Electric Garage Demos Independant Music Label - Experimental Avant-Garde Electronic Music and More

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Intro

The concept for this label came out of the old garage days of music, where bands would practice in garages, and record their stuff on some TASCAM 4 track.  They would then proceed to replicate their tapes on a “duplicator”, like their parents dual tape stereo.  On occasion, they would venture to a “Local studio” – usually in someone’s bedroom or trailer, and make their demo.  Sometimes they would “spurge” and buy a bulk of these cheep white 99 cent tapes, and maybe some cheep flimsy plastic covers to mass produce their stuff.

This MP3 “label” is based off that concept: that not everyone is going to mass produce their artisanship, mostly because our recourses are limited.  We don’t have the allowances or the parents open pockets to go burn the $50 to record and mass duplicate our “masterpiece”.

Electric Garage Demos finds pleasure in doing things the old way.  Yes, the equipment is a little different, but the spirit is the same.  This is a bare bones, grass roots, indie label full of music hobbyists, recorded in garages, home offices, and make-shift bedroom studios.

Genre Artists
Variations These albums are from a group that calls themselves "21 Inventions". They also did the What child is this, but decided 13 variations was enough
Easy Listening includes: Hymns of Nature, Phloide, and the Lonely Piano
Experimental Barn includes: Dr Zaius Presents: Huxley's Monkeys and the Classical Deconstruction, Beurdoax Fozle Qosletong, Phloide.com, Pachelbel ala Mode
Rock includes: Phloide, Overdrive

The price for the albums for sale is up to you. The pricing options generally start at 1.99 and go to 9.99 (based on the artist's requirements for compensation). You determine how much you can and/or want to dish out.

If you are in need of music for your media project, PLEASE contact us. We are not overly-pricy with the license thing, especially if you are doing any sort of college project.

If you are a home musician/hobbyist, and would like to have your music featured here, please drop us an email! Our biggest requirement is that you should have a copy of What About Bob (or at least hope to one day own a copy). Many of our artists own multiple copies!

If you are looking for a fundraiser, please let us know!

Our Guarantee: If your mp3 breaks within the first 30 days, we will refund your money (minus S&H).

De Colores and RazzleFlabbenz
SWVA #15
TO Paul

Joe

 

 

This site is in remembrance of St. Pilatus
Who once was a child with a dream
thought he found his dream
fell into a machine that stole his dream,
ripped away his hope
and eventually stole his life

we are the dreamers, and we cannot forget our own

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Variations

  • <- Overview ->
  • Twinkle Twinkle Little Star - 21
  • Pachelbel Meets...
  • Pachelbel - 21
  • What Child Is This
  • What Child Is This With Nature

Overview

This section contains albums of unique variations on familiar tunes.

Variations can vary from techno to new age, blues to rock.

21 Inventions of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star also contains renditions of Mozart's 12 variations of Ah! vous dirai-je, Maman

Pachelbel Meets... contains variations of Canon in D mixed with contemporary pieces

21 Inventions of Pachelbel's Canon in D is by far the most popular piece in this collection, having sold hundreds of albums and thousands of singles.

What Child is This was designed around using a mixture of different genres and time signatures. It has 2 variations - one with Nature Sounds, and one with just instruments.

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21 Inventions
21 Inventions of
Twinkle Twinkle Little Star

This album came out of an admiration for Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, and the multiple variations and inventions that laid in the simple melody. It also includes re-inventions of Mozart's 12 Variations on "Ah! vous dirai-je, Maman" (the melody that Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, ABC, Baa Baa Black sheep, Drive Drive Drive your Car, and others are set to)

1: Twinkle Twinkle Little Star Domain Techno in Minor Key
2: Twinkle Twinkle Little Neutron Hammer Dulcimer
3: Twinkle Twinkle Little Blue Straggler Organ, bass, and Piano folk/bar
4: Twinkle Twinkle Little Magnetar Metal/hard rock
5: Twinkle Twinkle Little Mobius Star Ambient Techno
6: Twinkle Twinkle Little Aurora Borealis String Quartet
7: Twinkle Twinkle Little Black Hole Celestial Ambient/New Age
8: Twinkle Twinkle Little Highland Star Bag Pipes, Highland Drums
9: Twinkle Twinkle Little Canon Star mellow Guitar, Cello, violin, with a salute to Canon in D
10: Twinkle Twinkle Little Dark Wave Star Dark Gothy Techno in Minor Key
11: Twinkle Twinkle Little Starfish Peppy Piano, Cello and Flute in 5/4 Time signature
12: Twinkle Twinkle Little Bells of Orion Bells
13: Twinkle Twinkle Little Betelgeuse Boogie Sax, piano and bass with a boogie/blues feel
14: Twinkle Twinkle Little Deathstar very obnoxious techno
15: Twinkle Twinkle Little Celestial Waltzer Dulcimer, oboe, flute waltz
16: Twinkle Twinkle Little Polaris Celestial Ambient/New Age in Minor Key
17: Twinkle Twinkle Little Lute of Pythagoras Techno in 5/4 Time signature
18: Twinkle Twinkle Little Kleene Star Highland-ish variation with bass, accordion, etc
19: Twinkle Twinkle Little Runaway Star distorted techno variation with issues
20: Twinkle Twinkle Little Bok Globules Sax, oboe, string bass in Minor Key
21: Twinkle Twinkle Little Modal Star piano in the different modalities (fairly minimalist and obnoxious)
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21 Inventions
Pachelbel Meets...
Canon in D with Contemporary Tunes
  • Pachelbel Meets One Tin Soldier
  • Pachelbel Meets Puff The Majic Dragon
  • Hotel Pachelbel
  • Pachelbel Meets Seek ye First, As The Deer
  • Pachelbel Meets To Obey is Better than Sacrifice
  • Pachelbel Meets In My Life, Lord
  • Pachelbel's Journey
  • Pachelbel Meets White Nights & The Rose
  • Pachelbel Meets 9 o'clock on a Saturday
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21 Inventions
21 Inventions in Canon in D

This Album came out of a love for Pachelbel's Canon in D Major (aka Kanon und Gigue in D-Dur für drei Violinen und Basso Continuo, AKA Canon and Gigue in D major for three Violins with Bass Acompanyment), and a love for a unique mixture of sounds and styles. Multiple Time signatures, Modes, genres, rhythms, instruments, etc, were incorporated, including waltz, 5/4 time, cut time, Minor, Locrian, Chromatic, banjos, harp, guitar, piano, organ, flute, synth, accordion, whales, birds, and more.

Way, way, way long ago, when this album first came out, it was called Pachelbel's Journey, and was about a gnome named Pachelbel and his mystical journey.

Entering the Presence Folksy/ bar music style piano oriented variation of Canon in D
Music Box Repetitive theme over arpeggiation and rhythmic synths
Highland Waltz Waltzy, celtish variation of Canon in D with forest sounds
Reflection Repetitive themes over sea sounds
Groovy D techno, syncopated variation over sea sounds
Into the Unknown Acoustic Guitar with Haunting voice and Flutes over a variation in D minor
Out of Control Silly obnoxious variation at full speed
Dancing Starfish Orchestral, regal version in 5/4
Babushka's BBQ Poppy, silly variation that incorporates Santa Clause is Coming to town
Lady Locrian Odd variation in Locrian modality over sea sounds
Return to Joy Peppy variation with repetitive theme that builds layer on layer
The Race Silly variation that increases in speed using alternative melodies to the standard themes
Under the Bridge Bluesy waltz with sax solo
The Unveiling Haunting simple minor variation
Return of the Starfish Poppy rendition of Canon in D in 5/4
Chromatosis Twisted minimalist rendition using chromatic scales
Meditation Regal, haunting, variation with repetitive themes
Troll Jam Jazzy variation with organ solo
Ponderance simple arpeggiated variation of the chord structure of Canon in D over bird sounds
A Life Worth Living Bouncy variation with syncopated rhythms
Beyond the Veil Reflective, semi regal, sanctuary like feel with space noises
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21 Inventions
What Child is This: Variations on a Theme

This album contains multiple variations of What Child is This in various time signatures, including: 3/4, 4/4, 5/4 and 6/4. It then uses those time signatures and embraces various ambiances, including Piano, Orchestral, Electronic, Rock, and Bells.

