The Misfit

Fanfare for the Common Conman- Short Movie main theme. Now everyday on Youtube

This is the story of a conman who became president of his country by mistake or mishap. Who knows. His government cabinet is filled of idiots secretaries telling him every morning how good a leader he is and the hundreds of millions of lives he saved because of his drugs policy and so ON and so ON to the point that he believe all the BS and flattery they tell him. Unfortunately for him the rest of the world leaders are well educated.  Moreover they posses the obligation bonds of the commercial debt of the country of this conman president. Does he really have all the good cards in his hands to start a commercial war against the world? We shall see!

“This story is a work of fiction. Any similarity to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events, is purely coincidental.”

Music: Syrel
Photography: Meta AI

Musical notes: It is not clear if the “Fanfare for the Common Cold” by P.D.Q. Bach (1807-1742)? Exhumed by The Professor Peter Schickele was written before or after the “Fanfare for the Common Man” by Aaron Copland in 1942. Something sure is that the “Fanfare for the Common Conman” by Syrel was written in 2025 and should be considered just as a Corny Joke.

Fanfare for the Common Conman

20-5-2025

The Feathered Crown is a card of pride, loss, and the aftermath of hubris. It draws upon two rich veins of folklore — the Appalachian belief in a feathered crown found beneath a dying person’s pillow, and the ancient myth of the Sirens and the Muses. Together, these stories form a layered symbol of reckoning, the echoes of lost glory, and the burdens of victory.

In Appalachian tradition, discovering a tightly woven feathered crown in a pillow was often seen as a sign that the soul of the deceased had passed to heaven, a mysterious mark of spiritual judgment. In mythology, after the Muses defeated the Sirens in a singing contest, the Sirens were stripped of their wings as punishment for their arrogance. The Muses, triumphant, wove the plucked feathers into radiant crowns — symbols of their victory but also of the destruction they wrought.

This card stands at the intersection of triumph and regret. It speaks of victories that come at a cost, the spoils of conquest weighed down by lingering guilt or sorrow. The Feathered Crown reminds us that success without humility invites ruin. It asks whether our pursuits of recognition or superiority are worth the burdens we carry in their wake.

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Drums, Percussion, Keyboards: Ron Thomas
Guitars, Bass, Banjo, Lyre, Vocals, Midi: PS Perkins

Mixed and mastered by Mystic Tape Deck
Dedicated to Josephine of the Mouse Folk

LYRICS
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I saw your feathered crown, the one you keep under your pillow
Did you think that you could hide it from me?
As you don your supple plumage, tell me did you win it truly
From the fairest maidens of Persephone?
Are your songs of grief and woe, are they songs of deep regret?
With feathers plucked from silvery Sirens wings?
Or from the tails of rainbow ravens perching just outside your window
Waiting for the passing ships to hear them sing
Waiting for the passing ships to hear you sing

Dashed upon the rotten rocks of harpy limbed nightingales
Where tides resound with death inducing cries
As the sailors climb and clamor for a seat upon the razor
And a melody to cling to as they die
Rejoicing in the arts of their inglorious ease,
Freely frolic where the churning waters flow
Diving from the clifftops, splashing down into the seas below
Charming in both poetry and prose
Alluring in both poetry and prose

Whosoever dare to wear the feathers in their hair
Like the parrot and the magpie in a cage
That we may divert our stare from the circling of the bear
While standing proud upon the heavens final stage
When the starry sisters nine, with their bellies full of wine
Have bested you at your own foolish games
And the ships all passing by which now leave you there to die
Having never even known your given names
Having never even known your real names

I saw your feathered crown, the one you keep under your pillow
Did you think that you could hide it from me?
Oh, Josephine, you should have known better.

The Feathered Crown

phot by fr0gyy5 available free at unsplash

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Some say the sky is blue
cause it shines up down from below
but the clouds don't care.
They'd just as soon go anywhere
and I'd like to be like that, too.
I'd like to be like that, too.

She go down, up the bend
through the lowland.
She go through, over the tree
bent on down, one knee
with headlamps passing.
She keep on walking
til she finds me.

She talked a bum into making
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over at the general store.

She would not run.
She kept on laughing
as the firetruck did roar
as all them firetrucks did roar.

Once, I saw her
looking down a keyhole
up the floor, some balcony hotel.
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On the other side of the door.
Way up on the other side of the door.

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