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3 Degrees of Bipedia: Songs of Monkeys, Clowns and Aliens

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Kleismic Joy (kleismic[11], rhythm in MOS modulating rhythms)

Piano Collection #4a, microtonal, is in 19tet, and was composed in 2016, and features a microtonal version of Piano Collection #4, in an ongoing series of collections mainly for 12tet piano.

Piano Collection #4a Microtonal (19tet)

Performed live by TJ Muller and the Dixie Six, and mix of "Glad when you're Dead" and other trad classics. Performed live for 'Home of the Blues', the flagship blues program every thursday at 12pm on Freshair.org.uk, Edinburgh's Student radio station. This was the bands second live performance, and first in the small cramped Freshair Studio 1, situated in the Pleasance Courtyard, Edinburgh, home every August to the best comedy in the Edinburgh Fringe.

"Glad when you're Dead" - Live from the 'Home of the Blues' Sessions

Floating, Spinning - 03 - The Luni Troupe - The Three Degrees of Bipedia - Songs of Monkeys, Clowns and Aliens

Get it at:    http://thelunitroupe.com/track/floating-spining

" We are hairless simian, In our plans are even aliens." 

"Floating with unearthly grace, like a within embrace in space."

Call on me, call on me!  (enthusiastic enough?   https://www.facebook.com/theophrastus 


Floating, Spinning - The Luni Troupe - 3 Degrees of Bipedia

Am I an Alien? - 03 - The Luni Troupe - Blue Bus

Get it here:        http://thelunitroupe.com/track/am-i-an-alien-2

Am I an Alien?       - The Luni Troupe

Here I stand, here I go
I can’t tell any more
Where I am, or what to know
I can see with my eyes
So it seems, I’m a clown
On the show, on the show, on the show

Round is round, round and round and round.
Out or in, or in or out or in.
Nowhere once, Once again.
Altogether, we’re all apart.
Some-thing lives in my heart.
Please believe me, my old friend,
I might be an alien.

Is it true, obvious,
Most uncertain, who is us?
Ash to ash, dust to dust,
In the stars, dawn to dusk.
Am I one? One of us?
Could it be? I might be,
An alien, alien. An alien, alien.

O.K.

Am I an Alien? - The Luni Troupe - Blue Bus    .   .   .  lyrics in description

"My Name's not Koko - 01 - The Luni Troupe - 3 Degrees of Bipedia

Get it at:       http://thelunitroupe.com/track/my-names-not-koko  
 
"Careful there, now." " Don't scare the ladies, Rick"

Compelling and totally unforgettable" is how one reviewer described the film "Carnival of Souls," considered by those who know and care, to be one of the best horror films ever made. Many think this description fits "3 Degrees of Bipedia" like a glove. If the Luni Troupe were bouncing around in their custom-made clown pants in 1962 they could have written the soundtrack.

The Luni Troupe are: Joe Judd, Richard Lawrence, Bob Moss and Rick Soderberg
Vocals by Ogden's own Blues Clown, Rick Soderberg.  Neat-o Calliope solo section performed by Richard Lawrence.

 tags: bohemian bop circus rock gypsy carnival rides krazy blues pop singer songwriter; studio-pop Salt Lake City 

My Name's not Koko - The Luni Troupe - 3 Degrees of Bipedia

Monkey Washing Kitty Cat - 02 - The Luni Troupe - 3 Degrees of Bipedia

http://thelunitroupe.com/track/monkey-washing-kitty-cat

This one turns out to be a popular sing-a-long drinking song when we play it at the Bar. Especially appreciated by both patrons and management at Burt's Tiki Lounge.

lyrics
Monkey Washing Kitty-Cat -the Luni Troupe

I was watching David Letterman, when I saw this nutty sight,
A monkey washing a Kitty-Cat, with obvious delight.
It made me think of paradise, it got me through the night.
Monkey washing a Kitty-Cat, with all his monkey might.

