I hope this is understood as the compliment it is but sometimes your songs really do sound like songs from musicals! (so fun to sing) Also I hope you killed him

This is gonna be stuck in my head all week, and I can't complain it's great

This song is utterly cathartic, amazing job as always Sparkbird!

Im so happy with this song! its so fun. its the only song ive heard by Spark bird but its a BRILLIANT forst impression!

THIS IS EPIC!!! I NEED TO LISTEN TO MORE OF YOUR SONGSSSSS

Ive loved and listened to your music for 2-3 years now and it's been such a big inspiration, keep it up Sparkbird 🫶

I Could Use a Drink: The Songs of Drew Gasparini

Circus

Rule #34

Lyrics:

If the double-row eighteen-cylinder
Air-cooled radial engine
Is not enough to tip you off
Before he slips you off the needle
Drops you into unstitched space
The wasteland which henceforth
Shall be referred to as “your place”

The captain lives by the sword
And the captain loves by the sword
When the captain dies by the sword
He'll leave you trapped in the cockpit
Crying out "Mayday!"

When a Scissor-tailed Flycatcher aerial courtship
Nosedives in a blitzkrieg from that Whiskey Delta
You can tell the backyard bomber
Never helmed a cargo crate
He croaks out undoing and doom
To the wishful safety net
You jeopardized your life to loom

The captain lives by the sword
And the captain loves by the sword
Once you elope with the captain
You'll leave on a sordid honeymoon
Trapped in the cockpit
Crying out "Mayday!"

Always the last and never the least
Always the fast and never the feast
Always the cult of domesticity
Always the jolts of electricity
Always surpassed and never decreased
Always amassed and never released
Always the past controls your mind
Never the peace you hoped to God you'd finally find

The captain lives by the sword
And the captain loves by the sword
And when he dies by the sword
He’ll reward you for your obedience
For your countenance has woven in at every turn

Even as the back, even as the back
Of the hand
Even as the back, even as the back
Of the hand still burns
Even as the back, even as the back
Of the hand still burns
From the last airstrike

Credits:
Music and lyrics - Stephan Nance
Piano/vocals/backing vocals - Stephan Nance
Programming/bass guitar/guitars/banjo/organ/keys - Josh Frigo
Violin/viola/cello - Yoed Nir
Double bass - Jeni Magana
Trumpet - John Lake
Trombone/bass trombone - Becca Patterson
French horn - Meredith Moore
Piccolo/flute/oboe/clarinet/bassoon - Josh Plotner
Percussion - Mathias Kunzli
Drums - Aksel Coe
Orchestral arrangement - Josh Plotner
Vocal recording engineer - Adam Sweeney
Mixing - Josh Frigo
Mastering - Alex Dobbert
Artwork - Rebecca DeMoss
Graphic design - Chad Lowe

Mayday!

A Thousand Songs About It All: Act 1 is out now!
Download/Stream: https://madilynmei.lnk.to/AThousandSongsAboutItAll
Album Merch + Vinyl & CD: https://shop.madilynmei.com/ 
 
Written and Performed by Madilyn Mei 
Produced and Mixed by Scrawny 
Mastered by Joe Hutchinson 
Video Animation by Scrawny 
Intro/Outro Animation by Madilyn Mei & Scrawny 
 
Lyrics:
I am an alien
My rocket ship is human bone and skin
I’m something smaller staring out the skull
With a panel of wire and
Buttons I don't understand
Spamming every one of them
So, does being human mean pretending to know
What’s going on?!
(Hello?)
What's going on?!
(Hellooo? Fine!)

Take me to your leader
I would like to have a couple words
Get your shit together
How do humans keep on getting worse?
I’d go back to space but they've invaded out there too

We’re doomed
(Will anyone tell me what's going on? No? I'm gonna scream!)
(AHHHHHH! Tell me!)

