a nice little rock ditty about crass commercialism masquerading as an anti-drug anthem. Don't get me wrong. I am not for drugs. But i am moreso against crass commercialism; especially when it leads young impressionable minds into buying crap and thinking it's really music, just because Television and the radio says it is. Listen to real music and hear the difference. Be a mind. Vote with your wallet!
Added: March 30, 2007 Runtime: 05:21 Plays: 74 Comments: 0
a nice little rock ditty about crass commercialism masquerading as an anti-drug anthem. Don't get me wrong. I am not for drugs. But i am moreso against crass commercialism; especially when it leads young impressionable minds into buying crap and thinking it's really music, just because Television and the radio says it is. Listen to real music and hear the difference. Be a mind. Vote with your wallet!
This is a mystery story of sorts. This started out as 3 songs. I hated how they were coming out. I tore them up in frustration. I threw them on the kitchen table and went to bed. In the morning i n noticed that they had torn in straight lines and some of the lyrics from one were mixed with the lyrics from another. I tied the middle section into the story line and this was scotched taped into the song it is today. Later on in life I read that David Bowie writes this way a lot. What a shocker. Fah fah fah fah fashion. Anyway. Here it is in it's studio studious glory. Perhaps only i will ever know what it is really about except for the obvious parts. For the rest of you: You're on your own!
So I was on the boardwalk in Seaside Heights NJ one summer and I met this girl who worked in one of the game booths. She was really cute and funny and so i asked her out after work. We went for a couple of drinks. One thing led to another and she took me home to her place. I got the tour of the apartment, and couldn't help but notice the wall in her bedroom was covered with stuffed bears on shelves. We talked for awhile and well...the next thing I knew we were making love.
When it was all over I asked the usual Manly question: "How was that!?"
Her response : "Take anything from the third shelf down". What does this have to do with this song? Nothing. This was done in three single takes, no edits. We would have done it all at once if we had a band at the time, but we were in the midst of writing it. TAKE 1: drums and bass, Vic & me. TAKE 1: guitar, me. TAKE 1: lead guitar, me. no dubs no stops no kidding.
This one will either amaze you or make you scratch your head. It is the follow up to an improvisational piece from 1998 called "47 Llamas left t right. This sound like lots of instruments, but it is actually only ONE GUITAR. That's IT!. I processed the sounds but all f the music heard was done in ONE TAKE, ONE TIME, ONE GUITAR! Why does the 48th Llama have to Pass you might ask? So might I!
two songs recorded in a bi-coastal way. the keyboards and the ambient chord and percussion were recorded in 2005 with Vic in Jackson NJ. These components sat in a drawer until a few months ago when I decided to finish them, here in Spokane WA, The lead guitar was improvised for both pieces and the cello was learned and performed to match the improvised guitar part. all parts were then remixed and edited by computer, giving us the strange ambiance that exists when you time & distance travel. pretty strong words from a blind guy huh?
recorded in Florida and re mixed and E.Q.'d from the master track right here in Spokane Valley Washington. Original concept was written in the 80's and Re-recorded in the 90's and mixed finally in 2006, I play everything except the first drum program.
Tom Waits tune. Feels like a walkabout crossed with a suicide note. That's how i take it anyhow. I love it and have for a long time so I decided to do it for you. What do you think the hidden meaning is? and Is there one? or is it just a nice sailing song?
the great song by Knky Freedman rocked up a bit but still full of the serious angst of life and humor he always writes with. You have felt this way. Maybe right now.