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The Shape The Sound The Pose

All music, words and composition by S. Drysdale

S. Drysdale- Vox, Guitars, Clay, Keys, Fretless Bass, Bass VI, Slap Bass

A. Reed- Engineering, Programing, Keys

The Shape The Sound The Pose

Extended album (or punk dance?) version


I am working on an album for this freaky lot. Why? Because it's a heck of a lot of fun. Trying to recreate some goth club memories from the 1990s. Building a band that should have been. It incorporates all sorts of elements from music I've experienced in various states of inebriation, leaving a lasting impact. And here I am sharing that experience.

This is a hypnotic stoner/grunge track not dissimilar to some tracks we used to play live. With a twist, of course, because we were all guys, and this lot is not.

The Cacklettes: Pretty Pestilence

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Stealing The Spaceship (Benny Oschmann) - ACTION WOODWINDS - Demo

This is the archetypal wanderer at dusk, feeling the chill of oncoming winter, and yearning for their home.
It is a really a riff on an ancient fragment of verse: 

“Westron wynde when wyll thow blow
the smalle rayne downe can Rayne
Cryst yf my love were in my Armys
And I yn my bed Agayne.”

This mysterious poem leaves you wanting the back story.
Many artists have been inspired by it and released their own interpretations. 

Some years ago I did my own acoustic guitar ballad; it was a fresh melody, and the back story I construed went thus:

“Westron wynde when wilt thou blow,
the small rain down can rain,
Cryst  my love were in my arms
And I in my bed again .

Morning mist, when wilt thou lift,
Permit the early sun;
I would that she were here with me,
And all my journey done.

For too long have I wandered,
And too long been alone.
Listen to the thunder,
Calling me back home.

I had a dream of lands unseen,
Of wonders to behold,
Of lions on the beaches,
And cities paved in gold.

My eyes were blind to my own kind,
My heart was brash with lust,
I valued only fortune’s prize, as every young man must.

But all I found was hardship, 
And the cruel wolves of war.
And countless empty souls like me,
Each one seeking more.

Now all I’ve earned is what I’ve learned,
So this I will impart:
The only gold a man can hold abideth in his heart.

So Westron Wynde rise up my friend,
And let your small rains fall.
‘To Cryst my live we’re in my arms,
And I in my bed and all.”

This piece uses that melody.

For Too Long Have I Wandered

I watched it

I was able to record this piece in one take using the "strings" setting on my Yamaha DGX 660.  I am experimenting with different sounds and combinations. Thanks for listening!

The Opening

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Stealing The Spaceship (Benny Oschmann) - ACTION WOODWINDS - Demo

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