You mock the way I talk
And I might be a little bit behind
Trends and slang and other ways to fit the box
To not be not liked

Once it gets underneath my skin
It's hard to let anyone in
Again my walls go up
I’m on defense, my solitude is
Safer than having friends
Why do I feel alien?!

I am an alien
My rocket ship is human bone and skin
I’m something smaller staring out the skull
Through two big eye sockets
And I just don't understand
How to become one of them
Does being human mean
Pretending to be something you're not?
What's going on?!

Take me to your leader 
I would like to have a couple words
Get your shit together
How do humans keep on getting worse?
I’d go back to space but they've invaded out there too

We’re doomed!

I don't wanna be here
Don't want a body or brain or thoughts of my own
I don't know who’s there in the mirror
Wanna go home
Where is home though?

I don't wanna be her
Dissociate through another day
I don't know who that is standing in the mirror
Everywhere I look I’m alone

I am an alien
My rocket ship is human skin and bone
I’m over trying to fit in
Guess I’ll always be alone
Cause I just don't understand
How to become one of them

How do I be one of
How do I be one of you?

(Is anyone out there? Over.)
(Anyone!? Over.)
(I’m talking to myself, aren't I? AHAHAH. Over!)

How do I be one of
How do I be one of you?

5. Quarters

(1, 2, 3, 4)
Wish I could stick my memories
Under my pillow for a quarter each
Losin’ em like baby teeth anyway
So give me a quarter please

I just want a gumball at the mall

Here I am in a place I’ve never been
All alone, two decades old
My best friend is a cat who is buried in the yard
Across the country safe at home
Wouldn’t you believe the things we do to breathe?
The things we gotta just let go?
Endin’ up again in a place I’ve never been
All alone, two decades old

And I’m excited for Colorado
But not for the altitude
Got real sick last time I went
So I’m giving Mother Earth some attitude
All alone, watchin’ a movie
In some motel in New Jersey
Nobody here can hurt me
They don't know me well enough to

Here I am in a place I’ve never been
All alone, two decades old
Learnin’ different words for the clouds up over head
But the stars are still the same as home
Wouldn't you believe the things we do to breathe?
The things we gotta just let go?
Endin’ up again in a place I’ve never been
All alone, two decades old

I wanna move and never settle down
But I also want a chicken coop and a thousand hounds
Mind if I keep you in my collection?
I gotta build new friendships, new connections

Here I am in some place I’ve never been
All alone, it don't get old
Learnin’ how to cope with the fact it has to end
When I’m out of quarters in my coat
Didn't wanna leave Willy on the scene
Fig will have to learn to float
Startin’ over again in some place I’ve never been
All alone, two decades old

What’s Going On?!

Stream/Buy

Living Ghost: Still Rising

Wolf House

A Thousand Songs About It All: Act 1 is out now!
Download/Stream: https://madilynmei.lnk.to/AThousandSongsAboutItAll
Album Merch + Vinyl & CD: https://shop.madilynmei.com/ 
 
Written and Performed by Madilyn Mei 
Produced and Mixed by Scrawny 
Mastered by Joe Hutchinson 
Video Animation by Scrawny 
Intro/Outro Animation by Madilyn Mei & Scrawny 
 
Lyrics:
I am a one man circus
I do everything 
So incredibly 
Since I’m the one that’s pullin all the strings
Give a bow
Tip your hat
Marvel at the fact
That there’s no list of writers on the screen
It’s just me, only me
 
Oooh
LA LA LA LA
Oooh
LA LA LA LA
 
I am the sole director
I’m the soul behind the show
Hell I AM the show
So give a clap, show some respect
Great job Mads, take five! Thanks Mads!
No prob Mads
I’m a gas, a lovely crowd
Make me laugh out loud
Even when no one else is around
 
I gotta do what I gotta do
I've got me and you’ve got you
If my shoulders were broad
I’d rule your world too
The fate of it all in my palms
You’d applaud
At the drop of a hat
You’d excuse all I do
I could dine at the Ritz in my birthday suit
But I’m hardly a man, and yet I’m hardly a girl
I’m the hand of God in my own little world
 
I am a one man circus
I’m the host if you will
And still I am also the tent
And the elephant in the room
My very own personal peanut gallery
And my own worst critic
And all my own five star reviews
I’m the spot with the best view
And can you guess it?
You’re also the best view!
 