Monkey washing the Kitty-Cat, the Kitty-Cat, the Kitty-Cat, the Kitty-Cat,
Monkey washing the Kitty-Cat, Oooh-ooooh-ooooh, meow-ow
Until he's squeaky clean, the Kitty's squeaky clean, Oooh-ooooh, meow-ow Oooh-ooooh, meow-ow.

Such a helpful monkey, such a dirty cat. Put two and two together, and it's obvious as heck.
When a monkey and a kitty meet, together in a kitchen sink.
It all adds up to sudsy fun, I got to have a drink, Let's go and get a drink.

Monkey washing Kitty-Cat, reeee-er – reeee-er, Oooh-ooooh-ooooh.
Monkey washing the little teeny Kitty-Cat, Oooh-ooooh-ooooh- ooooh.
Until he's squeaky clean, the Kitty's squeaky clean, Squeaky-Kitty-Clean. Oooh-ooooh, meow-ow, Oooh-ooooh, reeee-er – reeee-er.

Oooh-ooooh-ooooh- ooooh, reeee-er – reeee-er...
Oooh-ooooh-ooooh- ooooh, reeee-er – reeee-er...                     reeee-er – reeee-er.

Vocal by Rick Soderberg, Ogden's own Blues Clown 

Monkey Washing Kitty Cat - The Luni Troupe - 3 Degrees of Bipedia   ...    lyrics in the description

Gilly Down - 04 - The Luni Troupe - 3 Degrees of Bipedia

Get it at:   http://thelunitroupe.com/track/gilly-down

There always has to be one about a killer Clown, and Here is the Luni Troupe's. Richard Lawrence performing the vocal, with special Helium effects.

Gilly Down                  -the Luni Troupe

Why try to bring the whole house down.
Mocking laughter's what they're after.
Blind to all of them, are lost little clowns.
Jesters reeling from love, crushed doomed and drown.
Decal-ed tears for real, replaces,
While miming lies, my minds eye spies vile crimes.
Trapped below a sea of faces,
Trampled face down in the grime.

Taken,
Blows are taken with a grin.
Not sung: (Painted thicker than a crowds true measure.)
Brakin',
View this achin’ harlequin.
Not sung: (Painted thicker than a crowds false pleasure.)

Kicking sawdust has seen my best days.

No hearth on Tanbark or Midways.
Lonely Back Doors for small actors.
I once prized a lively waif, found astray.
That monkey's blood leaves rude town Rubes to repay.
Fabricating conflagration,
I sealed the tent and caused them all to run.
Panic first then suffocation,
Grotesque splat-ies for my one.


Gilly gilly down down, Gilly gilly down down,

Gilly gilly down, Gilly gilly down

Gilly down down down. Gilly down down down.

Gilly Down - The Luni Troupe - 3 Degrees of Bipedia . . . lyrics in description

Opposite Yet the Same Clowny Song - 05 - The Luni Troupe - 3 Degrees of Bipedia Featuring guest saxophonist: Phil Miller.   
Get it at:    http://thelunitroupe.com/track/opposite-yet-the-same-clowny-song

lyrics:
Opposite Yet The Same Clowny Song -the Luni Troupe


I'm up yet down, I'm lost yet found
I'm hot yet cold, I've saved my soul
I'm good yet bad, so glad so sad

I'm a Clown, I'm a Clown, I'm a Clown,

Yeah! You better laugh, OH! you better chuckle,
You better leave here now while you can.
Ah, but don't you move a muscle

Close your eyes, A Big Surprise.
Ask me no questions I'll tell you no lies.
Truth or dare, I know it ain't fair

I‘m a Clown, I'm a Clown, I'm a Clown,

OH! You better laugh, Yes you just got to chuckle, babe,
You better leave here, now while you can.
No, no, no, no, but don't you move a muscle

The monkey cage. The Spirit of the Age.
A fairer wage, The heathens rage.
I‘m a fool, I'm a sage.

I'm a Clown, I'm a Clown, I'm a Clown,

You better laugh, You Better Chuckle.
You better use that egress, now while you can.
No, no, no, no don't you move one muscle.

A Paradox. A Chinese box.
I counted the cost, I'm saved yet lost.
I'm here I'm there, I'm every where.

