Anachronic

Most small towns have something they're known for;  it might be a building or a statue, or some famous person who lived there.  When I was a Baptist pastor forty years ago in the little town of St Francis, Kansas, it was the "Walkin' Boys.  Not exactly "boys", they were three middle-aged brothers who were probably autistic and lived at the local nursing home called "The Village".  Their parents made provision for them to live there after they passed away so they would be well taken care of.  What made them so memorable was they would venture out every day from the Village regardless of the weather and walk the length of the town, checking their post office box, stopping in at the jewelry store to have their watches set, then proceed out to the cemetery to pay their respects to their parents, then return to the Village.  They would make this three mile trip three times a day if the weather wasn't too extreme, and you could almost set your watch by when they would pass by.  I felt they needed a song, and it is one that's still remembered by those who knew them. I understand the last of the Walkin' Boys passed away just a few years ago having lived to a ripe old age of course--they walked every day:)  The song also features my singing; something that got lost along the way some years ago. You'll also hear a little tape hiss; it was mastered from a forty-year-old cassette:)
Lyrics:
It's another sunshiny morning in our little town,
The air is crisp and clear, a little snow left on the ground,
Then I look up Benton Street and guess who's coming down,
It's those Walkin' Boys, those Walkin' Boys are coming around.

Well they call the Village home but don't spend much time there,
They spend their time a walkin' 
And what folks think they don't much care,
And the season doesn't matter they still take the dare,
To tread in summer's heat or old man winter's frigid air.
Chorus:
Walkin' Boys where you goin'
Walkin' Boys who do you know,
Walkin' Boys seldom have a word to say. 
All dressed up in dungarees,
Smoking their pipes as proud as you please,
Walkin' Boys where you going today?

They start out from the Village for their daily chore,
They check their mail box then walk to Stewart's jewelry store, 
And with their watches set they go on out the door
Headed for the graveyard then return to go once more.

Boys you may not know me but I think you're grand.
I used to think you strange, but now I better understand,
That you are the way you are because of God's own hand,
You're special to our town and unique in all the land.
Chorus 2:
Walkin' Boys where you goin'
Walkin' Boys who do you know,
Walkin' Boys seldom have a word to say.
Lookin' at the graves but they aren't sad,
Just paying respects to their mom and dad,
Walkin' Boys where you goin' today?

Walkin' Boys (from Scenes of St. Francis)

Parts 1, 2 and 3 mixed into one. Next time no more small parts or snippets when it's supposed to be a longer track.

La Deluge

Continuing with my revival project.
This is a new recording of a very old song of mine written back in my university days.   I studied engineering but I never practiced and eventually became a supply chain guy in the I.T. industry.   I hesitated in sharing this one because when I listen to it now so many years later, it really doesn't mean much. It was all aroused by the inferior complex of being in a second stream college.

Just hope you would still like the song.  Thanks so much for stopping by.

[CREDITS]
Music / Lyrics / Vocals / Keyboards / Programming – Michael C. Lynn

[LYRICS]
There was once an erratic city					
	Inside was a few dominant factories				
With the principles of jigs & fixtures					
	Making components to build up the picture				
					
There's a product A and there's a product B					
	In fact there is not much difference in quality				
Brand A produced a smaller quantity					
	By logic it’s of a higher degree				
					
"Brand A is much more expensive					
	(but) their reputation sure fits me well"				
That's what the customers said					
	Never mind the technical detail…………				
					
Oh well, here they go				
	Inject materials and do the show			
Choose the speed, apply the feed,				
	Leave to the machines to complete			
				
Which way does the wind blow				
	Don't ever ask us, we don't know			
Fourier Series, Surface Integral,				
	Daily routines, off we go………….			
				
Here we are, back in the mixture				
	of lousy jigs & inaccurate fixtures			
As long as we can build up the picture				
	Who will care about the surface texture ?			

© Myst Songs 2024

Jigs & Fixtures

'poetry cocaine'

Harmful: poetry cocaine, one eyed wailin'
Scotty: lyrics, vocals, guitar, bass, melodica, djembe, cuica, clavas, maracas

'Boy, y'know she's been creepin' in the night.
While you're fast asleep, man, that shit ain't right.' 

'Whatchu tryin' to tell me, brother?
Has she gone astray?
If you put it on your mother, 
I swear, I'll make that bitch pay. Yeaaah.' 

'Well, I just heard it from my cousin,
who lives next to Handsome Shane,
that she's been givin' him (Shane) some lovin'
for poetry cocaine.' 

-
But then again my dear I hear you like to read books on psych dreams
You said you read them in your bed to clear your head 
Why not try this instead a kiss then bed
A bliss not said but felt 
Like ice won’t melt
Remember this baby, for now and evermore 
I’m a fucking tortoise hear me
- 

'So, please, can you tell me, brother,
where is it that I find Shane?
'Cause I'll be goin' undercover
to blow out his fuckin' brains.' 

'Well, that's the funny thing, my brother.
For he felt the same.
So let me point my pistol at'cha
and pull the trigger. KaBANG!'

poetry cocaine (with Harmful if Followed)

UnBoxed March 2024
Original song, vocal performances, sounds and recording by the exquisite @laura-hell-90215648
Reimagined and embellished by Out of the Box

[ d o w n l o a d a b l e ]

OUT OF THE BOX / LAURA HELL - I Don’t Care Why FKN MIX

Heaven Can Wait

I posted "In The Magical Realm of the Electronix " on Soundcloud  
You know how it goes, many people listen to your music,
 and Saskia Goethals felt the need to sing to this song!
---------Thank you Saskia Goethals for your Voice.--------------------------

Lyrics
E e eeee aa aaaa oe oe wah
Once upon a time in a distant land called Synthiopia, where people lived in harmony, people lived in harmony
one day something extraordinary happened. A musician The Master of Electronix mamama master of Elec tronix
He made a synth He made a synth so extraordinary
He made a synth He made a synth so extraordinary
When he touched the heart of the people
In Synthiopia
Come on come on come on we make music with electronix
He made a melody he made a harmony,
Of unknown beauty
Once upon a time in a distant land called Synthiopia, where people lived in harmony, people lived in harmony
one day something extraordinary happened. It was a musician; The Master of Electronix mamama master of Elec tronix
He made a synth He made a synth so extraordinary
When he touched the heart of the people, everything changed
He made a melody he made a harmony, a rythme in synthiopia
Of unknown beauty

In The Magical Realm Of The Electronix feat. Saskia Goethals(remix)

Mtlsir https://soundcloud.com/user-434699157 and me are Glitchy dot Phong

Glitchy Dot Phong - Digitaly Organical Mutation

Wyoming

Planet Earth

I´m mainly using Hardware Equipment 
(The Electronix) for my Music.

The Electronix are:
Synthesizer + Keyboard + Sampler:
Quasimidi The Raven Max 3x
Quasimidi Sirius
Korg Modwave
Korg Wavestate
Korg Opsix
Korg Poly 800
Roland D-20
Roland D-110
Roland JX-305
Yamaha SY-35
Yamaha CS 1X
Yamaha SU10
Yamaha Tenori One
Behringer Model D
Behringer Pro 1
Behringer Wasp Deluxe
Casio MZ-X 500
Casio XW-P1
Aturia : Keystep Pro 
(Master Keyboard for Behringer Synth.)

Recording & Mixing:
Tascam Model 24
Behringer RX 1202 FX
Behringer Eurorack MX 2004 A
Zoom HD16
Behringer Virtualizer Effects

Mastering:
Steinberg Wavelab

In The Magical Realm Of The Electronix feat. Saskia Goethals(remix)

JANO and the Electronix