On the Rock variation, one of the musicians tried to include a Moody Blues/ Chili Peppers bass line. It's your call if he did it justice...

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21 Inventions
What Child is this
with Nature Soundscape

This is, for the most part, the same as the previous album, but it was placed over a Nature backdrop. One of the things that was done to alter the music was the removal of most of the drums (so it didn't give the feel as though they were trying to beat down little woodland creatures...)

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Easy Listening

  • <- Overview ->
  • Reflections
  • Hymns of Nature
  • Songs of the Wedding
  • Dark And Stormy Night V1
  • Dark And Stormy Night V2
  • * Hymns I *

Overview

This section contains pieces of art that are New Age, Ambient, Folk, Hymnal and other various forms of Easy Listening (though some would argue calling Phloide trying to sing "Easy Listening").

Reflections is a New Age release by Phloide. This album was released after the noise driven Worm As I, designed to be a contrast in design

Hymns of Nature is an arrangement of hymns over the sounds of Nature.

Songs of the Wedding are instrumental arrangements of contemporary Christian songs (plus a rendition of Legends of the Fall)

It Was a Dark and Stormy Night (V1 & V2) are alternative folk pieces put out by Phloide, featuring The Lonely Piano

 

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Phloide
Reflections

This album tells a musical journey through life, and then concludes by playing the entire album in reverse, taking us back to where we begin. The album titles and motifs reflect the artists unique studies and observations of the world around him.

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Hymns of Nature
All Creatures of our God and King

The original name of the duo that worked on this was "Carpets and Dolphins", based off of the mispronunciation of their last names by kindergarten children (but rarely does anyone ever do random searches for "Carpets" and "Dolphins"). Carpets is an organ player, as well as a teacher of Preschool and Kindergartners. Dolphins is an institutional programmer, and a former college flunky (though he eventually went back and redeemed himself...)

This is an album they did together as a chance to do something that they both enjoy: she got to play hymns, and he got to mess around with his programs.

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Hymns of Nature
Songs From the Wedding

These songs are a collection of songs Carpets and Dolphins did for their own wedding. It's in the same order that it appears on the wedding video. Like with their other projects, Carpets did the "playing" and Dolphins did the "arranging".

The more contemporary it sounds, the more likely Carpets chose it. The more "hippie / Jesus People" it sounds, the more likely Dolphins chose it. But they agreed on all of them.

We Fall Down
Words and Music by Chris Tomlin

We fall down
We lay our crowns
At the feet of Jesus

The greatness of
Your Mercy and love
At the feet of Jesus

And we cry holy, holy, holy
And we cry holy, holy, holy
And we cry holy, holy, holy
Is the lamb

We fall down
We lay our crowns
At the feet of Jesus

The greatness of
Mercy and love
At the feet of Jesus

And we cry holy, holy, holy
And we cry holy, holy, holy
And we cry holy, holy, holy
Is the lamb

And we cry holy, holy, holy
And we cry holy, holy, holy
And we cry holy, holy, holy
Is the lamb

Before The Throne of God Above
Words and Music by Vikki Cook, Charities Bancroft

Before the throne of God above
I have a strong and perfect plea.
A great high Priest whose Name is Love
Who ever lives and pleads for me.

My name is graven on His hands,
My name is written on His heart.
I know that while in heaven He stands
No tongue can bid me thence depart.

When Satan tempts me to despair
And tells me of the guilt within,
Upward I look and see Him there
Who made an end of all my sin.

Because the sinless Savior died
My sinful soul is counted free.
For God the just is satisfied
To look on Him and pardon me.

Behold Him there the risen Lamb,
My perfect spotless righteousness,
The great unchangeable I AM,
King of glory and of grace,

One in Himself I cannot die.
My soul is purchased by His blood,
My life is hid with Christ on high,
With Christ my Savior and my God!

Don’t You Wish You Had the Answers
Keith Green

Look out your window, see the earth.
Where did it come from, who gave it birth.
Where did it come from, where will it go, where will it go?
Don't you wish you had the answers, well, I know.

See how the rain falls, who made the sky?
It's never ending, and you wonder why.
Where did it come from, where will it go, where will it go?
Don't you wish you had the answers, well I know.

Just look out past the stars, look to the one who put them there.
He, He made them all, and He gave them to us to share.
Yes He made them all, and He's gonna take them all back someday.

Don't you just wonder, what lies ahead?
There's peace in knowing, what Jesus said.

Where did you come from? Where will you go, where will you go?
Don't you wish you had the answers?
Don't you wish you had the answers?
Don't you wish you had the answers?
Well, I know.

Legends of the Fall
composed by James Horner

All The Heavens
Lyrics by Mark Lee / Music by Third Day

As Your children gather in peace
All the angels sing in Heaven
In Your temple all that I seek
Is to glimpse Your holy presence

All the heavens cannot hold You, Lord
How much less to dwell in me?
I can only make my one desire
Holding on to Thee

All the angels exalt You on high
What a kingdom to depart!
But You left Your throne in the sky
Just to live inside my heart

I will always make my one desire
Holding on to Thee 

Arms of Love
Craig Musseau

I sing a simple song of love
To my Savior, to my Jesus.
I'm grateful for the things You've done,
My loving Savior, my precious Jesus.

My heart is glad that You've called me Your own.
There's no place I'd rather be than 

In Your arms of love,
In Your arms of love.
Holding me still, holding me near,
In Your arms of love.

O Lord, You’re Beautiful
Keith Green

Oh Lord, You're beautiful
Your face is all I seek.
For when Your eyes are on this child,
Your grace abounds to me.

Oh Lord, You're beautiful
Your face is all I seek.
For when Your eyes are on this child.
Your grace abounds to me.

I want to take Your Word and shine it all around;
First, help me just to live it, Lord.
And when I'm doing well
Help me to never seek a crown;
For my reward is giving glory to You.

Oh Lord, please light the fire
that once burned bright and clear
Replace the lamp of my first
love that burns with holy fear

Oh Lord, You're beautiful
Your face is all I seek.
For when Your eyes are on this child
Your grace abounds to me.
Your grace abounds to me.

There is a Redeemer
Keith Green

There is a redeemer,
Jesus, God’s own Son,
Precious Lamb of God, messiah,
Holy one,

Jesus my redeemer,
Name above all names,
Precious Lamb of God, messiah,
Oh, for sinners slain.

Thank you oh my Father,
For giving us Your Son,
And leaving your spirit,
til the work on earth is done.

When I stand in glory,
I will see his face,
And there I’ll serve my king forever,
In that holy place.

Thank you oh my Father,
For giving us Your Son,
And leaving your spirit,
til the work on earth is done.

There is a redeemer,
Jesus, God’s own Son,
Precious Lamb of God, messiah,
Holy one,

Thank you oh my Father,
For giving us Your Son,
And leaving your spirit,
til the work on earth is done.

And leaving your spirit,
till the work on earth is done.

How Great Are You Lord
Words and Music by Lynn DeShazo

How great are You Lord
How great is Your mercy
How great are the things
That You have done for me

How great are You Lord
You loving kindness
Is filling my heart as I sing
How great are You Lord

How great is Your love
It reaches to the heavens
How great is the heart
That sought and rescued me

Rushing Wind
Keith Green

Rushing wind blow through this temple,
Blowing out the dust within,
Come and breathe you breath upon me,
I’ve been born again.

Holy Spirit, I surrender,
take me where you want to go,
Plant me by your living water,
Plant me deep so I can grow.

Jesus, you’re the one, who sets my spirit free,
Use me Lord, glorify, Your holy name through me.

Separate me from this world lord.
Sanctify my life for you.

Daily change me to your image,
Help me bear good fruit.

Every day you’re drawing closer.
Trials come to test my faith.

But when all is said and done lord,
You know, it was worth the wait.

