Modern Dolls Playlist #10

October 2021 Freak Radio playlist

Glorious Rock -- Amazing Music

Promised Land is a song that draws on the traditions of Americana, World music, Blues, Folk and rock. The main theme behind the song is a mans love for music (especially his guitar) and how it helps him get through everything life (and death) can throw at him. Head on over to my YouTube channel to check out the lyric video. You can also check out me doing a bunch if acoustic covers at home whilst you are there. https://youtu.be/Xc9t5YzFdKg

Tony Romaine - Promised Land

original song written and recorded by mary cigarettes

jimmy page

Wake up I have never been
So broken, smitten
My heart has a warmth inside not cold

Wave flags from the barriers
Sawn off shotgun
Shall I surrender now or go?
A single shot should go and end it all

I'm drenched in cowardice
Chickenshit, spineless
The finger up my asshole says it all

Play with normality
A forgone formality
A late eighties casualty on the fall
If I had a super power, one that's all

Wake up I do nothing else but fall
I'm broken

If I Had a Super Power

Jesus Christ I'm sick of this life
Each day the same
But multiplied - I'm sick of this lie
And know that I'm to blame

Had my chance, formed my stance
Felt a tingle in my pants
Oh that girl I should have kissed
But I crapped out and got pissed
And I still have regret
That I've not relinquished yet
And never will

Blinkered sight but I'm sick of this life
And all I stand for
I nearly cried cuz I'm sick of this lie
I should walk out the door

There's this deep chill, I'm frozen still
The worry is making me feel ill
I should have asked, or made a pass
But scared I'd end up on my ass
And yeah I still have regret
That I've not relinquished yet
And never will

Jesus Christ I'm sick of this life

Sick of this Life

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

Of Course, "Mama Cass's" song " Dream a Little Dream of Me," was the inspiration for Lynda's re-write and Adriano's  Classical Guitar Arrangement. I, personally, always felt that Cass's "La, di , da" riffs of counter melodies were quite possibly "her" musical ideas for "her" guitarist, that never came to light. so I requested Adriano put those in there! Just a hunch; RIP MS Eliot, We only mean to enhance your "Dream"  "my dear! We mean to NOT 'steal" them!
"Dream", based on Cass's Dream a Little Dream of Me.

Say nighty night and... kiss me,
Just hold me tight and... tell me you miss me,
When I'm alone, as blue as can be...
Will you, "Dream a Little Dream of Me ?"

Sweet dreams 'til sunbeams find you,
Sweet dreams and leave your worries behind you;
But in your dreams, whatever they be,
Will you " Dream a Little Dream of Me ?"

Stars fading, but I linger on, dear,
Still craving your kiss,
I'm longing, to linger 'til dawn , dear,
Just saying this: 

 Stars shining bright above you,
Night breezes seem to whisper , "I love you."
Birds singing in the Sycamore Tree,
Will you " Dream a Little Dream " of me ?

  (Adriano started "rockin' a bit here; good one Adriano!)
Oh, dear Adriano goes back to the pretty stuff her; 
(Lynda had a crying spell over those five chords he added!)

Stars fading, but I linger on, dear,
Still craving your kiss,
I'm longing, to linger 'til dawn , dear,
Just saying this: 
Sweet dreams 'til sunbeams find you,
Sweet dreams and leave your worries behind you;
But in your dreams, whatever they be,
Will you " Dream a Little Dream of Me ?"

One of Adriano's famous beloved EXITS , here!
God how I hate to hear him fade out !

Arrangement Only Copyrighted 2021 by Adriano Fontana.
Lyrics distorted by LyndaFaye  a Donation to the beautiful Mama Cass Elliot! Though we wouldn't mind meeting in court all of those composers and their constituents Problem will be, WHICH court ?

THANKS  for Listening , regardless! 
We just hope Cass is listening.

LyndaFaye

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Dream A Little Dream Of Me
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Mama Cass
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"Dream" LyndaFaye's Memorial to the Beautiful Cass Elliot, Arranged by Adriano Fontana

So many times I lose myself in the quicksand of my thoughts
Drawing in my sketchbook solutions to the chaos when the lights are off

I go higher 
The waves are taking me further, 
What doesn't hurt you makes you wiser
Revenge is for the weakest
(And narrow minded)
 I don't engage in ignorance
When systems are shutting down, the motion picture starts from the beginning...

When we were both sinking,
Our most intimate visions turned into something different
Vanishing in the unknown

Burning candles for the dead
Silver cross above the bed
Rituals of those who can't
Imagine life without an end.

I'm not tired
The waves are taking me further, 
What doesn't hurt you makes you wiser
Breathe in, wait until midnight
To write about a dream.

When we were both dying,
Our most terrible moments turned into something beautiful
Vanishing in the unknown

I go higher
The waves are taking me further...

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Still Life (with The Eyes of Heisenberg)

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Secret Voice

YouTube

Undone (Prod. by Wyatt)

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

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Oh Man!

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

falling from the sky  (demo)

Prolific musician, author, photographer and oddity.  With influences ranging from the lofi pop of Guided by Voices, the gothic melodrama of Nick Cave, the glam of Bowie and the nakedness of Iggy Pop - this is Marc Freak.  Former frontman of Freak Circus and Dead Joe.  An experiment in DIY and lofi.  The odd bum note here, the even odder bum note there.  But with art do we care?