Now you’re getting it!
 
Oooh
LA LA LA LA
Oooh
LA LA LA LA
 
I am a one man circus
I’m the singer and the song
And the writer and the dreamer
And the show that must go on
I’m the “silence all your cellphones please, yes even the buzz”
I’m the buzz that keeps me wanting more
And therefore coming back for more
Because 
 
I’ll always do what I gotta do
I’ve got me, I don't need you
No one can help even if they wanted to
I’m the player one and the player two
I’m the acrobat, I’m the net down below
Catching myself when I choose to let go
I’m the puppeteer and yet the puppet still
I’m a marionette at my very own will
I’m hardly a man, and yet I’m hardly a girl
I’m the hand of God in my own little world
 
I gotta do what I gotta do
I’ve got me and you've got you
Used to play the part well
But now it seems I forgot
You’ll never know who I am, who I’m not
Don’t look too close
Or it’ll seem odd
This world that you see
Can be quite the façade
You’ll still applaud
Not your job to ask
But backstage I know
I’m wearing a mask
 
And when I burn out
And I wish to be done
I’ll yank at my strings
It’s only Act 1

One Man Circus

After the Ball

Kamahalan

Lyrics:
You dropped into my life
When I needed you most
That should’ve been the first red flag
You smiled at me like
A parasite in need of a host
Slipped a contract out of your bag
And when I frowned at the empty quill
You jabbed me with a dull syringe

I don’t like to be pressured
I don’t like to be pushed
I don’t like to be pressured
I don’t like to be pushed
I don’t like to be
Pressured pressured pressured pressured
Pressured pressured pressured pressured

It was an ominous start
But you said
The money came from your heart
And you only wanted
The very best for me
You wanted me to succeed
But in your own particular sense
At a particularly painful expense
The independence of my body and my mind
From the particulars
Of all your extracurriculars
The fog of obligation grew so thick
I couldn’t even breathe

I don’t like to be pressured
I don’t like to be pushed
I don’t like to be pressured
I don’t like to be pushed
I don’t like to be
Pressured pressured pressured pressured
Pressured pressured pressured pressured

Another twist of the knife
Another turn of the screw
Another perfect time
To thank myself
For drumming up the courage
To burn bridges with you
And for all the shit you talk about me
I should think
You would be thankful as well
But you just can’t seem to let it die
So we should probably discuss it
When I see you in hell
I’ve made a list of the grievances
That I never got a chance to air

I don’t like to be lied to
I don’t like to be tricked
I don’t like to be gaslit
I don’t like to be groped
I don’t like to be blackmailed
I don’t like to be stalked
I don’t like to be threatened
I don’t like to be trapped
I don’t like to be
Pressured pressured pressured pressured
Pressured pressured pressured pressured

Head Like A Nest

Grievances

Lyrics:
White wagtail on the shores of the Baltic Sea
Sifting through the sand
Wagtail, are you wagging at me?
Well, who else would it be?
Everyone's in Tent City sound asleep
Sound asleep

Fire burning in your hands
And never burning up

I could have told you sooner
I'm nobody
Nobody but me
Tremblingly, fiercely me
A lark scraping the sky
With a gimlet eye fixed on clarity
Beautiful clarity

Fire burning in my hands
And never burning up

You bloom into awakeness
And emerge into day
Actors in a play
Amber sun-flecked eyes
Surfing the waves

Fire burning at both ends
And never, ever burning down
Or burning skin
Down the dunes
Grains of time fall slowly
And we're all incapable of
Giving of giving of giving of giving
In

What A Lark!

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