a wild and heavy journey, hanging out with circus folks sounds like a blast, totally rocking collaboration guys!

Liking this crazy song a lot, reminds us a little of Gong/Here and Now/Hawkwind/Poison Girls/Zappa/Alex Harvey. Fabulous! :)

released April 1, 2018

Recorded at:
Landing Pad Studios (Denver, CO)
Sound Construction Studios (Goshen, CT)

Dale Cooper (drums)
DD Danahy (synth, keys, lead guitar)
Stoney Catcherye (vocals,lyrics, guitar)
Phillip Jeffries (bass)

"Diane, Phillip Jeffries here, phoning in from an undisclosed location with that info for you. Let’s just say I’m somewhere off the TVC15, and leave it at that.

So when I first met D3, I had no idea he was even a musician. I was in Downtown Denver, shopping in a bookstore of all things. My current reality was in a touring rock band, and had been wandering cities on our tour to try and find a copy of a Simone de Beauvoir book, and for about six months and most of America I seemed to be having absolutely no luck. So I walked immediately to the desk of this particular store that day, which is where D3 was working. He had a stack of books on either side of him and was holding a phone with a shoulder and had glasses he seemed to be searching for pushed into his blonde spiky hair. From the back and the way he was dressed in his orange dress shirt, black dungarees and crooked checkerboard tie, I thought it was 1983 for a moment, and I had to check my phone to make sure I hadn’t, in fact, traveled back in time to 1983 or was maybe having one of those flashbacks Stoney warned me about.

Anyway, I went up to this Sting looking fellow and asked him if he had a copy of the Mandarins when he got off the phone. After a few moments of fast typing, he said “computer says I have one upstairs, I’ll take you there” and I told him I could go myself, but he informed me that he was going anyway, gesturing to the stacks of books on the desk. He did find my book, and we spoke briefly about how we each were musicians and had a gig that night.

After my show at an undisclosed venue that may or may not be named after a popular soft drink or perhaps a bank, I decided to cool my jets at a local bar with my book, as is my custom. Who should I see at the piano in the bar but D3, playing a variety of 80’s television theme songs as romantic piano pieces much to the dismay of the tiny audience. We struck up a conversation, went back to his apartment after his performance, and it turned out after about half a bottle of Colorado whiskey, that he played guitar also, as that was the night we first jammed the basic chords to this song. This was also the night I first got his email address. (He still refuses to carry a phone and that is why he now leaves his messages for you via singing telegram)

When the two of us finally presented our idea to Stoney years later in Keep the Fear, it was just after an intense period he spent alone in which he wrote a tremendous amount of lyrics that he now had a backlog of, and one that was PERFECT for these chords. We worked out the song in a matter of hours, and that’s when I broke out the ‘ol Colorado whiskey again, and Stoney and I got him to do that little guitar solo once he had a few shots in him.

Coop's been busy working his day job but has been keeping up by showing up with rehearsed drum parts. Coop's a workaholic. Tell him I have his recorder, but I keep forgetting the tapes at D3's place.

Hope you’re not lonely out there Diane, but I’m out. I think demons are chasing me, and I gotta go.
~PJ"

The Lost D3 Tapes

Diane, Phillip Jeffries here, phoning in from an undisclosed location with that info for you. Let’s just say I’m somewhere off the TVC15, and leave it at that.

So when I first met D3, I had no idea he was even a musician. I was in Downtown Denver, shopping in a bookstore of all things. My current reality was in a touring rock band, and had been wandering cities on our tour to try and find a copy of a Simone de Beauvoir book, and for about six months and most of America I seemed to be having absolutely no luck. So I walked immediately to the desk of this particular store that day, which is where D3 was working. He had a stack of books on either side of him and was holding a phone with a shoulder and had glasses he seemed to be searching for pushed into his blonde spiky hair. From the back and the way he was dressed in his orange dress shirt, black dungarees and crooked checkerboard tie, I thought it was 1983 for a moment, and I had to check my phone to make sure I hadn’t, in fact, traveled back in time to 1983 or was maybe having one of those flashbacks Stoney warned me about.

Anyway, I went up to this Sting looking fellow and asked him if he had a copy of the Mandarins when he got off the phone. After a few moments of fast typing, he said “computer says I have one upstairs, I’ll take you there” and I told him I could go myself, but he informed me that he was going anyway, gesturing to the stacks of books on the desk. He did find my book, and we spoke briefly about how we each were musicians and had a gig that night.

