Mega Mix Tape 14

Related tracks: butterfingers

Related tracks: Sound of the Speed of Loneliness(John Prine Cover)

PS Perkins: Guitars, bass, vocals, samples
R Thomas: Drums, percussion, keyboards, kitchen gamelan
Mixed & Mastered by Mystic Tape Deck

More experience here: https://mystictapedeck.com/bards/the-technician/


LYRICS:
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The flashing light is indicating error, error
A wave of fear, a rumbling of terror, terror
Push the button, summon the repairer, repairer
The technician!

Arriving on the scene
Resequencing the gene
Talking to the machine
With a list of simple rules
And a tidy bag of tools
Who will save the helpless fools?
Who will save them? Who will save them?
The technician.

As the only unit who is fit to, fit to
The technician has identified the issue, issue
The virus is in the soft tissue, tissue
The technician!

There’s a bump in the road
There’s a bug in the code
A system overload
There’s a fly in the soup
A redirection loop
There’s a dupe within the group
Who will save them, who will save them?
The technician.

The mechanical voice repeating warning, warning
The broken beings all aborning, ‘borning
This cannot wait until the morning, morning
The technician!

With a flinging of the dung
And a twisting of the tongue
The ladder skips a rung
The clock has slipped a gear
With the deadline drawing near
Have no worries, know no fear
Who will save us? WHO WILL SAVE US?
The technician.

BARDS:Of The Shimmering Seraphs

The Technician

This one was originally inspired by a song by Ocie and Elliot who are a male-female duo and both singers. In one of their songs the female vocal harmonises over the male main vocal all the way through the song. I really wanted to try that too.
This is a duet.... my first duet. Mark 'doesn't sing' but here is this song! And for this one, Mark wrote the lyrics, also a very rare event.
Enjoy!

Into the Deep Blue

This is an old song, originally written in 1992 or '93 while on a hitchhiking trip through the Nevada desert from Boise to Tucson Arizona. It took my friend and I eight days on the road to travel about 700 miles. 

The title is a reference to the two of us standing on opposite sides of the highway, willing to take a ride any direction as long as it got us out of there. It's about desperation, resignation, freedom, harassment, and finding beauty in the midst of extremes.

It is an experience I will personally never forget, and I have written the story once before but it was destroyed when a computer crashed and literally caught on fire before I could print it.

In the last few years I have started to try and tackle writing it again, and I stalled out a bit. Maybe revisiting this song will help inspire me to finish   documenting the tale?

You can read what there is of it here: https://twowaythumb.wordpress.com/

Ron and I originally recorded this song with our old band Godzoundz, but it was only ever released on a very limited cassette run. We decided a while back that we should chip away at re-recording these songs and try to give them their due as it was all pretty deep underground back then. So here's the first one of those.

Our basement studio flooded a couple weeks ago and production has been temporarily slowed, so we thought we'd trot out some of these oddities and misfits while we chip away at reworking our studio and getting it put back together. Hope you enjoy!

Godzoundz

Two Way Thumb

Taken from the upcoming STA debut album "Rock and Roll Kills" (2024)
Youtube link: https://youtu.be/1drueM8F0Hc

lyrics:
butterfingers
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I heard this story a long time ago
i heard it before, and now i am long gone

I faced my demons and now i'm back strong
not headstrong, at some point i was wrong

butterfingers, we lost control
we slipped away and run away

i cross my fingers, we won't mess it up 
again this time, i hope you'll be fine

you were so sloppy and gave it up
i hope you remember, that i was your crutch

next thing you know, was to lose control
and now you crawl, to save your soul
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(c)&(p), all rights reserved, STA 2023.

Rock and Roll Kills

butterfingers

Music by Hermit Da-Ko: https://soundcloud.com/hermit-da-ko
Vocals by Cosmic Keanu
Mastered by Hobocop https://soundcloud.com/metrocityrecords

Creeping Death - Metallica Cover (Music by Hermit Da-Ko) An OfficerMurphy Master

Ghosts Of My Past

So this song takes the idea of home and expands it outward beyond conventional ideological boundaries of what a home might be. Some of this may sound odd, in the sense of 4 walls, a floor, and a roof as home. So where might our home be? Out beyond our neighborhood perhaps, the region where we live, the continent we’re on, maybe our planet, or somewhere in the cosmos? If we settle on a suitable idea that is somewhat believable for us, it may be that our ‘home’ is, at the very least, the planet we live on. Our home planet. So wherever we go on Earth, we are home, as the song suggests. Please bear with me on this, as it may get a bit allegorical: I like that idea of this larger sense of home, as we might not dump trash, sewage, and all sorts of toxins inside our home, or pollute our home in other ways. We may begin to see what a large, incredible family we have at home. Don’t ya think? It may allow us to get along with each other a little better than we have been? (As an example, you should see me with me with my family at times, it can be frustrating… hee-hee.) We probably wouldn’t set off/drop so many bombs and blast the crap out of our home like we do now, if we saw the Earth as our home. Or ignorantly flood or burn down our home, in our stubborn refusal to appreciate the reality of what it takes to maintain a home like Earth. If we come back to the idea of a conventional home, well there’s all sorts of problems with that too. Here are some of them. Some of us have homes, some of us don’t. There are many reasons for that. Some of us have lost our homes. Some of us do not like our homes, some of us never leave our homes. Some of us despise each other for not having homes, or having too many homes, or having too large of a home, etc…. Where do we feel at home these days with the state of homeability or lack there of? My conventional home, allows me to live here, be that wherever it may be for any of us. Anyway, this song also gave me the opportunity to dust off my mandolin and recorder, as they pretty much sat there all summer with long faces wondering what I was up to. So now they’re happy and I hope this song shares some of their happiness with you….. m

