nice feel all around on this one, nice use of the samples

2 minute maximum length
Vocalist may not use any forms of "to be"
(be, am, is, are, was, were, being, been)
No Punch Ins
(each verse must be in one take)
No Adlibs

Producer must source and feature prominently the sounds of nature
(sounds can be sourced or sampled)
Producer may only sample "Amen Brother" by The Winstons
(no other external music samples may be used)

Artwork Challenge (for fun):
MS Paint style art only!

VPC7 Round Three - Message In A Bottle

"GONE" by The Storytellers [The Paladxn, 0]
LYRICS:

I can’t believe, you and me… and this... tree…
Seeing stars corresponds to our his’tree.
Stuck on an island yet I just can’t see outside
Send up a signal in the hopes that you can give me a ride,
To the places that you go in your mind.

Staring in your general direction,
Your eyes fixed on the horizon, I
Know we can buy ourselves time,
If we can mobilize,
Coordinate insides,
Get coordinates States-side, ah, ha-ha!   [ =_( ]
We have to try, we have to try, oh-oh-oh!
If you and I, record it right then maybe we can
Chart atop the billboards while they
Chart a course to paint our story on

If we can get it going, going, going
Then we can get going, going, =GONE=

We wanna make it out of here
If we wanna make it out of here
Alive
We’ve got to collaborate
Our lab, low battery
Near midnight on Saturday
Not a lot of time
We wanna make it out of here
But no one makes it out of here alone
Message in a bottle going, going, going
So we can get going... =GONE=

VPC 7 Round 3

The Storytellers [The Paladxn, 0] - GONE

Wails of Whales

S O S
Take our coordinates
Change your course
And tell your subordinates
You gotta save
Two dudes of importance
Least we hitch a ride
On a porpoise 

Day 42
On the ocean blue
Two Dudes out of food
Who Could use a rescue
Yet as we gaze out 
onto the sea
The gulls seem to scream 
so mockingly 

One tune to hear 
And a light house
Could go for a beer
And a tight blouse 
The wails of whales
Serenade our sleep
I wish someone would 
Help me off of the reef

Our island sinking 
survival instincts
Kicking and thinking
salt water drinking
we'll make a raft
Out of a bunch of trash
Tie it all together
With our pants as the mast

Let's beg a sea goddess
To cut our losses
Living off lobsters
And loot crate contents
conjured monsters
Threaten our progress
Swimming ashore
The only option

Let me get a White Claw
send us a light squall
Wash up nice bong
We'll toke all night long
We need a bite dawg
Maybe a nice log
clinging tight locked
While we sing our plight song

Rad Labs, Inc. [Michaelangeflow, Omniboss] - Wails of Whales

The music plays on in an empty venue
Everyone gone, just waveforms and you
The music moved on why do you continue
Everyone everyone everyone leaves you

Familiar setting, familiar repetition 
No longer new kid on the block or the new edition
Not quite holding the ambition of a hungry house musician
Single player first person shooter lacking ammunition

They never listen, they never really did
You tell that to yourself that you did it for your id
But that bullshit blows beyond a little fib
White lie from this white guy you did it cause it fit

But sweat and age fades the suit, the stage
Made for youth, you played games with truth, you save
Face and lose, you fake grace but you age like a dying fire
You don’t burn bright, you burn out, expire

The music plays on in an empty venue
Everyone gone, just waveforms and you
The music moved on why do you continue
Everyone everyone everyone leaves you

Camille stopped showing up for D&D
And MC 117 dipped out on verse three
Stalara gave feedback on  your song, unpolished
Alphonse responds, interested, demolished
  
And all of this while Beaker found you lacking
Him and Lil Yazz still waiting on their backing
Benefits, a Kickstarter Katastrophy
PZ, my twinsie, you beautiful baby, just, don’t listen to me

Perstrami Persona [Steve, Zilla Persona] - Everyone Leaves You

I WOKE UP ON SOME WU TANG SHIT
ONLY 1 O'CLOCK? GREAT
NOT TOO LATE YET
GET UP
GET BRUSHED
IT GETS TOUGH STEPPING UP & DELIVERING EVERY TIME
AS THAT MOTHERFUCKER WHO CAN'T MISS
PUT ON A RANDOM PAIR OF SOCKS
& IF THEY MATCH? SICK
FEED THE CATS
CHANGE THE LITTER
SCOOP THE CAT PISS
I SHOULD PROBABLY EAT BEFORE I GET TOO HYPERACTIVE
GET TOO DISTRACTED WITH MY LONG LIST OF MICROACTIONS
FUCK IT
TRY TO WASH THE DISHES
THINK ABOUT MY LAUNDRY THEN IMMEDIATELY FORGET IT
I TURNED ON A PODCAST & DIDN'T EVEN LISTEN
GODDAMNIT
I WALKED AWAY FOR A MINUTE & FORGOT ALL ABOUT THEM DISHES
BRING THE MUTHAFUCKIN RUCKUS
WRITE A COUPLE RHYMES DOWN & EVERY ONE OF EM BUCKETS
RUN IT LIKE A THIEF IN THE NIGHT
WHO SCREAMS INTO MIC
CAUSE IT KEEPS ME ALIVE
TIL I FINALLY GET A PIECE OF THE PIE
ALRIGHT
WIND DOWN WITH A BONG RIP GAUNTLET 
AH SHIT, TOTALLY FORGOT TO DO THE LAUNDRY
I GUESS I'LL DO THAT SHIT TOMORROW

