Glorious Rock -- Amazing Music

original song written and recorded by mary cigarettes

jimmy page

I didn't mean to be so overly demanding
I didn't mean to be so clinically mundane
The double beating in my heart has stopped responding
I think I mustered up a new kind of pain

CHORUS
Its a blast
Its another year of endless shame

Put the tick into the box and call out bingo
And join the singers in the pointless refrain
My name is on your lips in gobbledegook lingo
There's something niggling at the back of my brain

CHORUS

Another Year of Endless Shame

On July 31st, I was challenged by tygertyger to have three songs completed by August 7th. This is song three.

Notes:
Drum samples are from percussionist Ian Chang. Specifically, the Obtuse Rhythms sample pack.
I played my Ibanez hollowbody guitar through my Marshall Valvestate 2000 and recorded into Reaper with a GLS ES-57 microphone and Behringer UMC202HD interface.
The bass sound I got was from playing my guitar plugged into the interface and using 3 Sigma Audio's Impulsive.
I record my vocals through an Oktava MK-319 Microphone and the same U-Phoria interface I use for my guitar.

Thanks for listening to my song!

Lyrics:
What's real and what get's sold
The story stores fake gold
The oceans rise and fall
The words still guide our thought
I'm open to the change
I'm writing down my dreams
The nations rise and fall
The thoughts still guide our words

(tygertyger)

As once I was, you shall be
As nations fall into the sea
And with the blood
We plant the seed
As we repeat our history

Guide Our Words feat. Tygertyger

Thanks to and inspiration from John Lennon's 1968 BBC interview at the National Theatre and the incredibly nostalgic poem 'I Remember, I Remember' by Thomas Hood.

If You Got Soul

If you got soul
You gotta roll

When I was a boy
It would be easy for me to try
To believe all the words that were written in the books
By the seers and the gods on high
Sky high
There's a lie in the lie
That they want you to buy
It's a lie that you can't ask why
But now I am older
Got that weight off my shoulder
Lift my finger up and point to sky

No soul destroyer's gonna
rock and roll her baby
No state infraction's gonna
Suppress the action now
Insanity attack
Distortion of the fact
Maniacal quack
Dehumanising
An automatic fact
The stick is in the back
Establishments react
Do they see their own writing
On the wall?
Do they see their own writhing
At all?

If you got soul
You gotta roll
And we the people
We gotta get to go

When I was that boy
It would be easier for me to fly
But now I am older
Got that weight off my shoulder
Lift my finger up and point to sky
Sky high
It was a child's sweet ignorance
But oh so little joy
To know I'm further off from heaven
Than when I was a boy

If you got soul
You gotta roll
And we the people
We gotta get to go

The 1969 plays; vocals, backing vocals, 12 string electric guitar, electric guitar, bass, piano, organ, mellotron, drum loop sequencing.

Produced and mixed by The 1969, mastered by The 1969, additional mastering by John Marc Bimonte @ Sharp Guy Productions.

Recorded October 2017

If You Got Soul

A music hall experiment in 3/4 time waltz, drums in the style of Manic Depression by the Jimi Hendrix Experience, another poke at social conventions and my distaste for conformity...

Portrait Of Absinthe Minded Polly

Harriet's sister lives life wantonly
Uninvited attentions are welcomed with glee
But all eyes are on Etta 
For she's tres jolie
Oh they just can't see

They just can't see
Why?

To forget Sir Walpole Ratchett
You sit on your mother's casket
Drowning droplets of green pleasure 
With Earl Grey tea

Wilhelmina declines ooh la la
Attending occasions 
With perfect sang froid
But they all laugh with Etta
For she's fancy free
So what about thee?

They just can't see...
Why?
 
To forget their expectations 
Of class and society
You decline to entertain 
Any notion of propriety

Portrait of absent mine dead Polly
Where did you go?

They just can't see.

The 1969 plays; vocal, vocal harmonies, bass guitar, electric guitar, 12 string electric guitar, piano, electric harpsichord & hammond organ plugins, drum loop sequencing.

Produced and mixed by The 1969, mastered by The 1969, additional mastering by John Marc Bimonte @ Sharp Guy Productions

Recorded September 2018

Portrait Of Absinthe Minded Polly

The cameraman
“The Camera Man” by Three Photons is an indie-blues rock track with strong 60s/70s experimental vibes and gritty, analog production. It blends crunchy rhythm guitars, ambient leads, and emotionally raw lyrics that explore themes of isolation, media distortion, and urban disillusionment.

I imagine a cameraman sees a lot of things he doesn't want to see or believe ;-)
Written by Tim Griffis July 2020
mix 1: July 21, 2020, lead vocal panned left (experimental 60s/70s) 

Technical Details
Recorded at Princeton Studio
Tim's Guitars
Rhythm: Gibson Les Paul Standard
Lead1: Gibson Les Paul Standard
Bass: Fender Squire

Mics: Neumann TLM 67
Drums: arranged by TG
Software: Pro Tools
Vocals: TG

Mixer: API 24 channel summing mixer (8200/7800)
Stereo Bus processing (API EQ and API compressor)
Final mix down to a MARA MCI JH110 1/4inch 2-track at 15 ips using ATR Master Tape. 


Lyrics

Verse 1
It's a camera eye
I look away
or I go blind
it ain't pretty
livin alone in this dirty city

Chorus 1
Just like Elvis
when he hit his prime, I shoot at the TV
I hate lookin in the camera eye
when you're staring at me

Verse 2
Hey girl
it ain't pretty
going on down on this empty life
you sure are witty
I can't stand one more lie....

Chorus 2
Just like Elvis
when he hit his prime, I shoot at the TV
I hate lookin at the camera eye
when you're staring at me

Outro
Just like Elvis
when he hit his prime, I shoot at the TV
I hate lookin at the camera eye
when you're staring at me
Just like Elvis
when he hit his prime, I shoot at the TV
I hate lookin at the camera eye
when you're staring at me

The cameraman

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Guide Our Words feat. Tygertyger

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