Lammbone's Album

Going Home

どうしてでしょう、不可能なことは何もありません
image: AlemCoksa

Pourquoi Pas, Rien N'est Impossible (why not, nothing is impossible)

I decided to use nylon strings on the two electric acoustic guitars I own. One day, after purchasing it online and overcoming some challenges, I dozed off for a while. Then I suddenly got up and started playing the blues, intending to tune it. I thought it wasn't that bad, so I just recorded it using a microphone. Since it's an electric acoustic guitar, it has a pickup, but I decided not to use it this time. The decision was made that it might be better to record with a microphone to take advantage of the tones of the nylon strings.

A7/D7/A7/A7
D7/D7/A7/A7
E7/D7/A7/E7

Winter Night Monologue - A7 blues

Winter Night Monologue - A7 blues  (SOLO) with a gut-string guitar

Recorded in Modesto, Ca. Bass Steve Roy Drummondville, Canada. Percussion Sergio Parraga, Spain.  Steinway Acoustic Piano rhythm. Gibson L5 Electric Guitar rhythm. Roland Synthesizer Bass. Alto Saxophone solo.  Horn section Alto, Tenor, Baritone saxophones, Trumpet. Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Trap Drum set full kit. Percussion Tambourine, Ago go Bells, Timbales, Cowbell. Crash Cymbal.

Candy Apple

Ear Candy

Sound of the Speed of Loneliness(John Prine Cover)

Written, Recorded, Composed and Produced by Dan

Home Sweet Home

Where the heartbroken go. A more luxurious and upscale Heartbreak Hotel. Rooms now available...
Lyrics:
The problem with love that I see
Is that we're just watching each other
Watch ourselves
On each other's feed
That's just about as useful as a bag full of
Donkey teeth
I know a place that you can stay for a month or a week
They have a teardrop shaped pool
And a Bartender who's cool
His name is Hank
He's got a sympathetic ear
And a heavy hand as he pours your drink

(Chorus)Oh yeah, wouldn't you know
I'm back at heartbreak chateau

The clientele around here
The women scantily clad
I bet she don't take tax deductions on clothes!
Doing something nice 
You turn it into a vice
I remember the days
When you and I
We would go out and chase the light
You were right!
And I was wrong
Hank, I'll take another drink
And get one for Marisol in the sarong.
(chorus)

You know, every room here it comes with a view
Of the LA river
And what you should and should not do
I hear commotion from down the hall
(Fake Jasper Johns on the wall)
I'm fussing
And fighting
And crying
And screaming my life out
All night
Baby, let me come home!
To explain it in the language of love
Broyer du noir  (translated French: To crush some darkness/ I am sad)
Oh yeah, wouldn't you know
I'm back at heartbreak chateau

Heartbreak Chateau

Memory Foam

Instruments & Mix: PJ Project
Vocal & Lyrics: Janne Hennie
Music:  PJ Project & Janne Hennie  

Lyrics:
Wasted tears, for so many years
With degrading voices in my head

But i was wrong, in fact I'm really strong!
I need to stop tearing myself down..

i am good enough as i am
Upbuilding voices will be my new friend..

My old has to go, its time to grow
I will plant a budding voice inside me..

Cause i was wrong, in fact I'm really strong!
i need to stop tearing myself down..

I am good enough as i am
Upbuilding voices will be my new friend..

I was wrong, in fact I'm really strong!
I need to stop tearing myself down..

I am good enough as i am
Upbuilding voices will be my new friend..

Brighter days, a smile upon my face
That's what I'm going for from now on

Cause i was wrong, in fact I'm really strong!
I need to stop tearing myself down..

I am good enough as i am
Upbuilding voices will be my new friend....

Good Enough  W/PJ Project

“Gina, the new album is amazing. You are such a wonderful, wonderful artist. You and Mark really compliment each other - it sounds like you just lie down in his soundscapes. Your lyrics are fantastic. Wow!” - Ben Fogarty (fan)

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Watchglass are a duo who like exploring 
musical directions and having fun making songs and albums. We have been working as a partnership since 2017, or most of the time since then. Gina is the singer and lyricist. Mark is the guitarist and everything else and makes the songs and is the one who Gina will forever hold responsible for showing her she could not only sing well enough to front a band but also write passable, and sometimes even excellent songs.... Happily we found each other again after a longish split. 

Our 4 albums since reuniting in June 2022 are:

Every Conversation in June 
“The album plays out like one long, slightly spooky fairy tale…A magic spell drifting in from lands unknown, Every Conversation in June is a quiet marvel.” - JE Keyes, Chief Editor Bandcamp Daily

Only Watching Clouds. 

Beautiful Dust-
“delightfully enigmatic pop songs built from enchanting melodies and eternal optimism.” - Ben Salmon (Bandcamp Daily)
“as hushed and evocative as a ghost story whispered around a campfire.”- JE Keyes, Chief Editor Bandcamp Daily

Raw Colours 
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