Strange Encounter

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“Gathered together for the 1st time, Cousin Silas and Walter's collaborations. These span quite a few years, apart from the 2 versions of Edges, which are exclusive to this release”.
Cover shot by Ian Haygreen, with thanks.

Cousin Silas & Walter Fini - Edge 2

We were the house band at the pier one summer... '70 or '71.  I'm really not quite sure...

Lyrics:

All that summer, in Daytona
Playing in a traveling band
And the Frontman, Terry Evans
Had em in the palm of his hand

They got to buy a ticket if they wanna come and see the show
So give the people what they want.  
Get down on some rock and roll.

From Chicago, to the James gang
Crosby stills and Nash
Chris and Tommy, bill and don
Laying down some funky trash

They got to buy a ticket if they wanna come and see the show
So give the people what they want.  
Get down on some rock and roll.

It doesn't seem so long ago
It doesn't seem so far away
They never had a record deal 
But man you should have heard 'em play

Chris's trumpet sounds like gabriel
Don's growlin' B3 hums
Willys guitar fast as lightening
Thunder from Tommy's drums

They got to buy a ticket if they wanna come and see the show
So give the people what they want.  
Get down on some rock and roll.

The place is packed and people dancing
Owner starts to grin and grins
When it's over, we'll be back tomorrow
To do it all over again

They got to buy a ticket if they wanna come and see the show
So give the people what they want.  
Get down on some rock and roll.

It doesn't seem so long ago
It doesn't seem so far away
They never had a record deal 
But man you should have heard 'em play

It doesn't seem so long ago
It doesn't seem so far away
They never had a record deal 
But man you should have heard 'em play

Daytona

DCR - I'M AFRAID OF AMERICANS - DCOMPOSED

Memories - Alexia Caouette 2023
Alexia all instr.

Memories (House full version)

Avance

Dance - Moods {A,3,[A,0]}

Another low-fi recording from around 2014, although the song itself was written in 2001 as a reaction to the collapse of the World Trade Center. Quite what my lyrics have to do with that terrible day, I'm not too sure now, but I like the track, so here it is. 

Lyrics
Traffic lights are changing daily
Up and down this fine, fine land
But there’s no one crossing over
‘less they’re holding somebody’s hand

Fear and consternation baby
Are gripping this fine, fine land
No one dares to watch the TV  
‘less they’re holding somebody’s hand

I saw you shy, I saw you try to hide
I saw you hesitate, unable to decide …  
To come inside … please come inside

Oh Fat Betty caught the night train
Though it wasn’t even in her plan
They found her dead inside the train wreck
Holding onto somebody’s hand

I saw you shy, I saw you try to hide
I saw you hesitate, unable to decide …  
To come inside … please come inside

Traffic lights are changing daily
Up and down this fine, fine land
But there’s no one crossing over
‘less they’re holding somebody’s hand

Music & lyrics: Michael Sellers
Vocal, instrumentation & musical arrangement: Michael Sellers
Production: Eduardo Fortuny
Cover photo by Miguel Bruna on Unsplash
Cover design: Michael Sellers

Photo by Miguel Bruna on Unsplash

Long Time Coming

Somebody's Hand

Blue Jeans

© 2023 Pantomime Riot

Low vibration sonic fest
Didn’t pass the mushroom test
Shadows bounce around the walls
Panic climbs and darkness falls 
Interplanetary glide 
Silver tube now hide inside
Build a list the smash it down 
Even numbers break the frown

Murky strings sound alive
Drop the speed to seven five 
Frequency can now pulsate and
Has the shape to animate

Counting in reverse from ten
Spin the wheel and start again 
Keeping left around the maze 
Following the lunar blaze 
Silver shards of broken light
Penetrate the edge of night
Let them pass right through the skin
Feel the glory from within

Murky strings sound alive
Drop the speed to seven five 
Frequency can now pulsate and
Has the shape to animate

Concentrate don’t loose the edge
Till they freeze inside the hedge 
Reach inside and flip the hatch 
Turn that twenty second catch 
Run the game back through the air
Wave your banner to declare 
Chosen gems can now be spun 
Sitting neatly all at one

Murky strings sound alive
Drop the speed to seven five 
Frequency can now pulsate and
Has the shape to animate

Strange Encounter

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