Skeletons in The Closet (Oingo Boingo Album) - Notes

Notes

  • Tracks 1, 3, 4, and 6 are taken from Only a Lad.
  • Tracks 2, 5 and 8-10 are taken from Nothing to Fear.
  • Tracks 7, 11 and 12 are taken from Good for Your Soul.
  • Although the version of "Private Life" contained on this album is labeled as being edited, it is actually the very same version that is contained on all CD and cassette versions of Nothing to Fear, as well as re-issues of the LP. Only the original pressings of the LP contained an extended cut of the song.
  • The album cover done by Los Angeles artist Mark Ryden is notable for the fact that it is the very first professional piece of art done by Ryden.

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Glossary Of Musical Terminology - T
... tasto solo 'single key' used on a continuo part to indicate that the notes should be played without harmony tempo time i.e ... touch on a note slightly longer than usual, but without generally altering the note's value ternary having three parts ... a rapid repetition of the same note, or an alternation between two or more notes (often an octave on the piano) ...
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... broken down, crushed the sounding of the notes of a chord not quite simultaneously, but from bottom to top ... a very fast grace note that is "crushed" against the note that follows and takes up no value in the measure accompagnato accompanied i.e ... tone (see sul ponticello in this list) amabile amiable, pleasant amoroso loving anacrusis a note or notes that precede the first full bar a pickup andamento used to refer to a fugue ...

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