Perfect Cell [Joey Z, Big Fake] - Tomorrow In 50 Seconds

The truth begets marooned  adrift
Lost the plot
Listless lost the list, 
In My mission I’d become remiss
Clutched in my fist and It all just slipped
I even doubted my purpose
On purpose and watched it eclipse
Just watched it eclipse

Rather die seeking land
Than leave my bleached bones in the sand
Seek getting seen until the bitter end
Lost and never found 
Lost and never found 

So I fell in a well of my own design
Grief regret and weight of the lie
I told myself “I tried”
Truly did I? No.
I no longer ride the waves
The echoing phrase
lost and never found
lost and never found

Obvious Corruption [Obvious Lee, Cosmic Ray Corruption] - Never Found

[#raccune]
Message in a bottle, no not for me
I don't need to write a damn thing on that USB
I got a mermaid pregnant, start a family
And we live on this island for eternity

Don't type no lines, I'ma live my best life
I'm not hallucinating dude, that mermaid is my wife
In this fool's paradise there could be nothing wrong
Try and leave if you want, NoShoes, but I'm staying on.

Oh man, uh... I'm kinda not feeling that good. Oh I think I need to drink some water or something. I think I'm seeing stuff.

[NoShoes]

Gee. you probably don't even know shoes
washed up on many shores, the water knowin' these blues
no stranger to storms, they know there's nothing to prove
The plane's gone, this songs' words the last spit that I'll do
so many hugs that I've missed, opportunities dusted
bonds strengthened and broken, tokens familiar but rusted
taken blows from my friends when foes from yesterday trusted
Onward comes a slow death these bones soon barnacle encrusted
tell my kin that I love them. asure the mrs not worry
it's all been a trip, ignored the road for the journey
must have really done dirt, fate chose a deadlocked jury
now merely a flicker of what was a blazing hot fury
damn foolish of I, to say I've made no regrets
I'd have a lot more to say, if we'd just found a cassette
Not much longer now, my insulin pump's at 1%
if the ship comes in I'll miss it, my souls done got up and went...

Night City Glitches [NoShoes, #Raccune] - Tom Hanks

nonconformists they sing in chorus to poor performance
receive a warning yo Beefy sporting a stegosaurus
Oldest gen but still my importance remains enormous
Often dormant cause feeling boring just never for us

Why don't we find the one getting the rub
the one straight up covered in enemy blood
 the one sneaky coveting all of your love
and planted like roots in  he river, resisting the flood
And overweight generous stud
 addicted to Tanner like audio drug
neither of us ever giving a fuck
baby what up?

But maybe still nothing to see here
darkness surrounds us but stay clear
Jean-Luc'ing out in the frontier 
bucking with horns saying oh dear
faces they changing like Top Gear
check for a minute then out in a second
cause nothing could get me to leave here

So why you even trying?
said that I'd go off the grid and Beef not known for lying
finally I saw myself, the image terrifying
levels rising, body dying, I just care about the hiding
socially sneaky
I don't want em to see me
breathing in deeply
giving up easy
making up progress
laying out carpets  
eliminate profits
take out the targets   
make em regret ever calling you artist 

Return that shit to sender
Independent, no surrender 
Return that shit to sender 
Relocating here forever

