Name: 2021.07.26 - Funge by SB ARCHIVE
Duration: 1 min 5 s
Description: Someone asked me what a Funge was and up until that point I had never really given it much thought. When it comes down to it, it's fun with a ge but it's definitely not about having fun, nor does it support the belief in anything ge, so after meditating on it for three weeks, the simple meaning is that it is another word that can be use when referring to a ceiling tile.

It was me who had the honor, Jeff. All love & light. Thoughts are with your spirit and family. LOVE

Jeff Humphrey - acoustic guitar, synth, harpsichord
Kenichi Sugihara - bass
William Murphy - guitar
Brian Kantor - drums
Shaun Towey - guitar/vocal


In lieu of flowers, kindly honor Jeff's love of music and consider a donation to www.hungryformusic.org. This group provides instruments to children whose families cannot otherwise afford to purchase them.

THANK YOU

Her Hair

Someone asked me what a Funge was and up until that point I had never really given it much thought. When it comes down to it, it's fun with a ge but it's definitely not about having fun, nor does it support the belief in anything ge, so after meditating on it for three weeks, the simple meaning is that it is another word that can be use when referring to a ceiling tile.

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2021.07.26 - Funge

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PAUL STANLEY [Nest HQ Premiere]

Tuff Ghosts

Carrie and I wrote this song years ago. When she died I just felt I had to record it. This is only a demo unmixed, we only had a few hours to record it. But the lyrics she wrote with me I think are marvelous. Carrie and I used to stay up til dawn chatting and pontificating about life. They were my best moments. Anyway... we wrote a song about staying up too late and hearing the birds sing. Willow Smith is a prodigal angel and was generous enough to lend her golden voice to this little tune.

Bird Song

Love comes on cat's feet
It circles the corners
It sits by the window and whispers...
'Mine! Your mine! all mine!'

My arm fell asleep
And dreamt it was your arm
Hush lest we break the spell, oh well, oh well..

It's all so wrong
To greet the dawn
The birds sing that awful song saying 
'You don't belong here!'

Bird Song_R2

Convict Pool

Alone Again Or

A late-stage rehearsal straight to cassette for reference. Recorded shortly before going into the studio, probably at John Henry rehearsal rooms. This is Mark on guitar, Lee on drums, and myself on piano and organ (the bass was always addressed in the studio once the basic track was down, which is why it doesn't feature here).
It's best to take the 8 minutes out and listen to the end, preferably in headphones, and in a quiet space,

Eden rehearsal cassette

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2021.07.26 - Funge

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