaining five tracks plus an early version of 'Words Into Action'), released for the first time in November of 2018.

Second Language was formed in 1981 by Jessie Jacobson and Jerome Faulkner, soon joined by Chris Hutchinson and Rick Winward. Toni Zeto joined in 1983 in time to record four songs with Earle Mankey. In 1984 Jarrett Lesko and Brian Bielski replaced Hutchinson and Winward in the band. In 1984, the band released a 5-song vinyl EP 'Souvenirs' produced by Ron Fair (and including updated versions of two of the Earle Mankey recordings).

Second Language gigged regularly, including opening concerts for Howard Devoto (ex-Magazine), Love and Rockets, Dream Syndicate, Suburban Lawns, Wire Train and others.

The band continued through 1989 with various personnel changes before splitting up. In 1991 Jacobson, Lesko, Bielski recorded new songs and, with Zeto, played a few gigs together. In 1992, a new lineup of Second Language came together centered around Jacobson, Lesko and Bielski and continued to perform and record again, culminating in 1996 with a full-length CD 'WrongSpeak' before splitting up again in 1997.

'Souvenirs' and 'WrongSpeak' will also be re-released with bonus tracks in 2019.

Future releases will include another two albums worth of unreleased studio tracks recorded between 1985 and 1992.

Bielski, Lesko and Jacobson began playing improvisational music again intermittently in 2013, sometimes joined by Zeto and other ex-members.

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released November 19, 2018

Album produced by Second Language with Earle Mankey between March and June, 1985 at Shock The Mankey Studios, Thousand Oaks, CA.

'Words Into Action' Produced by Tony Berg, Earle Mankey and Second Language at Shock the Mankey Studios (basic tracks) March-June, 1985, and Cherokee Studios (vocals, bridge overdubs), L.A., CA 11/7/85.

Second Language (1985):

Jessie Jacobson: Lead Vocals, Guitars, Lyrics, Keyboard, Bass, Percussion
Toni Zeto: Lead Vocals, Lyrics, Percussion, Keyboard
Jerome Faulkner: Keyboards, Vocals, Clarinet, Flute, Percussion
Jarrett Lesko: Bass, Percussion, Vocals, Guitar
Brian Bielski: Drums, Percussion, Vocal

Cover art and photography by Sonja Brenna.
Band photo by Lance Ross.
Design by Sonja Brenna, Toni Zeto and Jessie Jacobson.

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Second Language was a post-punk / alternative rock band who performed and recorded from 1981-1997 releasing an independent EP "Souvenirs" in 1984 & a CD 'WrongSpeak' in 1995. In late 2018, they will begin releasing a series of CD/download albums covering this period. ... more

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Track Name: Youth Is Not For Pleasure
Youth Is Not For Pleasure…(But To Be Brave)

Youth is not for pleasure…but to be brave
Youth is not for pleasure…but to be brave

This never ending infatuation
this morbid saint
This indoctrinated angel
clips her wings in haste

Like memories divided
by syncopated thirst
Ashes on the water
Books thrown into the fire
Visions far beyond our grasp to threaten and inspire
It’s an illusion
It’s an illusion…it’s an illusion

Youth is not for pleasure…but to be brave
Youth is not for pleasure…but to be brave

Hoisted up to serve my time
flapping in the wind
Trapped between the innocence
and wanting still to win, it’s an illusion

It’s an illusion, grounded in the air
It’s an illusion, interpretative stares
It’s an illusion, three-dimensional recluse
Another captive beast
dreams of getting loose

Wake up! Wake up!
You’ve got to set her free
Wake up! Wake up!
Or they’ll be closing the cage on me

Ohhhhhh
Youth is not for pleasure…but to be brave
Youth!
Youth is not for pleasure…but to be brave
Youth!
Youth is not for pleasure …but to be brave
...but to be brave
Youth is not for pleasure…but to be brave
...but to be brave

Melody and Lyrics: Toni Zeto 5/12/1984
Music: Jerome Faulkner-Jessie Jacobson-Brian Bielski 4/15/83 + 6/4/83
Track Name: This Scorched Earth
This Scorched Earth

Fallow lands, barren fields, shallow graves
Morning light, new day dawns in still birth
Silent seas, voiceless breeze, separate waves
Useless sun, pointless moon, this scorched earth

This scorched earth, this scorched earth
One last shot heard round the world
This scorched earth, this scorched earth
Still no victory flag's unfurled

Siren's songs pierce the night in an endless refrain
No star light, no star bright, the sun is burning cold
And hope only held as strong as the weak link in the chain
of command, grains of sand who do as they are told

This scorched earth, this scorched earth
One last shot heard round the world
This scorched earth, this scorched earth
Still no victory flag's unfurled

As we hold the final line in the name of common sense
Open arms, open hearts, the only defense

This scorched earth, this scorched earth
One last shot heard round the world
This scorched earth, this scorched earth
Still no victory flag's unfurled


© Lyrics & Melody: Jessie Jacobson 9/84
Music: Jessie Jacobson-Brian Bielski-Jerome Faulkner-Jarrett Lesko 7/9/84
Track Name: Garden Of Delight
Garden Of Delight

And in this world, no symmetry, no light
We fight each urge, we beat the demons back
The passions surge, we stretch them on the rack
In this garden of delight

Men of the cloth, for them the patterns weave a design
I envy them but that collar fits too tight
The holy shroud blindfolds each sordid sight
In this garden of delight

All for the love of love
From the hosts above we can't see
But in their name, we carry on as though
The only game in town's the one we know
In this garden of delight

