This is where music could go - no repetition, stanzas as new movements- and words like epistemological enter the universal canon

this part, and these angelic back up singers.  so neat :)

Great work, and hectic 😁 ... I wonder if you know Gentle Giant ... 🤔

theatrical brilliance! deep harmonic and rhythmic shifts and audio miracles are wonderfully embedded all over this track. what. the. heck. wowow

“The Trial of Mary Wick”

Gathered here our coven,
I raise the matter grave:
Among us there are cowans
Who don’t believe the same

They praise the Demon Goddess
Or so their words proclaim
But behind their utterance
They don’t believe the same

They stare at computers
They use feigned names
They text other users
Who don’t believe the same

They must be exposed
And to the public shamed
We must punish those
Who don’t believe the same

Mary Wick, Mary Wick
The computers lie
Mary Wick, Mary Wick
Believe the same or die
(Agh! She’s not a witch!)

Before us: Mary Wick
The Wick of recent fame
Her texting makes me sick
As one who does believe the same

My very daughter saw her
Perusing cowan teachings
She then informed my daughter
Which really hurt her feelings

My son who is no liar
He watched her post a meme
He read it was a cipher
That mocked us as extreme


All her tears and please
Let them fall in vain
But keep her on her knees
With those who don’t believe the same

Mary Wick, Mary Wick
The computers lie
Mary Wick, Mary Wick
Believe the same or die
(Agh! She’s not a witch!)

Oh she’s a deplorable cowan—tut-tut-tut
Oh she’s an ideological slut
Oh she’s a technological nut-nut-nut
Oh she’s an epistemological mutt

Oh she’s in league with radicals—tut-tut-tut
Oh she’s a demagogical flirt
Oh she’s a computer-texting nut-nut-nut
Oh wish someone’d make her hurt

Humbly I ask, listen please
Humbly I ask, not for me
I see them now, hateful eyes
Though innocent, I’m to die
Resigned am I, to my fate
Yet after me, others wait
I speak for them, their welfare
I beg you please, please beware

An evil spirit, I know not what
Threatens our bonds to cut
With wiles and subtleties
To spread this suspicious disease
The conscience shrinks in fright
Though conscious, black as night
The future I pray brings peace
But here, I die as one fully free

Oh her words are dangerous, shut her up
Oh what cloying trite muck
Oh the things she says, burn us up
Oh someone quick and gag her talk

Hang her up, hang her up, hang her high to die

Oh curse her prideful kneeling, pull her up
Oh drag her onto the gallows deck
Oh we’ve spoken last, hang her up
Oh pull the noose tight around her neck

Hang her up, hang her up, hang her high to die

Mary Wick, Mary Wick
Hanged dead for no crime
Mary Wick, Mary Wick
Hanged dead as a sign (/for all time)

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Music by Corey Ball
Lyrics by August Lysy

Mastered by Spencer Martin

The Trial of Mary Wick

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A songwriting duo who, after many attempts, has been unable to formulate a bio of just the right amount of sincerity and irony so as to succinctly capture the essence of their musical sensibilities.

See tracks below from our previously released albums:
Songs From Inside a Whale (2022)
Party of Life (2020)
Interesting Times (2019)
Elementary Ego (2018)

**Songs From Inside a Whale | Party of Life --> available on streaming services**

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