Bruised Ego (demo)

Pet Food and Reverb - Second Cycle of the Sun.

Eatin' Good

Agony is a song that reflects the experience of living in the metropolis of São Paulo, Brazil. An immense city that offers opportunities while taking away peace. A city that is both chaotic and beautiful at the same time.

Agony

I spend the day, the dark afternoon, inside myself;
My life so secure, filled with my fears;
My apartment, my Garden of April;
My gray day, the girl who left.
I wander every day, with no destination or place;
The Earth is my fate, the pool comes from the sea;
And this strange world;
And this crazy life;
I’m not part of that herd, no!
I’m not just anyone.
Life has left me.
Life has left me, alone.
Life has left me, just dust. My dear.
I spend the day, the dark afternoon, in this civil chaos;
Breathing the filthy air of the city that birthed me;
Waiting for something new to happen and distort;
This so-called reality that surrounds me and makes me fall;
In the depths of society, miserably all the same;
Different from the vultures that inhabit the central highlands;
From all the children of this beloved homeland, gentle mother;
I spend the day, the dark afternoon, in this civil chaos.

Agonia é uma canção decantada da vivência na metrópole de São Paulo, Brasil. Uma cidade imensa, que dá oportunidade e tira a paz. Uma cidade caótica e linda, ao mesmo tempo.

Agonia

Passo o dia, a tarde escura, dentro de mim mesmo;
Minha vida tão segura, dentro em meus medos;
Meu apartamento, meu Jardim de Abril;
Meu dia cinzento, moça que partiu 
Vago todo dia, sem destino ou lugar;
A Terra é minha sina, a piscina vem do mar;
E esse mundo estranho;
E essa vida louca;
Não sou desse rebanho, não!
Não sou gente pouca.
A vida me deixou.
A vida me deixou, só.
A vida me deixou, só o pó. Meu bem.
Passo o dia, a tarde escura, nesse caos civil;
Respirando o ar imundo da cidade, que me pariu;
Esperando algo novo acontecer e distorcer;
Essa tal realidade que me envolve e que me faz descer;
Nos confins da sociedade, miseravelmente toda igual;
Diferente dos abutres que habitam o planalto central;
De todos filhos dessa Pátria Amada, mãe gentil;
Passo o dia a tarde escura nesse caos civil.

Agony (Agonia)

Bipolar City

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.  Featuring Gibson Guitar solo. Selmer Alto Saxophone solo. Trumpet solo. Fender Electric Bass. Steinway Brothers Acoustic Piano (Right) Steinway Brothers Acoustic Piano (Left). Drums Acoustic full drum kit. Percussion, Cowbell, Bongos, Congas, Zildjan 22" Crash Cymbal, Chimes Mark Tree. Ago go Bells,

Concha

Cast of Characters:
Joe Stroffolino-- @joseph-stroffolino -- Taylor 114ce acoustic guitar, main vocals, harmony vocals, lyrics, composition 
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender HSS Telecaster electric guitar
TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– Tom Anderson Custom T electric guitar, mix, mastering, and production
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark – piano
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara -–Ken–drums
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1 –- four string Fender Precision Bass with a plectrum 
 
This song began as one of Joe's, lyrically centered songs, which he wrote and filled in with VST instruments. He came up with the lyrics by sharing ideas with fellow SoundCloud musician Michele Ansani.
   Knowing that Josh is a fan of his work, Joe offered this song to him in hopes that he'd share it with the rest of the band. Of course, Josh jumped at the opportunity to work on his song, and immediately shared it with the rest of the group. 
  Ken went to work first, adding his driving, excting drums. Josh was having a hard time coming up with a good bass line for it, until Ken suggested that he use the power of the 1/8 note to propel it. Tez was up next with his clever fills you hear throughout the first half of the song. Stephen came along right after and matched Tez's energy for the guitar fills in the second half of the song. 
  It was still missing a solo in the designated spot, though, so Mark stepped up with his innovative piano solo you hear in the middle. If it sounds a little mechanical, that's because he's using an arpeggiator to achieve the effect. We thought it sounded good in a song about AI, though. 
  Once all the parts were dialed in, and Joe had gotten all his vocals tuned up, we asked one of our resident pros, Stephen, to mix it for us. He did that and mastered it, too, expertly, as always.
  This is the first song we've ever done with Joe, and don't expect it to be the last. We all really enjoyed putting together, in no small part because Joe is such a competent, receptive, and gracious collaborator. We all hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we enjoyed creating it. 
Original lyrics by Joe Stroffolino (and Michele Ansani):
When I was thirteen I picked up my first guitar
it was my mother's, it only had one nylon string 
I tried to play it like a rock star
I learned to play the Coca-Cola jingle
So I could teach the world to sing
When I was fourteen, I put on six new strings
I learned to play Beatles, I learned a Bob Dylan song
I sounded out of tune but I tried to carry on
At fifteen I wrote my first original tune 
So bad it sounded like it might have been written by a baboon
When I was sixteen, I got a new guitar for my birthday
The metal strings sawed through my fingers 
But I continued to play
And the calluses formed and every day I learned a brand new chord
I was obsessed with that guitar and I never grew bored.
I wrote songs every day and most of them were a mess
But I believed that through hard work, I could achieve success
Malcom Gladwell wrote a book that said it takes ten thousand hours
To become and expert at your craft
But now all it takes is two commands and an enter
And in two minutes you have ten versions of the same damn new song,
You just have to choose the type
folk, rock, rap, pop, metal, jazz, trap or blues.
You don't even need to write the lyrics, 
your push a few buttons let the AI choose.
And people will think your songs are great even though you didn’t write or play a single note.
When I was 20, I did my first concert, it was time
it occurred in a village square
there were four cats all friends of mine
I was still using the plectrum and sometimes I got the chords wrong
at thirty I finally wrote what I thought was a decent song
It had a very well thought out structure
And a catchy vibe and beat
It was overly verbose but when I played it people tapped their feet
In my forties I stopped wasting my time
Work was more fun I was doing just fine

Artificial Intelligence

Sweeps

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