Jesus, you’re the one, who set my spirit free,
Use me lord, glorify, your holy name through me.

Rushing wind blow through this temple,
Blowing out the dust within,
Come and breathe you breath upon me,
For I’ve been born again.

Breathe
Marie Barnett

This is the air I breathe, this is the air I breathe
Your holy presence living in me
This is my daily bread, this is my daily bread
Your every word spoken to me

And I--------, I'm desperate for You
And I--------, I'm lost without You

Be Unto Your Name
Written by: Lynn DeShazo & Gary Sadler

We are a moment, You are forever.
Lord of the ages, God before time.
We are a vapor, You are eternal.
Love everlasting, reigning on high.

Holy, holy Lord God Almighty
Worthy is the Lamb who was slain.
Highest praises, honor, and glory
Be  unto Your name,  be unto Your name.

We are the broken, You are the healer
Jesus Redeemer, mighty to save.
You are the love song, we'll sing forever
Bowing before You, blessing Your name.

Grace By Which I Stand
Keith Green

Lord, the feelings are not the same,
I guess I’m older, I guess I’ve changed.

And how I wish it had been explained,
that as you’re growing you must remember,

That nothing lasts, except the grace of God, by which I stand, in Jesus.
I know that I would surely fall away, except for grace, by which I’m saved.

Lord, I remember that special way,
I vowed to serve You, when it was brand new.

But like peter, I can’t even watch and pray, one hour with You,
And I bet, I could deny you too.

But nothing lasts, except the grace of God, by which I stand, in Jesus.
Im sure that my whole life would waste away, except for grace, by which I’m saved.

But nothing lasts, except the grace of God, by which I stand, in Jesus.
I know that I would surely fall away, except for grace, by which I’m saved.

Be Still
David J. Evans

Be still, for the presence of the Lord,
the Holy One is here.
Come, bow before Him now,
with reverence and fear.

In Him no sin is found,
we stand on holy ground.

Be still, for the presence of the Lord,
the Holy One is here.

Be still, for the glory of the Lord,
is shining all around.

He burns with holy fire,
with splendour He is crowned.

How awesome is the sight,
our radiant King of Light!

Be still, for the glory of the Lord,
is shining all around.

Be still, for the power of the Lord,
is moving in this place.
He comes to cleanse and heal,
to minister His grace.

No work too hard for Him,
in faith receive from Him.

Be still, for the power of the Lord,
is moving in this place.

Pass It On
Words and music by Kurt Kaiser

It only takes a spark to get a fire going,
And soon all those around can warm up in its glowing;

That's how it is with God's Love,
Once you've experienced it,
Your spread the love to everyone
You want to pass it on.

What a wondrous time is spring,
When all the tress are budding
The birds begin to sing,
the flowers start their blooming;

That's how it is with God's love,
Once you've experienced it.
You want to sing, it's fresh like spring,
You want to pass it on.

I wish for you my friend
This happiness that I've found;
You can depend on God
It matters not where you're bound,

I'll shout it from the mountain top - PRAISE GOD!
I want the world to know
The Lord of love has come to me
I want to pass it on.

I'll shout it from the mountain top - PRAISE GOD!
I want the world to know
The Lord of love has come to me
I want to pass it on.

How Beautiful
Twila Paris

How beautiful, the hands that served the wine and the bread,
and the sons of the earth.

How beautiful, the feet that walked the long dusty roads,
and the hill to the cross.

How beautiful, how beautiful, how beautiful,
is the body of Christ.

How beautiful, the heart that bled, that took all my sin
and bore it instead.

How beautiful, the tender eyes that choose to forgive
and never despise.

How beautiful, how beautiful, how beautiful, is the body of Christ.

And as He laid down His life.  We offer this sacrifice,
that we will live, just as He died.
Willing to pay, to pay the price, willing to pay the price.

How beautiful, the radiant bride, who waits for her Groom
with His light in her eyes.

How beautiful, when humble hearts give the fruit of pure lives
so that others may live.

How beautiful, how beautiful, how beautiful, is the body of Christ.

How beautiful, the feet that bring the sound of good news,
and the love of the King.

How beautiful, the hands that serve the wine and the bread,
and the sons of the earth.

How beautiful, how beautiful, how beautiful, is the body of Christ.

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Phloide
& the Lonely Piano
It was a Dark and Stormy Night V1

This (set of) album(s) dives into the Folk / bar elements of piano with electronic/gothic elements embraced in the vocals. The focus is on the inward struggle of understanding who we are using pop culture, philosophy, physics and metaphysics, and all the hodgy podgy fiddle-de-dink that we encounter as we travel our own Hoober-Bloob Highway

The painting used as the backdrop is a painting done by my 2 year old son.

Peace to you, and De Colors to all
The Lonely Piano

--ANTWON'S WAR--
Antwon’s Mirror opened a secret door
To a world no man had been before,
Where gnomes and goblins fought an ancient war
And no one knows what for,
Just gotta even up the score

The Elder spoke “Once you come and join our song,
It no long matters whose right or wrong
It doesn’t matter where you thing you belong,
Sometimes the side we chose Depends on the size of our shoes

And all will be been forsaken as we bury all our dead
As all we once thought important, now fading memories in our head
Can anyone tell me just what we’re fighting for

Antwon returned through the mirror door,
to the world he knew before
where gnomes and goblins are left in cookie jars,
Got a box of crayons, to draw a pretty picture

--WHAT YOU WILL--
If I were a poet, I'd write you a poem,
using pretty words
And if I were a painter, I'd paint you a picture,
that words could not explain

No, I’ll never be in vogue, Just a fool with a song and a dream

This is the song I sing, Do with it what you will
With its silly words and a voice that sings out of tune
You can throw it all away, But when all is said and done
I will be right here

If I were an architect, I'd build you a home,
out of silver and gold
and if I were a clown, I'd put on a show,
just to see you smile

--HELL'S ICE CREAM SHOPPE--
“I paint a self-portrait poorly But I'll sell it to you pretty cheap” – Mark Heard

One morning in Hell,
I thought about taking a trip to Paradise
Shouldn’t be too many tourists,
You know it’s only half a day’s journey
Including all the detours

I stopped at the local ice cream shop,
To grab the flavor of the day
There I met a man from Earth,
Who said he was on his way to Nirvana
He must of taken a wrong turn on I-94

I always wondered
if Hell really existed,
I’ve heard a lot about it,
But who woulda thought
it would have been such a beautiful place
19 hundred miles above the Earth

So here I am stuck here in Hell,
I guess its partly my own fault
I threw away the navigational device
When it didn’t like my interpolations
As I charted my elucidation

I took a ride
into the personal pronoun
and when I got inside,
I didn’t like what I found
Next thing I knew, I found myself in an Empty Metaphor

As he heads out the door, he quietly hangs his head,
“I may be close, but its getting late
I guess I should just head back home,
I guess Nirvana can wait”
That’s when I noticed he never finish his ice cream

I am wise enough to know
not to discard every Rhombus and Rhyme
that doesn’t seem to comfortably fit
into my current paradigm
so I finished my Ice cream, and headed out the door

--THE DEATHTONGUE REUNION SHOW--
(hairy fish nuts for pear pimples)
we stand at the stage, ya know its been a long time,
since we’ve twung the old rhythm and rhyme
2 by 2 we’ve come from the Outlands,
to twist and sing, and touch a penguins wings

Bill and Opus took the stage,
but Hodge Podge was nowhere to be found
Some light glimmer only for a moment
Before they must return to the sky
so Animal has taken over drums and the band played on

Steve is there, waxing the tracks
while Oliver records it all on his betamax
Mortimer and Milo took care of the lights
As we all gaze into the beautiful yet cryptic starry nights

we are looking for messages,
we are looking for a sign
is this the road we have been given
through some magnanimous celestial design
milo breaks the silence with the latest breaking story
and the band played on

The Banana 2000 is calculating the big crunch
while Regan-Ann serves us all lunch
Rosebud watches over the children
while Lola works on her quantum dissertation

Milquetoast whispered in my ear
it’s really good to see you again, my old friend
Portnoy says the ship has lost a great captain
the star fleet has ever known
But the anxieties in your closet must be fed and the band played on

Calvin and Hobbes come join for the chorus
and all sorts of mayhem ensue
and when all is said and done we pack up for the outlands,
There’s a script everyone must write, only ours to perform

So we all sit one last time on a couch in the middle
of a dandelion field in our underwear and scream
but we know it will never be the same,
since the drummer left the stage
we scribe our legend, from the days we’ve been given,
and the band played on

--THIS IS THE NEW--
Ecclesiastes 1:9-14

Everything has been said before, There's nothing left to say anymore
When it's all the same, You can ask for it by name
Let us entertain you, Let us re-arrange you...
Stick your silly slogan in: Everybody sing along.
Are you Fraggles ready
For the new Smurf daddy whack give a dog a bone?
Stand up and admit, we’re never gonna get
yesterday is never coming home.