Yes, I‘m a Clown, I'm a Clown, I'm A Clown,

Yeah! You better laugh, OH! you gotta chuckle,
You better leave now, while you can.
Ah, but don't you move one muscle.

Stop yet start. Is yet not?
Some yet none. So much fun.
Yet I would always, lend a helping hand.

I'm a Clown, I‘m a Clown, I'm a Clown, I'm a Clown.

Opposite Yet the Same Clowny Song - The Luni Troupe - 3 Degrees of Bipedia  ...  lyrics included

Downtown Clown -11 -  The Luni Troupe - 3 Degrees of Bipedia
 
Get it at:        http://thelunitroupe.com/track/downtown-clown

"Well early dawn, the sky looks pale, everything’s still, so I set sail. 
On the promise of whiskey, or maybe jail."

Down Town Clown   -Luni Troupe

Well maybe it sounds strange, but never the less, and all the same. 
I’m a downtown, I’m a downtown clown.

You might see me sneakin’ in the dark, in an alley or industrial park.
You’ll be wonderin’, what I’m up to now.

Well don’t you worry, don’t you fret, don’t get yourself into no kinda snit.
I’m just a down, down, just a downtown clown.

My nose is bulbous and red, and it’s off in a dumpster is my bed.
An’ I wear great big banana, banana yellow pants.     Yeah

An’ I slither and I sneak, I find windows into which I can peak.
Peakin’ into bars and shops and holes in the ground. 

But don’t you strain, don’t you pout, don’t get your nose all bent out .... of shape. 
I’m a downtown, I’m a downtown clown.

Well early dawn, the sky looks pale, everything’s still, so I set sail. 
On the promise of whiskey, or maybe jail.    Yeah

You might see me back in that alley, I’11 be sleepin’, it off, now leave me alone now pally. 
I’m a down, down, down, I’m a downtown clown.

So don’t you knit your brow with “concern”, this is after all, the life I’ve earned. 
‘Cause I’m a shiftless, boozy, hair-brained, downtown clown.

I’m a down, I’m a down, I’m a down, down, downtown clown, 
down, down, down, down,down, downy downtown clown.       


Downtown Clown - The Luni Troupe - 3 Degrees of Bipedia

Am I an Alien? - 12 - The Luni Troupe - 3 Degrees of Bipedia

Get it here:        http://thelunitroupe.com/track/am-i-an-alien-2

The demo version of this song is included on the "SoundCo Sampler 1," and also on the Luni Troupe's album, "Blue Bus", and can also be found on Rhapsody.  Personally, I like the one on Blue Bus better, the sound quality is not as good as this one, but it "feels" better.  Oh well, that's what happens when you make multiple versions, I suppose.

"Altogether, we’re all apart.
Something lives in my heart."

lyrics:

Am I an Alien? - The Luni Troupe

Here I stand, here I go
I can’t tell any more
Where I am, or what to know
I can see with my eyes
So it seems, I’m a clown
On the show, on the show, on the show

Round is round, round and round and round.
Out or in, or in or out or in.
Nowhere once, Once again.
Altogether, we’re all apart.
Some-thing lives in my heart.
Please believe me, my old friend,
I might be an alien.

Is it true, obvious,
Most uncertain, who is us?
Ash to ash, dust to dust,
In the stars, dawn to dusk.
Am I one? One of us?
Could it be? I might be,
An alien, alien. An alien, alien.


The Luni Troupe are: Joe Judd, Richard Lawrence, Bob Moss and Rick Soderberg.  Who, when, where, what, do you call normal? 

Am I an Alien?  - The Luni Troupe - 3 Degrees of Bipedia

Heave Ho Children Let Go - 09 -  The Luni Troupe - Blue Bus

Get it at:                     http://thelunitroupe.com/track/heave-ho-children-let-go

lyrics:
Heave Ho (Children Let Go)                      -The Luni Troupe

My name is Rick Soderberg, I have a story,
a tragedy I witnessed one summer day.
It was August the Second of 'Seventy-Eight.
Let me tell you about it, in my simple way.