After my show at an undisclosed venue that may or may not be named after a popular soft drink or perhaps a bank, I decided to cool my jets at a local bar with my book, as is my custom. Who should I see at the piano in the bar but D3, playing a variety of 80’s television theme songs as romantic piano pieces much to the dismay of the tiny audience. We struck up a conversation, went back to his apartment after his performance, and it turned out after about half a bottle of Colorado whiskey, that he played guitar also, as that was the night we first jammed the basic chords to this song. This was also the night I first got his email address. (He still refuses to carry a phone and that is why he now leaves his messages for you via singing telegram)

When the two of us finally presented our idea to Stoney years later in Keep the Fear, it was just after an intense period he spent alone in which he wrote a tremendous amount of lyrics that he now had a backlog of, and one that was PERFECT for these chords. We worked out the song in a matter of hours, and that’s when I broke out the ‘ol Colorado whiskey again, and Stoney and I got him to do that little guitar solo once he had a few shots in him.

Coop's been busy working his day job but has been keeping up by showing up with rehearsed drum parts. Coop's a workaholic. Tell him I have his recorder, but I keep forgetting the tapes at D3's place. 

Hope you’re not lonely out there Diane, but I’m out. I think demons are chasing me, and I gotta go.
PJ







written by Keep The Fear:
Cooper (drums)
Darren D. Danahy (piano, strings, guitar solo)
Phillip Jeffries (bass)
Stone Catcherye (guitar, vocals, lyrics)

J'ai Une Âme Solitaire

welcome to my world
please enjoy your stay

well, I have a lonely soul
I'm sad
I have had enough

I have a lonely soul
I lost my hope years ago
I have a faulty skull
they broke in and they stole the show

I have a lonely soul
I lost my hope years ago

welcome to my world
please enjoy your stay

well I have a broken soul,
I'm dull

J'ai Une Âme Solitaire

“Hi Diane, Phillip Jeffries checking in. I have to say things got a little strange last night. The band took a little break from the studio to get a bite at a local diner here, and as usual, I brought a fresh batch of my “special” mushrooms which I always add to my meals to help with creativity. I often will put a couple on my hamburger just to spark ideas, so I have quite the tolerance… USUALLY. These were a little different. So strong, in fact, that I forgot I had taken some BEFORE we went to the diner, and put more on my plate soon as the meal arrived, then got lost in the diner and sat down in Coop’s seat somehow. 

What happened after that is kind of fuzzy, though I do remember Coop getting up on the counter talking about space dragons at some point, I think. And some of the most incredible drumming I’ve ever seen him do. 

Now we have this new song, and I have all these text messages from DDD and SXC saying how I should prepare Cooper’s meals from now on. 

I better sign off, Diane. I need to sleep for about three days straight. Good thing I'm not the singer in this band. 

PJ”

written by Keep The Fear:
Cooper (drums)
Darren D. Danahy (piano, monosynth, samples)
Phillip Jeffries (bass)
Stone Catcherye (guitar, vocals, lyrics)

Guaranteed To Cause Some Sleepless Nights

did you wanna believe me
did you wanna believe
did you wanna concede me
did you wanna concede

grab your pillow, scream, Oh No!
& cope

did you care that you broke me
did you care to believe
did you spare all the broke things
(are) you allowed to agree
did you wish on the wastings

did you wish on the wastings

scream, Oh No!

there's no medicine now
that could guarantee
there's no medicine out
that could get me 

to cope

did you dance just to rope me
did you wanna to repeat
dish hands and rope swings
fast on your feet
are  you intent on living
are you afraid of machines

are you inclined just to love this
do you wanna love me
I see divine, you see luckless
(it's) all the same to me

grab your pillow

did you wanna believe me
did you wanna believe
did you wanna concede me
did you wanna concede

did you wish on the wastings

grab your pillow, scream, Oh No!
& cope

grab your pillow, scream, Oh Hell No!