Muscle Laughing Shrimp [Beefy, tanner4105] - Return to Sender

MUPPET RONIN - ISLAND NOT GOOD

YO
PLEASE HELP, KABUTO STUCK ISLAND
I UHH...HIT HEAD COCONUT, FORGET HOW RHYMING
ONLY KNOW CLIMBING, SURVIVING, MAKE KNIFE
ALSO DID BUILD SHELTER FOR LEOPARD HIDING
NO FOOD HERE, SPICY GROSS WATER
DRINKING HEAD BONK JUICE BITING ROAST OTTER
MISS FAMILY, WIFE, SON, DAUGHTER
NIGHT COLD, SCARY--BUT IN DAY, SUN HOTTER
ONLY HAVE ONE BOOK, CALL HARRY POTTER
CANNOT READ HARRY POTTER BECAUSE TRANSPHOBIC
DAMN, SCOPE IT--WISH WAS WOKED BUT
CANT READ HARRY POTTER BECAUSE HIT HEAD COCONUT
ISLAND NOT GOOD--DAMNABLY SHITTY
WISH HAD CRASH LANDED IN RANDIAN CITY
OR AT LEAST ON ISLAND WITH CONSPIRACY THEORY
TIME PARADOX BLACK SMOKE...UHHHH
WISH HAD INTERNET, STREAMABLE MEDIA
KABUTO NEVER SEEN "LOST" NEED WIKIPEDIA
MUST LEARN WAY OF MAKE RAFT OR BOAT
ALSO HELMET IN CASE HIT HEAD COCONUT
AND YET... KABUTO LOVE COCONUT
NO BABES HERE, ONLY GIRLFRIEND COCONUT
PLANE DOWN NO SURVIVOR N.T.S.B. OPEN SHUT
NO ONE ELSE HERE CALLIN KABUTO THE LOCAL NUT
JUST COCONUT...ONLY COCONUT
HEAD SWELLIN, DOESNT HURT, SYNAPSES ARE CLOSIN UP
SIT WITH COCONUT, LOOK OUT AT THE OCEAN DUSK
DONT LOOK NOW BUT...TRYNA COCO-NUT
U FEEL ME
K.T.C.
LISTEN, LOOK AT ME
LOOK AT ME
DONT LOOK FOR ME

Muppet Ronin [Kabuto the Coconut, Coconut Sullivan] - Island Not Good

Pardon my smiling,
AJB live at the island,
Live at the island

Plane crashed, marooned, spent 400 moons
With my best friend, but still I need some elbow room,
We never found our jet or any of the wreckage, strange,
How the hell do you lose a plane?

Stuck on a lonely island off the coast and I feel me roasting
Out in the sun, just about to see my ghost when
I notice something stuck in the base of a tree,
Grab a couple sticks, we’ll try to pry it free

Gotta give thanks, amen, we caught a break,
Single by The Winstons, flash megabyte 8,
We've got enough battery for just one take,
Oh that only says 4 megabytes... great

Turn up the juice, let's put it use,
I'll send an S.O.S to the world, you produce,
So get ready for the last thing you'll hear from us,
JK, we'll bump tracks for the next 30 years plus

Pardon my smiling,
Kyle Vice live at the island,
Live at the island

I built a raft out of mp3s and emptied me
Inside of the lyrics, but it crashed at sea,
Impractically, it didn't sound like trash to me,
But I didn't fit in the box for how it has to... grr

Screw iambic pentameter, try to fit a song in
These confined parameters,
Confined to an island I can walk its diameter
Faster than you can say, "Boom shacka-lacka-lacka!"

Jack Merridew, not scared of you, I don't care if you,
Can sing a High C, mmm,
I thirsty, I hungry, I tired,
I can't think straight enough to talk inspired

I use rap just to gauge my emotional state,
Over the past year life is… not great.
Want a song about an island? That's my life,
But I can't use the verbs I need to express that, come on, play nice

Mechanical Peasants [AJB, Kyle Vice] - Scurfy With Brine

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JAM Creative Productions jingles for 98.7 The Breeze in Detroit.     Most are resings from the Pacific Coast package, plus one cut from Coast To Coast.

JAM - WDZH Detroit (98.7 The Breeze)

Bron: www.jingleweb.nl 
03.04.2019 - Ooit gehoord van Frank Gari? Nee, wij eerlijk gezegd ook niet. Terwijl deze man – die 2 dagen geleden op 1 april 75 jaar werd – prachtige jinglepakketten heeft geschreven voor voornamelijk TV. Maar hij maakte ook een aantal jinglepakketten voor radio. een van de mooiste is dat voor 101 WCBS-FM in New York. Dat hoor je hier. 

Het rijkst werd hij mogelijk met het pakket Hello, dat aan minstens 120 TV-zenders in de VS, Canada, Latijns-America en Australië is verkocht. Eerste koper (Hello Milwaukee) was WISN-TV in Milwaukee, de versies Hello India, Hello Houston en Hello Georgia zijn nog steeds online te horen. 

Frank Gari werd in New York geboren als Frank Daniel Garofalo. Hij had vooral in de jaren ’60 enkele grote hits in de VS, waarvan Lullaby of Love, Princess en Utopia de hitparade haalden. Maar daarna kreeg hij landelijke bekendheid als componist van jingles en TV-tunes. 
Voorts maakte hij TV-tunes voor Eyewitness News, Good Morning America, CBS This Morning, The Oprah Winfrey Show, The Phil Donahue Show, Sky News, RTL Television in Duitsland en veel meer. Aan ABC (American Broadcasting Company ) had hij een grote opdrachtgever. In de eerste helft van de jaren ’80 maakte hij alle campagnes voor deze TV-gigant, met titels als We're with you on ABC en Come on along with ABC. Ook componeerde hij Sky Symphony voor het Britse Sky. 

Op 12 januari 2015 is het complete oeuvre van Frank Gari verkocht aan de productiemuziek-tak van Warner/Chappell, die er echter online niets mee doet.

Frank Gari  -  101 WCBS - FM Custom 7 12 1983

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