demo of DIY electric mandola.
(she's called winnie)
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demo

Winnie Mandola Demo 01

another demo from the macassar brothers
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SumALdKelTIcBolloX Test Extract only

Honey Lemon demo just one verse extract

Carter's jacket presents...

words and music fitzgerald
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Boomtimes the mental mix demo

Carter's jacket presents...
the full monty
words and music fitzgerald
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Boomtimes big mix demo

Carter's jacket presents...
a research thesis on canine ageing and it's effects on the family.

Lyrics:
Once they called me Rover
Once they called me pet.
But since the sofa incident
I'm just the walking, hairballing get.

Sure, I ripped the cushions
But that was just a ploy
To bring to their attention
What a loyal; what a brilliant, brilliant boy I am.

Now I'm a dead dog walking
But I ain't dead yet.
They've made for me the appointment
We're off down to the vet.
It isn't that I'm frightened
It's just that I recall
The last time that I went there
I left without my balls.

Margarine is pleasant
Until the second tub.
The end result,
You know it's vomit
And owners spitting blood.

I pulled out all the vinyl
And chewed the tapes as well.
I believe that it was justified
James Last should rot in hell.
But they just don't understand me
It's hard to keep your ground
When in the wardrobe
Your latest present has been found.

Now I'm a dead dog walking
But I ain't dead yet.
They've made for me the appointment
We're off down to the vet.
It isn't that I'm frightened
It's just that I recall
The last time that I went there
I left without my balls.

I helped take in the shopping
I really did my best.
But falafel and tahini
Are too hard to digest.
The mess was in the bathroom
So of course I blamed the cat
That's never too convincing
Now I'm out and that is that.

Dead dog walking

Not chewing
Not talking
I'm a dead dog walking
But I ain't dead yet.
I'm a dead dog walking
And coming on home. 

words and music fitzgerald/roddy
copyright 2000 all rights reserved

Dead Dog Walking

Carter's jacket presents...
consolation for unconvinced sweethearts

Lyrics:
You're the one
Who shares my hours
You're the one
Who shares my house
You're the one
Who shares my showers
You're the one
Who ate my mouse;
My goldfish on a sandwich
My cat sauteed with wine.
Despite these tiny failings,
Won't you be my valentine.

You're the one
Who cooked me breakfast
And they said it wouldn't last.
It's six miles to the hospital.
It's lucky I drive fast.
A tasty foxglove salad
And deadly Nightshade tea.
Despite these minor foibles,
You're the valentine for me.

Like the concrete overcoat you made,
I know you only want the best for me.
But is it really practical
For a day out on the sea.

You're right, my darling valentine,
The bathroom wasn't warm.
The electric heater you supplied
Fell in, caused quite a storm.
The shock just warmed my heart to you,
You're so caring that you said
"I'll surely be your valentine
The day that you are dead". 

words and music fitzgerald/roddy
copyright 2000 all rights reserved

valentine part XIV (deliverance)

Carter's jacket presents...
An International pub crawl of IRISH proportions.

Lyrics:
Every town is Dublin town
Any town we hang around
The thing to be for you and me
Is Irish on St. Patricks day

Where'er you're from
Be it Minsk or Bonn
Come join us in our drinking song
Chances are if you look back far
Enough there's a paddy in your history (book)

So we'll be
Drinking stout and arsing about
In a place known as Ontario
Drinking stout and arsing about
On the rue de Tivoli
Drinking stout and arsing about
In the square called Tiannanman
(man)
Drinking stout take time out from
Back packing in Katmandu

Every town is Dublin town
Except for Dublin city
On the seventeenth of march because
The place is bloody empty

We're all
Drinking stout and arsing about
In Melbourne, Perth and Sydney
Down those pints
'til damage done
To liver and to kidney

(break)

Drinking stout and arsing about
As the Bangkok night gets steamy
In Budapest we'll take on the best
As long as the stout flows freely.

(break)

Drinking stout and scaring the cows
On the Pampas, Argentina
Drinking stout and arsing about
From Brooklyn bridge we'll heave.