Let us offend you Let us simply amend you
Slap your bumper sticker on And sing along
Are you furbies ready For the lovie-dovie mon chi chi clone
Stand up and admit, its easier to commit when the future is unknown.

And now it’s the you know who With the you know what
It’s the yabba dabba oops I did it again
It’s a baw with dabaw A cryptic gimmick in a can
Don’t forget the thundercats Shallow as the a in man

Doll-Dagga Buzz-Buzz zippity doo dah day
We can’t tell the difference and we like it that way
Super cali fragils walla walla bing bang
Mmm bop bop bop yeah it’s a wiggly party

Babble babble blah blah Rebel rebel blah blah
Stick your product placement here and sing along
Shamma lama blah blah Oobie doobie blah blah
Stick your sad and lonely guilty pleasure here

--MR NOODLES--
Fisher King Can you spare me a stitch in time
To share a game of chess and a glass of wine
Life doesn’t always start at the scrimmage line
Mr Noodles was a friend of mine

Gypsies dance under the evening shade
Tying ribbons on fences guiding our way
Sorry the ribbons could not sway you to stay

When he danced for the children
it made us laugh and sing
when the curtain fell on the final stage
did he know how much we cared

Elmo laughs for everyone
If only now could reflect all that begun
Now that the play is all said and done
Mr Noodles you were a friend of mine

--FEHRION--
Some say he was just a friend Larry met in Canada
others say just a righteous rocker he saw on the six o'clock news
some say a Just a stranger only visiting this planet
some say he was a dancer Dancing to a classical mandolin

Fehrion where have you gone
Larry’s been looking for you so long
did you find something new under the sun
When the sun begins to rain I hope I'll see you in Heaven
Fehrion

--STARFISH DANCING IN THE SKY--
Starfish dancing in the sky,
Little doggie laughs to see such a sight
Camel fits through a needles eye,
And the dolphins take to flight

The ostrich has wings but refuses to fly,
If the platypus had wings, he’d reach for the sky
Unicorns don't exist because,
Growing up means dreams have to die
Bullfrog and butterfly, bird and the bee,
Do we understand or do we simply believe?
The Morning Star has come,
Oh Dove of God Land on me

Little Boy Blue come blow your horn,
You’re stuck in your own head
Lions, tigers and bears are in your bead,
And vultures are laughing, feeding off your dead

If the cow jumps over the moon,
Does it mean that Jesus is coming soon
The donkey speaks, the stone sings,
What kind of gift is this the lamb would bring

SUM OF ALL THINGS / DANDELIONS REPRISE
I hears a zillion voices, crying out for meaning
And I swears I swears, they sounds a lot like me
I sees a zillion faces, looking for the notion of being,
and I swears I swears, they looks a lot like me

Has systematic truth truly made us wise?
Are we just a cosmic glitch with a side of curly fries?
And hope nothing more than chasing after the man on the moon.

There is a fingerprint upon the celestial road
That matches the cryptic prints in my genetic code
Giving hope that Reason stretches beyond Entropy’s noon

--GOOD-BYE MR TEDDY BEAR--
You've been a part of me, Just like in a story,
full of giants of fairies and thieves
but the giants they have fallen, the thieves have all been caught,
and the fairies have all flown away
so I open up my toy chest to lay you down,
in your final place of rest
upon the memories of yesterday gone
of dreams, of foolishness and folly
and so the story goes, Peter Pan has finally grown old
Good-bye Mr. Teddybear, It's time to let you go
Good-bye Mr. Teddybear, It's time to let my past fade away
Time to change my ways, And time to move on
I close my toy chest and walk away,
For you see there is a world out there waiting
I may be a little scared, slightly afraid,
But I know I will never go alone
* Good-bye... Hello...

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All Songs written and performed by Phloide
© 2008 Phloide

With the exception of This is the New
Written by: John Lowery, Tin Skold, Brian Warner
Arranged by: Phloide

De Colores
SWVA 15
TO Paul

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Phloide
& the Lonely Piano
It was a Dark and Stormy Night V2

This (set of) album(s) dives into the Folk / bar elements of piano with electronic/gothic elements embraced in the vocals. The focus is on the inward struggle of understanding who we are using pop culture, philosophy, physics and metaphysics, and all the hodgy podgy fiddle-de-dink that we encounter as we travel our own Hoober-Bloob Highway

The painting used as the backdrop is a painting done by my 2 year old son.

Peace to you, and De Colores to all
The Lonely Piano


--DANDELIONS IN BLOOM--
Hey Mr. Ramapithicus, Come and have a drink with us
And let us discuss, The questions of the mind

Can all that we be, Simply existential anomalies
Does life sing just a Filler song, Between the primordial and the grave

As I walk down Mulberry St. Looking at all the people I meet
Searching for dandelions in Bloom

Like the tantric senses that stir my thoughts,
Are our dreams nothing more than chemically wrought
And our breath nothing more than Empirical dust in June

Hey Mr. Ramapithicus, Come and join us on the bus
As we travel to what once was, In relative time

Is 18 billion years, Long enough to create our hope, our fears, our dreams
Can the quantum matrix hold, The answer for the longing of our soul

As I walk down Mulberry St., Looking at all the people I meet
Searching to find their tune

Like the supernova dust that has formed my eyes, Has The Maker woven a beautiful surprise
To cloak it inside a esoterical cocoon

So, Mr. Ramapithicus come play your tune, For you know that all too soon
The earth will call us all into her womb

But within this tailor-made tapestry, Is there a greater singularity
That even tomorrow can never consume

--DARK AND STORMY NIGHT--
It was a Dark and Stormy night
Against an old grand piano
The maestro played a serenade
To sooth the aching soul

Happiness Is a Sad Song
That echoes through the halls
But the harmony softly reminds us
That we are not alone

I never promised you an apple orchard
But all my love I give to you

It was a dark and stormy night
In an old abandon field
The vulture lay eyeing all
Awaiting for the kill

For the life that blankets over us
Treaties out our days
And the pangs of defeat that comfort us
Guide us on our way

We never promised you an apple orchard
But all our love We give to you

It was a dark and stormy night
When the young preacher took the stage
To tell the ancient story of the child and the sage

The journey we partake is unique in all accord
But the grace that dwells among us can rest the bitter sword

He never promised you an apple orchard
But all his love he gives to you

--LAND OF LOST BALLOONS--
On a whim, he sails his ship
to the little strip he wants had known
As she sings in the band, he writes in the sand,
she is where I call home

Have you ever taken a trip
to the land of lost balloons
As they sail over the ocean, they stopped in Goshen,
to find the ruby shoe

He said hey there Moses, do you have some roses,
I know it’s a quarter past 3
But if I give her a reason, regardless of season,
maybe she’ll come and dance with me

He said “go and scribe your legend on the days you’ve been given,
here in the land of lost balloons

--AVATARS IN JET ENGINES--
Another Avatar got sucked into a jet engine today, as he attempted to ascend to the heavens
It appears gods don’t make it very long here on Mulberry street
Guess he’s not coming home for Ice cream

the llama tried to jump over the moon, with some great bovine envy
he suffocated once he left the atmosphere, and then burned up on re-entry
Guess he’s not coming home for Ice cream

this is the place where I write the chorus
filled with profundity, inquisition, and a load of nifty rhyming words
about how I’ve found some great transcendence Train
pulled by 8 tiny reindeer