Well, in the dead of night
The death of light's complete
Don't mourn the loss, don't mourn the memory
You'll turn, you'll toss away your sanity
In this garden of delight


© Music: Jessie Jacobson-Jarrett Lesko-Brian Bielski
Lyrics & Melody: Jessie Jacobson 6/84
Track Name: Words Into Action
Words Into Action

words won't make you feel what you should feel
what you once felt
words won't reveal what is real
they'll just mislead you from the start
they will seal and constrict
charismatic tongues
as they conceal
they contradict the language of the heart

and so one word leads to the next
as conversation slips into text
let's put - let's put words - words into action
words into action

words turn into shouts
triggered by doubts
fall on deaf ears
words sprayed all about
ooze from the spout
but no one hears

so automatic, reeled off by rote
snag on your conscience, catch in your throat
let's put - let's put words - words into action
words into action

I would give anything to make you understand
no need to read my lips
feel the warmth of my hand

words mean nothing at all
they bounce off the wall and fade away
but feelings that beckon and call
no matter how small
can still save the day

somehow the silence says so much more
and in the stillness, love settles the score
let's put - let's put words - words into action
words into action


©Jessie Jacobson
2/5/85 (music) + 2/18/85 (melody/lyric)
Track Name: No God In Heaven Tonight
No God In Heaven Tonight

there is no rest
no respite
for the weary
in search of his holy light
there is no god
in heaven tonight

last gift of flowers
colors bright
for the living
deprived of his holy sight
there is no god
in heaven tonight

through bloodshot eyes
all the world seems a wonder
two shaky hands
grip the wheel
wheel of fortune
and it all seems like a dream to me now
through a glass darkly

on your conscience
on your breath
the smell of liquor
the lingering stench of death
there is no god
in heaven tonight

he loves his fools
and he loves his drunkards
he loves his drunkards
and he loves his fools
but he loves his drunken fools
most of all
loves them through a glass darkly


© Jessie Jacobson 5/16/84
Track Name: Visions Of An Aging Race
Visions Of An Aging Race

Visions of an aging race, starlight reaches your face
In a venture to overcome
Driven though deaf and numb
In a blackened vacuum lie
With vengeance and disguise
Blood as poison as wine, under sacrificial skies

Under sacrificial skies
Visions of an aging race

Instructed to carve a path
Through destruction oh and wrath
Mankind without wisdom is like a weapon to the blind
The struggling of humanity, always seeking to find

Under sacrificial skies
Visions of an aging race

While the children dance and play
All of their toys will be taken away
To be punished not for their innocence
But for their greed and doubt
For negating what life’s all about
Under sacrificial skies

Oh… no, oh… no


© Lyrics and Melody: Toni Zeto 12/18/84
Music: Jessie Jacobson-Jerome Faulkner-Toni Zeto-Jarrett Lesko-Brian Bielski 12/17/84
Track Name: Excavation
Excavation

You’re like an excavation buried deep
You’re like an excavation
You hang on to all that’s past you
It haunts you in your sleep
You hang on to all that’s past you
It haunts you in your sleep
Bound with tradition
Bound with fear, bound to follow
So far yet so near
Excavation

You’re like an excavation buried deep
You’re like an excavation
You hang on to all that’s past you
It haunts you in your sleep
You hang on to all that’s past you
It haunts you in your sleep
Bound with tradition
Bound with fear, bound to follow
So far yet so near
Bound with tradition
Excavation
Bound with tears, bound to follow
So far yet so near
Bound to follow
Bound to follow, bound to follow


© Melody and Lyrics: Toni Zeto
Music: Jarrett Lesko-Brian Bielski-Jessie Jacobson 11/5/84
Track Name: Caution To The Wind
Caution To The Wind

She struts where angels fear to tread
Pied piper to the waking nightmares
The dancing dead

Wake up and cast
Caution to the wind

Don’t look into her eyes
One glance turns strong men into stone
And she poisons everything she touches
Her kiss will chill you to the bone

Wake up and cast
Caution to the wind

In the eye of the hurricane
This is the calm before the calm

She knows she has to keep her distance
She knows she’s got no soul to save
She knows the path of least resistance
Leads right to her grave

Wake up and cast
Caution to the wind


© Jessie Jacobson • 9/7/80 + 12/83 (lyrics) & 10/83 (music)
Track Name: The Edge
The Edge

you were here it was gone
you disappear it lingers on
in soft focus, delicate obscured
this hocus pocus is patently absurd

still it’s there and it’s mine
and so I dance a fine line
court it gently, treat it as a friend
though it might just kill me in the end

it’s the edge it’s the edge
like the edge of the knife
it’s the edge it’s the edge
and it slices through my life

it provides company
it resides inside me
gently slicing my sinews apart
cutting slowly into my heart

and the strength I once felt
cut loose by the blow you dealt
still I go on balanced on the ledge
drawn and quartered, a captive of the edge

it’s the edge it’s the edge
like the edge of the knife
it’s the edge it’s the edge
and it slices through my life


© Jessie Jacobson • 6/5/80
Track Name: Long Goodbye
The Long Goodbye

In the endless summer of discontent
The tip of the iceberg on the darkest continent
Splintering puppets hiss through wooden grins
Toothless to bite the hand that force-feeds
gets under their skins

This is the long goodbye

The deeper they go, the darker it gets
'Til blood stains the whitewash, liquidates idol threats
The country club's burning, body politic sweats
South Africa’s up in flames
out of time, far too late for regrets.

This is the long goodbye


© Music: Jerome Faulkner 5/83
Lyrics, Melody: Jesse Jacobson 5-7/83, 3/85

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