oh hell no, I won't let you get the best of me

Guaranteed To Cause Some Sleepless Nights

"Diane, a somewhat slightly charred Phillip Jeffries here.
The four of us have been holed up in a cabin studio of undisclosed location for a while, and Autumn is upon us. Let's just say that I'm a city boy and not used to using a fireplace for heat. And it's a good thing I'm currently keeping my hair short. 
Anyway, my little "accident" had Coop laughing pretty hard, then he started up this badass beat, and we all fell in line. It started with D3 and I, First I started jamming a fuzz bass line that he doubled with a mono synth - and next thing you know, Stoney has a whole song written.  He goaded D3 to do some backing vocals, and  He compromised by heavily effecting his voice. Stoney thinks he sounds like like the Devil. 
I'm off for some burn cream now, I will report back when we get more recorded. And I really should stop smoking. 
~PJ"

written by Keep The Fear:
Cooper (drums, fire retardant pajamas)
Darren D. Danahy (electric piano, lead guitar, monosynth, vocoder, fire)
Phillip Jeffries (bass, cigarette lighter)
Stone Catcherye (guitar, vocals, lyrics, longbottom leaf)

***FIRE IS THE DEVIL***

"crescendo, an endo, you're not like me my friend-o
a message to send, oh, I've written more than you know
it's special, to just know, I have somewhere to go though
a failure, like Pluto, I just want my flame to be known

descent for a mountain
descent for a sea

oh, the land I waste,
when I am on fire
oh, the lambs waste,
when I am on fire

pretend, oh, you're neutral, laugh because you know my kind-o
it's simple, it's crucial, I need more time than most do
I cancel, I'm frugal, I drink more beer than wine-os

descent for a mountain
descent for a sea
the scent of destruction 
is killing me

oh, the land I waste,
when I am on fire
oh, the lambs waste,
when I am on fire

descend low, go below, you have a friend who's helpful
I'm smoke-ful, then thoughtful, I'll have you over often
unsocial, I go through, more inside this thick old skull
I know though, I'm with you, you have a friend to help you

descent for a mountain
descent for the sea
decent for me

oh, the land I waste,
when I am on fire
oh, the lambs waste,
when I am on fire"

©2017 Keep the Fear

Fire Is The Devil (Hiding Like a Coward In The Smoke)

"Diane, 
I have become convinced in recent months that I am being chased by demons of some sort.

In order to help protect myself, I trained an individual to use all of my mannerisms and dominant personality traits whom now dresses as I do to "bait" the thing away from me so I can escape.

I thought it was a good idea that he and I spend a good deal of time together so that he could best imitate me, however he has begun to even LOOK like me, and now, I'm not sure if I am myself or if I am him, who's memories I even have, or who's really coming up with these bass lines.

I'm even starting to see pop stars and actors that look just like Phillip Jeffries clones. 
~PJ"

written by Keep The Fear:
Cooper (drums)
Darren D. Danahy (ebow, acoustic, lead guitar)
Phillip Jeffries (bass)
Stone Catcherye (guitar, vocals, lyrics)

***When You See Me Again (it won't be me)***

why don't they have a cure for this
I don't want to be here
faulty wiring to blame for it
I didn't wire it, dear

why don't they have a lure to catch
I'm not fishing for fear
I'd hope the rest of us know this
I hope they're finding cheer

when you see me again, it won't be me
looking to uninstall code that's faulty

why don't they have a pill for this
I don't want to be there
tried, tread, treason and track-mates
I don't want to be there

high hopes, they have a dream for this
tell them to step in my shoes
why don't they have a class for this
I would never skip school

when you see me again, it won't be me

©2017 Keep the Fear

When You See Me Again (It Won't Be Me)

" Diane, 
kindly disregard my previous recorded message. I have been under a lot of stress, and after spending a few nights filling in at the circus in town (the strong man has a hernia) I feel renewed, sane, and ready to get back to recording the new album. 

I came back from my circus experience to learn that I'm not the only member of the band with a history of fairground attraction, in fact, we're a regular band of freaks to be honest. 

I'll let our newest song do most of the talking this time. 
~PJ"

written by Keep The Fear:
Cooper (drums, lion tamer)
Darren D. Danahy (electric piano, lead guitar, highwire artist)
Phillip Jeffries (bass, strongman)
Stone Catcherye (guitar, vocals, lyrics, bearded lady)

***Grow Wings & Join The Circus***

I can't take much more of your three ringed world
I wish I could grow wings and fly
I can't balance upon your shoulders now
I don't want to ride bikes in skies

I don't even want to pay that price

If you're asking what I'd be
or what I would do
I would join the circus now
and I'd grow wings too

If you're asking what I'd be
or what I would do
I would join the circus now
and I'd grow wings too
I would grow these wings to spite 
and fly away from you

I can't take much more of your three ringed world
you can find me out back with clowns

