cool combination with the male and female vocalists (I like how they are at comparable volume)

Cunning masculine vocal presence! XIAN3, Perky Psychedelic bubbling vocal tease, by Suzanne!! Love the originality! Sonic Floats effortlessly! ;)

A big thank you to „The Neighbor“ for playing the guitars and to SuZanne Ledwith for this great and special vocal appearance, thank you so much…
Please take a closer listen to her work, it's amazing:

https://soundcloud.com/suzanne-ledwith 



Bubbles

1.
Some bubbles don’t have the slightest clue
What public relation is capable to do
That  we don’t really know what we want
Because the real free will is not at hand
Some bubbles are just notorious
They tell you that they’re great and glorious

If you believe in what they’re bubbling of
If you believe in what they’re bubbling of
If you believe in that 
If you believe in what they are bubbling of

It still might just be
A product of the PR-industry

2.
Some bubbles think they’re superior
Consider all others inferior
They’ll never ever gonna get it why
Other bubbles can be LGTBI
Some bubbles are just really dumb
Thinking their leaders have the biggest trump

If you believe in what they are babbling of
You think you’ re entertained with lots of laugh
If you believe in that
If you believe in what they are babbling of

This works everywhere the same
Think!
Propaganda was it’s name
All of us just might be 
Influenced by the PR-industry

3.
Some bubbles are just smaller than
Other bubbles who are taller and
Some bubbles are just intolerant
They’re not indifferent `bout the difference
Some bubbles are just really tough
They never ever seem to get enough

If you believe in what they’re bubbling of
If you believe in what they’re babbling of
If you believe in that
If you’d believe in that

This works everywhere the same
Think!
Propaganda was its name
All of us just might be 
Influenced by the PR-industry

out
But if you’d think that there is something more
That there’ s a force that is in all of us
There might be a chance for us
If you believe in, if you believe in
Love

Up in the North
Down in the South
Deep in the West
And far in the East

Bubbles (ft. SuZanne Ledwith and The Neighbor)

As the old Soviet joke goes, “In the Soviet Union, we know what the future holds. It’s the past that’s always changing.”      (lyrics below, after the song description)                                             
                                                     ****************
In this small, quaint college town, the town-gown relationship, for most of the 150 plus years since the college’s founding, had been productive.  The town benefited economically,  & students appreciated the town's charm, history & heritage.   Often on sunny days, classes of students would visit the park at the downtown square, brought by their history professors to learn not only of the town's history, but also about eleven young local men lost in America's Civil War, memorialized by the modest statue of a lone soldier, who had stood like a sentry at the the park's entrance since 1905.

But times change, don't they...
                                                   ********************

More Americans died in the American Civil War than in any other war in our country's history, including each of the World Wars.  In my song, the word "Daughters" references the Daughters Of The Confederacy, a women's civic group formed in the 1890's by daughters (and wives & nieces) of men lost in that war.  The attached picture is the inscription on the base of a statue of a uniformed soldier, standing in a park in Dallas, Georgia, a small town 30 miles northwest of Atlanta.
                                                            



Lyrics....
My name is McKenzie, and Jenkins and Embry,
And eight other names you still hear in these parts,
For over a century, I stood quiet at the entry,
On East Main into Lafayette Park,
A plaque was engraved, told why I was placed,
On those gardened grounds,
In this Small American Town.

Commissioned in 1905,
By the Daughters for fathers who died,
I was erected to honor eleven so bold,
Not a single one knowing he’d never grow old,
On these boys account I’d forever stand proud,
Stand sturdy & stout,
In this Small American Town.

The kids from the college on Heritage Hill,
Would hold class in the park’s warm sunshine,
They learned of this cruel war we waged with ourselves,
How 600,000 had died,
And of eleven from here just about their age,
Small farmers & blacksmiths & craftsmen by trade,
None fought for cotton, not one owned a slave,
And they learned why the Daughters placed me on that mound,
To keep those boys’ memories around,
In this Small American Town.

But enlightened new students don’t meet in that space,
Through new glasses old wars just don’t look the same,
Now scholars say men who went off to that war,
Fought not out of duty, but hate,
I feared I’d be forgotten by Heritage Hill,
Yesterday’s soldiers, obscure battlefields,
But alas, rearranged history determined my fate,
                          **************
Wise men have long warned of changing the past,
Of purges & vengeance & iconoclasts,
Then one fateful night there was smoke rolling down from the Hill,

Quickly surrounded by torches of fire,
Cursing & spitting & rage in the air,
Rope round my shoulders, a cheer by the crowd,
I came crashing down to the ground….
                         **************
An uneasy quiet in the town since that day,
Hushed conversations about how things have changed,
But up on the Hill it’s all smiles & goodwill,
For it’s the 2nd weekend in May,
Ceremonial speeches, awards all around,
Uncles & aunts & parents in town,
To watch the sweet children who torched & burned me to the ground,
Be awarded their caps & their gowns,
In this Small American Town.

Small American Town

I usually don't sit on unreleased tracks... but this one started last Winter as a proposed collaboration that never came together. After giving it another listen recently, it resonated with me as an especially good track to put out during the week of the Summer Solstice! This is my favorite time of year and I'm finding there is something really nostalgic about this one. Once again the minilogue xd is heavily featured.

Cover image credit to Richard Rydge (CC BY-NC-ND 2.0), found on Flickr.

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