Every town is Dublin town
Except for Dublin city
On the seventeenth of march because
The place is bloody empty

We're all
Drinking stout and arsing about
On the Damrak, Amsterdam
If you once had a bike
You'll now have to hike
'Coz we're heading off to Cannes

Where we'll be
Drinking stout and arsing about
And the sunshine makes you thirsty
Slake that thirst then take a burst
On the streets of Warsaw Polski

Drinking stout and arsing about
los Ramblas, Barcelona
Drinking stout and arsing about
In the dives around Pamplona
(olé)

(pseudo flamenco crap)

(unexpected space station interference)

break

We'll be
Drinking stout 'til the money runs out
Or the Garda call for more support
Drinking stout's what it's all about
St. Patrick's day for me

drinking arsing drinking arsing about

Hold the shamrock high
'til the world's drunk dry
And our farts are more than beery
"Did you follow through?"
"I thought that was you"
Who cares, it's once a year(ly)

words and music fitzgerald, roddy and roth
copyright 2000 all rights reserved

Everybodys Irish on St Patricks day

Carter's jacket presents...
it started as a rant, became a more musical motif then ended up as a trenchent anthemic whatsit for a whos'em. go figure.
first published on the now defunct mp3.com.au in 2000

Lyrics:
Free your mind
fly so high
drink more wine
though you'd rather have a guinness
til the well runs dry
but keep feeling somehow that you'll win it

If we were more than simply drones
and if a smile were really free
I'd pick you up and take you home
There's nothing down for you and me

Then at christmas time
ding dong
We gotta buy
the latest fashion's in
It smells of pine
With a logo stamped upon and
Some kinda crime
If we immediately bin it

Eleven bucks their price of life
Scramble for cash to get more stuff
And don't dare die before you've shopped
There's nothing down for you and me

Corporate myth that santa brings the trainers
From a golden arch squeaky clean enough to stain
now the kids want phones and labels on their labels
that ain't attitude it's vacuous and tame
Take your world by storm and shake it til it's livid
Then you can say
There but for grace go you and me

Get your ads off me my body's not a hoarding
And I don't take kind to logos in my brain
Can't we
Please
Just have our DNA back
Global brands can never ease the pain
And it won't hurt
Go on believe in something
Be it Santa Claus or bass and drum a pumping
Take your world by storm and shake it til it's livid
It's not too late the future's looking
Right vivid.

Free your mind
Fly so high
(It's Christmas time
What'cha gonna buy)

Get those ads off you
your body ain't a billboard
take a little care there ain't no more in store
Come on
rock the boat
ditch the mindless acquisition
Shoppin 'til you're droppin' well it's really kinda lame
Take your world by storm and shake it til it's livid
It's not too late the future's looking

words and music fitzgerald/roddy
copyright 2000 all rights reserved

Right Vivid Christmas

macassar brothers present...
a thinly veiled cashing in attempt, ho hum.

all music fitzgerald/roddy
all rights reserved

Hillbillyish demo

macassar brothers present...
a previously unreleased pop song from the 1990s

words and music fitzgerald
copyright 1995 all rights reserved

What think you now/See the Light demo

The Ravenscar Beach Patrol presents...
The place from which to view the forum, Roma

music fitzgerald
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Via Capitolina demo extract only Jan 2012

The Ravenscar Beach Patrol presents...
a cover version of the Las song with vox arranged for a small choir with band accompaniment

performance and arrangement 2012 fitzgerald/roddy

There She Goes guits n vox test mix for Ichoir 2012

The Ravenscar Beach Patrol presents...
an acapella cover version demo of the Las song arranged for small choir

performance and arrangement 2012 fitzgerald/roddy

There She Goes acapella for Ichoir

Followers demo nov 2014

Wait for the Day test mix inc melody sept 2017

This page showcases projects, demo tracks and ideas which remain unfinished due to ill health.
plus some older works and releases.
creations from:
The Ravenscar Beach Patrol,
Macassar Brothers
and
Carter's Jacket.
the part time creative pseudonyms of the denizens of the electric bathing company.
where we park our shoes.
All music and lyrics © fitzgerald and roddy except where stated
copyrights retained and rights reserved.
All instruments by fitzgerald and roddy except where stated.
All graphics by fitzgerald and roddy.

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