Now its time for the obligatory second verse
That generally reiterates the first
no I’ve not forsaken the prize
or turned my face from the future
it’s just that I realize I’m growing in an Image right here and now

--TEMPORARY LIGHT AFFLICTION--
The silhouettes inside his closet perpetually twist and shout
So he closes the window to keep the music out
The blinds stay closed to block out the horizon.
For fear that the sun will encourage his silhouettes to dance

The thorns that pricked his finger, Lay upon the floor
As this temporary light afflict pierces him to the bone

He cracks the window to let the music slowly in
As the silhouettes harmonize in discongruent song
The horizon peaks its head through remnants of jilted credence
And caresses a faded rainbow upon the etching on his wall

The thorns that pricked his finger, Now vased upon the table
As this temporary light afflict reflects upon our reason

he hinges upon the postulate, that only fools drink from folly
and that wise men always know the way, and good ones never falter
but the pricks upon his finger, tell him a different story
that maybe love and understanding, don’t always drink at the umbrage of regret

He throws open the window, to let the horizon in
As his silhouettes amalgamate intrinsic harmonies
The music fills the room with all the rainbows refractions
Of pain of joy of all the things that weaves and angels wing

The thorns that pricked his finger, Now bloom in brilliant life
As this temporary light affliction fades into the dance

--TRAMPLED ROSES--
I dance to the melodies that faded long before
I long for the questions in my youth I so adored
The light’s burning bright but I hide behind the door
There’s so much I am unsure of.

I have burned the wheat and left the chaff
I’ve chase the clouds, while trampling the roses
Wisdom sings the tune
As the heart writes the words
But its hard to tell if I’m listening

Whisper to me softly the secrets life
Of what lies behind balance of love and strife
As I quandary over the meaning of it all
And where it all take us

Jesus, Jesus
Can I tell you how I feel
There are the songs reason was never meant to sing
But my melody has gotten lost in all my quandering

--MARY DID YOU KNOW/ CAROL OF THE BELLS--
Mary did you know that your baby boy will one day walk on water?
Mary did you know that your baby boy will save our sons and daughters?
Did you know that your baby boy has come to make you new?
This child that you've delivered, will soon deliver you.

Mary did you know that your baby boy will give sight to a blind man?
Mary did you know that your baby boy will calm a storm with his hand?
Did you know that your baby boy has walked where angels tried?
And when you kiss your little baby, you have kissed the face of God.

The blind will see, the deaf will hear and the dead will live again.
The lame will leap, the dumb will speak, the praises of the lamb.

Mary did you know that your baby boy is Lord of all creation?
Mary did you know that your baby boy will one day rule the nations?
Did you know that your baby boy is heaven's perfect Lamb?
This sleeping child you're holding is the great I am.

--BIRDIES BOUNCING OFF WINDOWS--
I see birdies bouncing off windows
Simply because they don’t believe they are there
There are no second chances
Their bodies are broken by the choices they have made

And goliath comes,
and he swallows them down and he smiles
Cuz you know he thinks it’s a game,
doggy snacks from heaven

And fate laughs
as she lays down her final hand
And we turn our heads as we wonder
if the gamble was worth the price we paid

--CALL THE DOORWAYS--
Enter me calls the doorways, That encompass my decisions
Challenging my dreams
My visions and my questions

Oh Lord, please lead me
Through this journey I must travel
For sometimes the doorways
Seem kind of hazy

So many doorways
Are calling out my name
And wisdom seams fleeting
In this ocean of time

Time is my companion
Through the passing of this age
But there comes a doorway
In which we must part our ways

Oh Lord I pray
for peace in my world
For another heart to hold
And one more song to sing

For I am just a simple man
With a heart full of questions
Longing that I may never
sing my final song alone

--SMILE--
They sacrificed another cow today
upon the alter of religion
they said it’d make me a better man
give me favor with the upper had

I just don’t under stand
whats this gotta do with life, with love
what’s this gotta do with knowing you

does this somehow make me who I aught to be
does this really make me into some you want to see
now as through a darken glass, then to face to face
I just want to see you face to face

no, I don’t want religion, I just wanna know if I make you smile
are you glad you got to know me, do you find me worth your while
are you gonna be happy to see me, when I walk that final mile
do I make you smile

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All Songs written and performed by Phloide
© 2008 Phloide

With the exception of Mary Did you Know
Written by: Buddy Greene, Mark Lowry
Carol of the Bells
Written by: Mykola Dmytrovych Leontovych
Arranged by: Phloide

De Colores
SWVA 15
TO Paul

Coming Eventually

The Experimental Barn

  • <- Overview ->
  • Dr Zaius
  • BFQ I
  • BFQ II
  • Worm As I
  • Momentary Trouble
  • Pachelbel ala Mode
  • Pachelbel ala Mode with Nature Sounds

Overview

Dr Zaius is an experiment in taking the old familiar meets modern experimentation. They hope to release other experiments with classical pieces once they can get everybody to calm down.

Berdoax Fozle Qozletong is a team that is experimenting in “blind sound art”, where they create sounds usually based around some musical theory and whack it, mix it, dissect it, re-mix it, and smoother it with experimental ideas, all without listening to it while they work on it. These are 2 of the releases that have come out of that project. There is a proported 3rd album, though it has yet to surface.

Phloide is an artist who can’t make up his mind what he wants to sound like (not that it’s all that bad). But you will see other pieces from him in other sections, including Electro rock, New Wave, New Age, and Piano Folk. It is also rumored that he once was a bass player in a metal band.

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Dr Zaius Presents:
Huxley's Monkeys and the Classical Deconstruction
Twinkle Twinkle Little Star

The concept of this album is centered around the Infinite Monkey Theorem, which implies that if you have an infinite number of monkeys randomly beating the begeaters out of typewriters, they would eventually concoct something intelligible.  We took samples of various variations of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, indiscriminately cut them up, integrating them with erratically dissected samples of Mozart’s 12 Variations, and haphazardly displaced them using various audio effects to see if it would turn out feasibly comprehensible.

 

We don't normally create our own samples (though we are not opposed to it). We like to take samples and tracks already generated by other fellow artists (so don't be surprised to find other artists on this site being resampled in future projects).

 

Enjoy!

Dr. Zaius

 

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Beurdoax Fozle Qosletong
Silly Gifinos, Bursadinaks are for Furdinams, V1

its not chi - its mon chi chi - pure anti-music. Eat More Cheese…

This Sound Art Project was completely composed/constructed without listening to it. It was designed around musical and mathmatical theory, spacial concepts, and experimentation. Each song was "created" within about one hour time slot. This album is exactly 42 minutes long with each "song" lasting 4:12, and is designed to stream continuously (no breaks between songs).

The artists who composed this went in with a plan (sort of), of using various chords, rhythms, scales, etc, to create various sample tracks, and then whack those tracks to pieces. They also tried to implement a couple of repeating themes.

If you can't tell by the names of the songs, this group has trouble coming up with song names, so they tend to just sporatically use whatever comes to them. There are rumors of where the BFQ name came from, but it probably came about by just banging on the keyboard or creating a random letter generator.

 

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Beurdoax Fozle Qosletong
Silly Gifinos, Bursadinaks are for Furdinams, V1

Originally, this album was only to be 21 minutes, but order now, and we will double the length of the album.


It is based on the arrangement of the prior album, except backward, some slight additional experimentation, and minimalist drums and bass added. The rhythm section was constructed, and then mixed in without listening to it. It was designed around musical and mathmatical theory, spacial concepts, and experimentation. They had the same intent with the time construct... they wanted to compose and integrate the rhythm section in as short amount of time as possible.