I can't walk this wire with my hands full
spin the wheel and throw your knives at me

If you're asking what I'd be
or what I would do
I would join the circus now
and I'd grow wings too
I would grow these wings to spite 
and fly away from you

well I am the high acts
I am the high acts

(I am the high acts, I'm only for fun)

©2017 Keep the Fear

Grow Wings & Join The Circus

"Diane, this is Stone Catcherye, I'm with Phillip, who has been in sole possession of this recorder for a while now, but at the moment, he's currently running around in my backyard digging holes with this super old and crusty looking shovel. He's been on a kick about shovels for a while now and at the time he was ranting to me about shovels, he said he didn't own one. So, the next time we rehearsed I had told D3 & Coop about it and we wrote this new tune, half mocking PJ. Two weeks later and he currently owns 4,237 different makes and sizes of shovels. He may have eaten too many of those mushroom sandwiches. I will leave the recorder with D3 when I leave and have him give it back to PJ who will be resuming his recording duties next week. Peace Out. StoneHEY."

written by Keep The Fear:
Cooper (drums)
Darren D. Danahy (keys, lead guitar, synths)
Phillip Jeffries (bass, outro solo)
Stone Catcherye (guitar, vocals, lyrics)


***Buy Yourself a Shovel***

help yourself and buy a shovel
did yourself right out of the pile

there are no words to buy or for sale
they are shooting so run for your life
shovel the rain on down
there are no words that I have right now

help yourself and buy a shovel

there are no words to buy or for sale
they are shooting the ground around
shovel the shit on down
there are no words that I have right now

if you don't dig your way out of the shit
if you don't climb up on out of this pit
hit me in the head with it

by yourself

Buy Yourself A Shovel

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... some of my fav synths, like Wiggle, Surge, Akoustic, Spitfire Labs, a bit sound design and a sax solo in one go ............. Enjoy this little musical sketch, even if it's a bit melacholic! .... photo by Valeria Miller / unsplash

tender soul

Inspired by the videos on astrokit's great YouTube channel:
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCS8UrfdJJKqtbkAiZ4yGDcg

(astrokit's voice is better than what you hear in the song...)

Describes the Traits, Characteristics, Personality, Physical Traits of Capricorn Rising/Ascendant

Capricorn

Falling Short

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Carlos Vivanco

As Above So Below

Bop Up

Enlightened

There's an edge to the world right now and our original "Can't Catch A Break" captures a bit of the uncertainty, the tension and the mood.  Joined here by Sam Mendez on both alto and tenor saxes, Daniele Turani on lead guitar, Les Thomas on rhythm guitar and Ed van den Brekel on electric trumpet.   Let's hope that the world gets a break soon.  Be safe, be well and wear those masks and social distance.  
Check out these outstanding creators and musicians:
Sam Mendez:  https://soundcloud.com/santi-caballero
Les Thomas:  https://soundcloud.com/les_thomas
Daniele Turani:  https://soundcloud.com/danieleturani
Ed van den Brekel:  https://soundcloud.com/ed-trum-ped

Can't Catch A Break - Sam Mendez / Les Thomas / Daniele Turani / Ed van den Brekel / Jamie Rhind

ABOUT YOU BIG BIRD

There’s a smoky trail across the sky
Behind you big bird as you fly
I’m running waving both hands free
But my mommas come to capture me

My mom she’s got this thing you see
About you bird we don’t agree
She don’t like your fiery tail
She’s gonna capture me and hide away

Big bird flying across the sky
I don’t know you or your reasons why
Big bird do you come to play
Mommas got bad things to say 
About you Big Bird

We been here a thousand years
Momma says that you don’t care
Your fireworks that light the streets
Make houses fall to dust and heat

The baker man went yesterday
A puff of smoke, an empty tray
I kind of liked your flashing bomb
But Momma ranted all night long

About You Big Bird

Jamming around one or two of Billy Gibbons’ classic guitar licks with a few of my own licks.

Blue Jeans Blues (Instrumental)

"All things considered, being shot is not as bad as I thought it might be, as long as you can keep the fear from your mind. But I guess you could say that about most anything in life. Its not so bad as long as you can keep the fear from your mind."

Stone ~ Vocals, Guitars, Decisions.
DDD ~ Lead Guitars, Keyboards, Distractions.
Coop ~ Drums, Coffees, Denotions.
Phillip ~ Bass Guitars, Cameos, Disappearances.

Grow Wings & Join The Circus

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