I was workin', ya see, as a room service waiter,
at a splendid hotel, from Two until Ten.
Takin' mighty fine meals to the rooms where the guests stayed.
Makin' mighty fine tips, at that night I'd go spend. ...(“Serve 'em up, Bar-tender”)

Well there was an odd fellow who stayed at the hotel,
with family, and sometimes he'd stay there for weeks.
And each night they'd order up steak from the kitchen,
and they all lived like royalty in that big suite.

He was big as an ox, and he wore a fine three piece,
big pony-tail, pricey cowboy boots.
And he told me his name was Emanuel David,
and sometimes we'd talk about spiritual books.

It was August the Second of Seventy-Eight.
I was walkin' to work, not a block from the job.
And I noticed that somethin' was causin' commotion,
'cause surrounding the hotel was a throng of a mob.

So I looks up to see what the hell was a stirrin'
and finally I spots up there, just where it was.
Up there on the Eighth floor on the balcony, I saw
Emanuel David's wife tellin' her son... She cried...

“Heave Ho, children let go, it's curtains for me and for thee,
Heave Ho, children let go, meet daddy in eternity”.

I stood there in shock as my mouth became bone dry.
It's all I could do, not to break down and weep.
'Cause the wife of that big ox, Emanuel David,
Threw all of her children off, and then she leaped.

Well it came out next day in the Deserted News
Emanuel David was the King of the Cult.
And from Manti he'd come with his worshipers tithing.
I suppose those believers all got a quite a jolt.

Ya see, he seemed to believe he was this only one true prophet.
His followers thought he was one step from God.
And he made damn sure they all lived a sheltered existence,
but he gassed himself one night, and died like a slob.

His wife found out next day, Emanuel David,
had given the ghost up by cheap suicide.
And she just couldn't stand it, and so she decided
the very best thing would be if she just died.

She also expected the kids had to die too.
They looked up to their Pa, as the “all-in-all”.
But I surely do swear, they were fighting for dear life,
But Mama would not let the kiddies hang on… no no no no, She cried...

“Heave Ho, children let go, it's curtains for me and for thee,
Heave Ho, children let go, meet daddy in eternity”.

There was Mama and Joseph and Rachel and Deborah,
Jo-Shannon and Dushane, Rebbecca and all.
There was one brave young girl there, Elisabeth David,
who lived, and is Big in the Cult now, I'm told.

It came out weeks later, Emanuel David
was just worried sick about all the money he'd blown.
And the guilt that he felt, in the face of religion,
pushed him over the edge. Where he's gone, I don't know.

Emanuel David, Emanuel David,
A prophet, an idol, with feet made of clay.
Emanuel David, Emanuel David,
What did you think? When you heard you wife say... She cried...

“Heave Ho, children let go, it's curtains for me and for thee,
Heave Ho, children let go, meet daddy in eternity”.

I've told you the story, it leaves me quite cold.
Ain't it true, that this world is as strange as can be.
And if you should e'er think of deceiving somebody,
Remember Emanuel David for me.

The Luni Troupe are: Joe Judd, Richard Lawrence, Bob Moss and Rick Soderberg .

Heave Ho Children Let Go - The Luni Troupe - Blue Bus                  ...          lyrics:

Hurt a Vein In My Neck (recording this song)

This month's podcast celebrates the 200th anniversary of John Snow - the forefather of epidemiology.

It includes a tour of Soho where John Snow identified the source of a cholera outbreak, and Jane Falconer shows us John Snow's work in the School archives. Bringing us up to date,  Chris Grundy talks about how his research continues John Snow's legacy, and we also meet with artists who have created science inspired artworks for the bicentenary exhibition.



LSHTM - March 2013 Podcast - John Snow bicentenary special

A new song for my Father from my upcoming album 'Where Does This Door Go', out July 16.  Pre-order 'Where Does This Door Go': http://myplay.me/11hf

Produced by Pharrell Williams

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Downtown Clown - The Luni Troupe - 3 Degrees of Bipedia

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