 

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Phloide
Worm As I

Phloide.com
aka
Phloide Pepper
Pynque Phloide
Phitz N Phloide
Inkling 9
Electric Mayhem
Bohemian Monkey Body Rot
Death Tongue's lost member
the fifth teletubbie
Rainbow Bright's Strange Uncle

review from Phantom Tollbooth:


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It is blender time! If you were to take the framework of many of the popular hymns of the evangelical church over the past two centuries and mix an industrial bed of chaos beneath it, you would be close in breathing in Phloide.com.

I love the industrial-laden music that has come through the pipe from Circle Of Dust, Generation, and some of the elements of Klank. I even enjoy some of the techno-trance music that has passed through the underground.

“Worm As I” is a whole other animal to me. Some might consider taking the hymns and experimenting with them somewhat “sac religious,” going so far as putting a veritable bed of nails under it all, but this is creativity at its finest.

To the casual listener, this can sound redundant at times. You have to treat this deeper than background music to gain appreciation for the thought put into it. This won’t be for everyone, but this emanates independent and underground.

At points, while listening several times to this, I could hear resolution in a musical sense. Growing up with the hymns, I basically have all of these committed to memory. I hear elements of the lyrics, at times, even resolve. Thank the Lord that we have, as his creation, been given the ability to create music, no matter how diverse or weird it may sound to some. Experimentation can be a beautiful thing, if taken with a bed of nails.

thecannyshark
January 10, 2008

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Momentary Trouble

We stole this from Rivot Rich's sites and posted it here (we hope he doesn't mind). He's not really on our label (yet). But we love his stuff, and he is a real inspiration to us, so we thought we would help promote his stuff.

He has it currently for free download on various sites (reverbnation, soundclick, myspace).

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Pachelbel ala Mode
Canon in D in Various Modalities

These are from a minimalist artist who wanted to try taking a familiar classic and run it through various modalistic treatments. Each minimalist variation uses a different instrument, pending on the ambiance each variation called for.

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Pachelbel ala Mode
Canon in D in Various Modalities
(with Nature Backdrop)

This is the same album as the non nature backdrop variation, but with a nature backdrop (don't make us spell it out in more detail than this...)

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ElectroRock

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  • And Now to Sum Things Completely Different
  • And Now to Sum Things Completely Different (Instrumental)
  • Deception
  • Overdrive

Overview

The albums we currently have in this category are from Phloide (And Now To Sum Things Completely Different & Deception) and an old release from the famed underground indie metal band Overdrive.

Phloide's albums are Electro Rock (And Now To Sum Things Completely Different) and New Wave (Deception), while the Overdrive album caters to the old school metalhead. We took And Now To Sum Things Completely Different and separated the vocal half and the non-vocal half into 2 sections (though they are both contained on the same album), in that some people find Phloide's vocal delivery a little annoying (he refuses to use Auto-tune)

The Overdrive album is a compilation of all the different materials we had access to from over their various incarnations. It is a tribute album to the founding member and drummer, Bobby "The Basher" Collins (who also went by the name Animal).

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Phloide
And Now to Sum Things Completely Different

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"Now to Sum Things" released in 2006 is the second album from the Phloide.com project, featuring a generally similar (but perhaps a bit edgier) sound compared to its predecessor 2002 Album "Deception" made by "Phloide.com and the Garden Gnome Liberation Front". On Phloide's "Now to Sum Things", some songs such as "Danny's Magic Cellphone", "Ride of a lifetime"" and "Yertle and Bartholomew" definitely lean towards the edgy hard driving industrial rock end of the musical spectrum. Others such as "Zillion Faces", "Pint of Dark Matter", and "Sum of All Things" feature more of a melancholy gothic sound. Other Tracks such as "Schrödinger’s Kitty", "Ahab's Bee of Death", "The Great Opaque Divide" and instrumentals "Dancing upon the Ephemeron" and "Cheese" feature a diverse mix of edgy alternative rock beats, distorted guitar and bass sounds, and dark or sometimes whimsical sounding synthesizer melody lines. "Birdies Bouncing Off Windows" is quite humorous and deeply melancholy and though provoking all at the same time. All songs feature a very distinctive sounding electronically processed vocal delivery which blends in well with the mood of the songs, and adds to the album's edgy and unique alternative/industrial musical appeal...

The written content of the songs is perhaps the most amazing aspect of Phloide's "Now for Sum Thing" album and is persistently humorous and deeply thought provoking throughout. If you are a fan of British Humor, Dr. Seuss, or nursery rhymes (or all of the above) you are really in for a treat as the writing of the songs is riddled with humorous references to the likes of Monty Python, Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Spinal Tap, Yertle the turtle, Fox in Socks, Horton the Who, Peter Rabbit, the Cheshire Cat, Charlotte’s web, Mother Goose, Goldilocks, and even H.R. Pufnstuf. I can also detect some subtle tips of the hat to great classical rock musicians such as Pink Floyd, the Eagles, Jimmi Hendrix and Rush. The lyric sheet is quite extensive and thorough with the lyrical imagery delivered in mostly a poetic or metaphorical style. The written content of the deeply thought out song lyrics are guaranteed to tickle your brain and challenge your thoughts in the subjects of the validity of the theory of evolution and some aspects of quantum physics, mankind's treatment of his fellow man, and the significance of One's life and search for meaning in God's Creation and Universe. At least these are some of my interpretations so far of the album's lyrical content and deep meanings, and you are likely to come away with your own unique interpretations of the meanings of the songs as you embark upon the adventure of exploring this great album.

In conclusion, Phloide.com and the Micronauts "And now to Sum Things Completely Different" is a brilliantly written collection of skillfully crafted fresh and innovative underground rock sounds that is sure to appeal to fans of Industrial, Gothic, and Alternative Rock alike.

RivotRich.7
http://www.myspace.com/rivot_rich7
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JJ

The baby crying at the beginning are the cries of my firstborn son when he was only about 4 months old...

1) Zillion Faces
I hears a zillion voices crying out for meaning
and I swears they sounds a lot like me
I sees a zillion faces that yearn for the notion of being and I swears they looks a lot like me

2) I Went on a Ride
I went on a ride In the great space coaster
With Tinky Winky And his brave little toaster.
He said No it don’t cook the custard even
But while others go to 10 This one goes to 11

We went to the restaurant
At the end of the universe
and he read to me from the reading rainbow connection
Verse by verse by verse

What’s your Name
What’s your quest
What’s your favorite color
come and take a look into my magic mirror
You can stay if you brought your towel
But please don’t call me Barney

Strange is our Situation here upon the earth
Stranger still the longing of our soul
Better to light a candle than to curse the darkness
Yet we all want someone to say well done.

I went to a BBQ and what did I see
HR Pufnstuff coming after me
He said we have an interview with the new zoo review
With Dr. Horton the Who, Winnie the Pooh, and The Buggaloos

There is no reason to get excited, HR kindly spoke
There are many among us Who think life is but a syndicated show

What’s your Name
What’s your quest
What’s your favorite color
come and take a look into my magic mirror
You can stay if you brought your towel
But please don’t call me Barney

Strange is our Situation here upon the earth
Stranger still the longing of our soul
Better to light a candle than to curse the darkness
Yet we all want someone to say well done.

So I said to the Captain Please bring me my Chocolate
Dan said we haven’t had that Box here Since Frank Farion forgot my number

When I close my eyes at the end of the session
Will the answer be forty-two guess it pends on the question.

3) Danny’s Magick Cellphone
Wouldn’t it be neat if the moon was made of green cheese
And the earth was a bagel
Then God could have breakfast on the way to work
And heat His coffee on the sun

Oh Danny boy the pipes are calling
From glen to mountain side
its been a thousand two hundred and ninety days
and your dinosaurs have all died

Life was so much simpler
before we killed the man on the moon
the pleasures of life much sweeter
before the plate divorced the spoon

Put down your cell phone
Put on your shades
Roll down your window
Take a look around before the ambiance fades

one thousand three hundred and thirty five days
since we drank to our surmise
I still can’t read the Writing on the wall
must be the clouds in my eyes

We have slaughtered all the unicorns
and caged up all the dragons
is there anyone remaining who'll have a drink
with me and Bilbo Baggins

Put on your big hat
put down your PDA
time is sipping cider from an hour glass
as Lucy’s selling wisdom for the price of lemonade

As Danny’s dinosaur takes a bow
before he slips into his enclave
now just a star in the face of the sky
no time to see him wave

when swimming in the tapestry
of a rich man’s kingdom
never forget the simple smile
of a clown who loves to dance

put on your trench coat
Put away your aftershave
don’t forget your goulashes
come and join the masquerade as we serenade home

jump back patty whack
give a Danny his bone
and when this mortal flesh shall fail
I will leave a light on

4) Birdies Bouncing Off Windows
I see birdies bouncing off windows
Simply because they don’t believe they are there
There are no second chances
Their bodies are broken by the choices they have made

And goliath comes,
and he swallows them down and he smiles
Cuz you know he thinks it’s a game,
doggy snacks from heaven

And fate laughs
as she lays down her final hand
And we turn our heads as we wonder
if the gamble was worth the price we paid

5) Cheese
-with apologies to Dave Matthews
There are hundreds of thousands of things you can eat that are not cheese

6) Yertle & Batholomew
Yertle and Bartholomew
sitting with in the vestibule
searching for exotic tools
to computate the Golden rule

If Bartholomew had 500 hats
He would want 500 more
his cracked emphatic intellect
cannot keep objective score

He would not clock it in a box
he could not with a fox in socks
it’s safe behind his mental blocks
locked his rocks from Goldilox

fixation stirred
with whey and curds
is symbiosis
with social thrombosis

his pretense
builds his defense
rational internal splicing
spoils our fare with over-spicing

don’t let our need for reason
blemish the dance
don’t let our want for bits & portion
taint the romance

Yertle says that what I do
the limbic system tells me to
I’ve drank the wishy-washy brew
and never tasted anything new

Over the hill and through the woods
the wolf is surely waiting
dilapidated vigor the caveat
yertle van turtle still wants to be king

Synchronic allure
cannot confer
his pending diagnosis
of his apotheosis,

he gathers reference
without preference
incoherent cognant pricing
taste it once again this time with icing

don’t let our need for reason
blemish the dance
don’t let our want for bits and portion
taint the romance

bitter tasting weed and brine
oft mistaken for bread and wine
from the start to finish line
we are more than our design

7) Schrödinger’s Kitty (Strings)
This is my corrugated ditty
about a pitiable little kitty
Dissipating in a chromodynamic shroud

when along came a spider
upon the supercollider
to derail his fractal cloud

she said my name is charlotte
as she weaves her scarlet
I have come to entwine your reactor

he said kitties like me need no name
we have no claim to fame
but my imaginary friends like to call me factor

web-weaver web weaver weave me a web
where love and suffering and visions wed
Where wind and soil share the wine and the bread
where father time has his fortune read

I have sipped from the chalice
Threaded yarn through the palace
acquire designed, of life defined,
watching time cast silhouettes

I have treaded down the random walk
twist the hands of the clock
bake a mistake, my cake to partake,
I still have my XFL season tickets

She listens to the tune
that gently fumes
from the strings of factor’s fiddle

with a song no one wrote
he misses not one note
not one yod or one tittle

she told of her bought with the water spout
and the clout that washed her spirit out
how all the kings men and all the kings horses
could not dry her doubt

but the sun did return
between the drenched and the burn
she found a route through the drought,
her serenity to yearn

my children dropped their guitars,
& return to mars
to discover their worth in vittles

Now they talk about mom’s piggy,
and their old friend Ziggy
watching battlefield earth and eating skittles

they step into the room
weave the strings upon the loom
making garments to embellish their attire

as the strings become the noose
that asphyxiate the truths
They have basted upon the fire

Tachyons dance
in this hyper luminal romance
with a hey diddle diddle, we fade from the middle of the spindle

The strings vigorously unwind
as he smiles at his Cheshire design
the line between the bronze and the brittle

the kitty in his cradle
spins his fractured dreidel
trying to win another silver spoon

just a loan from the unknown
what’s intricately been sewn
between splendid, extraordinary and Picayune

yet the resolutions we swallow
are like the intuitions we borrow
no one can taste our curds and whey

through all said and done
we dance upon the ephemeron
and feast from a tailored buffet

web weaver web weaver spin me my fate
the late cant implicate, nor detractors debate
estate calls to estate, and time wont wait at the gate
there are plates I’d rather not ornate

8) Pint of Dark matter
Crack the quasar over the skillet
scramble it up with some eggs and wine
Take a pint or two of dark matter
season it with rosemary sage and Thyme

the handmaids have offered us a piece of bread

are we nothing further than transmographied stardust
simple amalgamations of lime soda and floor crust

are we strange and are we charmed
have we abandoned the haven of old McDonalds farm
nothing more than supplementary quirks in space time
progressive impediments of intention and rhyme

the handmaids have offered us a cup of wine

are we nothing further than transmographied stardust
simple amalgamations of lime soda and floor crust

9) Ahab’s Bee of Death
yesterday I got stung to death
by an itty bitty bee
and it hurt oh so bad
made me sad,
why oh why,
made me cry
I don’t wanna wanna die

hurt so bad
made me sad
no, not glad
made me mad

then it stung me to death again
but it didn’t hurt
quite as bad, but it still
made me cry
why o why
all the pain
in my brain
falls like rain
leaves a stain
from the strain

hurt so bad
still kinda sad
still not glad
made me mad

Ahab calls us to join him
to slay the mighty beast
but in our lust for revenge
we soon become the feast

Then it stung me to death again
for a third time
feeling kinda numb, feeling fine and appeased
the touch of the bees
its my thing
the caress of the sting
bees my friend
don’t wanna end

don’t hurt so bad,
kinda glad
I like being sad
I enjoy being mad

Then with one
one more sting
I couldn’t live
without the zesty sting
oh the joy
the sting brings
numb the pain
what shall I ever gain
from the stain
in my brain

it don’t hurt at all
like shopping at the mall
the writings on the wall
I’ve become so small

What do we gain
when Cain offers grain
upon the alter of
distain and despair,
our rage cannot repair
the shoes we wear

Ahab calls us to join him
to slay the mighty beast
but in our lust for revenge
we soon become the feast

10) Dancing upon the Ephemeron

11) The Great Opaque divide
Betty Jo Jingle and Bobby Jangle
come from the world at a different angle
and found themselves in forbidden romance
in a land where Razzleflabbenz never dare to dance

Betty’s hair was fuchsia
Bobby’s hair was chartreuse
Betty’s tail was acute
Bobby’s tail was obtuse

For the field of Loshon Hora
an orthogonal wall grew between the shades
myths and legends brewed the stew
lost in analysis, brotherhood unglued

Betty Jo cried “If we left all the primary colors pure
never have all the beautiful shades of fur
let the Shades of fur start to blur
I must confer, to be assure”

Bobby replied “Then fill up the glasses as quick as you can,
And sprinkle the table with buttons and bran
And this same hair that smiles today
tomorrow I’ll be dyeing. “

for Bobby and Betty Jo’s love implied
the disengagement of the opaque divide
maybe somewhere they forgot to give ponderance
why it had to be this way

There is unrest in the meadow
There is trouble the in glade
we could become equal
with trimmer, sheers, and blade

Would noone truly hate
if we all epilate
or would this end in futility
until we learn to accept the potpourri

we don’t need pathogenic ocular dissonance
we don’t need to abandon our inheritance
we just need to learn to dance
and stop romancing irrelevance

They, hand in hand,
with wandering steps and slow,
Search for the where the sidewalk ends
and where the Giving Tree grows

And while all is said and done
let us unspin walls undone
and let the path be run
run with unity love and absolution

12) Sum of All Things
It was mid Octember when we got the news
it was late Febrilary when it came to pass
now the first of Janutober
and still many questions unasked

Old Saint Nick sips his last coke
silly Samhain tells his final joke
and peter rabbit has gone his way to greener fields

Some come to unremember
Some come to unregret
here at the House mother goose has built
Danny’s dinosaur finally has come home

folly once scorned
over popcorn
as we charade across the stage

now we take a bow
as we are known as we are now
here at the sum of all things

SDG

De Colores, Table Of Paul, SWVA #15

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Phloide
And Now to Sum Things Completely Different

Yes, the name is a take off on the Monty Python Movie.

The instrumentals heard here are actually on the other album (Both vocal and instrumental tracks are on the same album - so if you don't like the vocals, buy the album and delete the vocal tracks :)

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Phloide
Deception

The song "When I woke up" is based on a true story where I decided not to take my medicine for snoring, because I had a lot of great excuses... and when I woke up...



Song Lyrics:

1. The Plaid RazzleFlabbenz Searches For His Tune
(Instrumental)

2. When I woke up
-based on a true story
One night I went to bed with a sinus headache on my mind
Thought I need no medicine, I do it all the time

So I went to bed with a sinus headache on my mind
I told myself in the morning, ya know, I’ll feel fine

Its just one of those things, no reason no rhyme
Just the kind of sign we kinda leave behind

I lay my scars all in a line, dream of bread and wine
To leave behind, ignore the sign, no reason no rhyme, do it all the time

When I woke up in the morning.
Felt like Hell

Sometimes I can’t see the sun at night
Because the world gets in the way

Sometimes I can’t see the sun in the rain
Because the clouds get in the way

Sometimes I can’t see the sun when I cry
Because my tears get in the way

And sometimes I can’t see the sun
Simply because I’ve closed my eyes

When I woke up in the morning…

It seems that anyone
Can make their plan
But we all must answer
For how we play our tune

3. Deception
(Lyrics by Scott Cooper)
Deception is a funny game; One can't see every move she make
Slight of hand, tests of faith, Only she has got what it takes

Deception is a lovely game; She knows all the right words to say
Soothing of soul, lifting of hearts, Come along she's looking to play

Deception is a beautiful game; Covering flaws with mask and paint
Sight to be hold, loveliest saint; Hiding her claws from the faint

Deception is a crafty game; A puppeteer for the dying masses
Pulling the strings, selling the lives, Twisting truth to divide the classes

Deception is a brutal game; Talons of steel piercing lost souls
Lying so well, freely she speaks, Love of flesh burning like fiery coals

Deception is a deadly game; Her victims die from wounds unseen
Eating them alive, killing from inside, They believed her whispers of being queen

4. My Old Friend

My dear old friend, oh how I remember
The look in your eyes as we shared our lives

We shared the laughter, we shared the pain
We wiped each others tears and held each other tightly to comfort our fears

On a road of comrades, crossing a bridge of love
Jumped/Dived into a river of passion and proceeded to drown

I will remember you, my old friend
I will remember you, my old friend
I still love you

Oh the price we paid for the fools we became
And the scars of a friendship that would never be the same

Remembering our dreams as they turned to nightmares
And crushed the visions from our eyes

As time moves on wounds mutantly mend
As we numb ourselves with stitches of steel

There are the wounds only God can heal
I pray that Lord will bless your journey

5. Dandelions in Bloom
Hey Mr. Ramapithicus
Come and have a drink with us
And let us discuss
The questions of the mind

Can all that we be
Simply existential anomalies
Does life sing just a Filler song,
Between the primordial and the grave

As I walk down Mulberry St.
Looking at all the people I meet
Searching for dandelions in Bloom

Like the tantric senses that stir my thoughts
Are our dreams nothing more than chemically wrought
And our breath nothing more than Empirical dust in June

Hey Mr. Ramapithicus
Come and join us on the bus
As we travel to what once was
In relative time

Is 18 billion years
Long enough to create our hope, our fears, our dreams
Can the quantum matrix hold
The answer for the longing of our soul

As I walk down Mulberry St.
Looking at all the people I meet
Searching to find their tune

Like the supernova dust that has formed my eyes
Has The Maker woven a beautiful surprise
To cloak it inside a esoterical cocoon

So, Mr. Ramapithicus come play your tune
For you know that all too soon
The earth will call us all into her womb

But within this tailor-made tapestry
Is there a greater singularity
That even tomorrow can never consume

6. Ancient Pages
(Original Poem by Scott Cooper)

Shall we read some words from ancient pages
Telling us the story of the rock of ages
Stage was set before the Universe opened her eye

Do we find life in words from ancient pages
The promise given and confirmed by sages
Paradox incognito born to die

Will we become like birds without cages
Our soul and mind will be our controlling gauges
Ex-nihilo Enigmas, Pieces of the Sky

Death becomes life when Love paid our wages
All to be found in the words on ancient pages
Spread you wings and fly

7. Entropy’s Noon
-“What tells the void it is pregnant with the universe, and what atomic anomaly leads a man to lay down his life for a stranger?”

Deception’s such a tempting game, as she soothingly drains us numb
Impotent ride, anemic estate, In the storm we are left to come undone

Deception is a mind sheltering game, as she shades us in her comfort zone
But as truth comes to light, the cure becomes the plight, and in the light we are left to answer alone

Has systematic truth truly made us wise?
Are we just a cosmic glitch with a side of curly fries?
And hope nothing more than chasing after the man on the moon.

There is a fingerprint upon the celestial road
That matches the cryptic prints in my genetic code
Giving hope that Reason stretches beyond Entropy’s noon

8. The Plaid Razzleflabbenz Finds His Tune
(Instrumental)

All songs written and performed by Phloide.com and the Garden Gnome Liberation Front, unless otherwise noted (like where our buddy Scott wrote some stuff, and then gave it to us, not knowing we were gonna make a song out of it)

The Shema (used on Ancient Pages) performed by Shlomoh and Monica Guwazah

Decolores

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Overdrive
Remembering the Basher

November 14,1998 Intro by Bobby Collins:

OVERDRIVE was a Christian Heavy Metal Band that I was a part of from 1988 to 1991. Joe, Stacy and I met in 1985. I had known Doug since we were kids. We played together in bands with names like: "Damascus", "White Knight", and "Heaven Quest". When we finally found Jimmy Prior, we knew we had the perfect line up.

I believe we named ourselves OVERDRIVE because we were driven by the One OVER us!!! We recorded two tapes together: "OVERDRIVE" in 1989,and"A Grave Mistake" in 1990. All good things must come to an end, and so did OVERDRIVE. We all have moved on to other things in our lives now, but we still keep in touch.

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Updated intro:

Overdrive was a Christian gothic power metal band from Blacksburg/Radford, VA. They existed in some incarnation from around 1985 until around 1992.

Overdrive really began many many years ago with 2 different bands: one from Blacksburg VA, and the other from Radford, VA. The Blacksburg band consisted of Stacy Puckett on guitar and Joe McLaughlin on keyboard, along with Lloyd Linkous and a few other kids. They went by the name of Audio Vortex, Axident, and a few other cheese names

On the Radford Side, there was Bobby Collins on drums and John McGuire on vocal. I think there were supposedly some others, but they never showed up They were called Damascus.

A long story short, Joe McLaughlin started going to Radford, and met Bobby Collins. They hooked up, and Joe joined Damascus, dragging Stacy with him. A few other members came and went, including Joes brother, George, on bass (never materialized Joe would later use Georges bass), and Shawn and Neal Wolford (one was bass, the other I think vocals). As things started to materialize, and members came and went, there was a need for a vocalist. Bobby had this friend of his named Doug. Doug was a rapper (DJ Pebbles). Joe would do some little ditties that Doug would try to rap over, like the theme from Gilligan’s Island. By the grace of God, none of this was ever recorded...

They eventually snagged a bass player, Steve, and guitarist, Jimmy Prior, from another metal band called War Angel.

It was during one of the concerts that Steve was not able to perform, so the keyboard player had about a week to learn how to play Bass. he tried to do it Geddy Lee style (one hand on bass, one on keyboard).

Over the time, the band realized that there were other bands named Damascus, and felt they should hunt for a new name. They named themselves Heaven Quest, Cross Breed, and finally settled on Overdrive. The other names they joked about using included:
White Knights
Thunder Priests
Jed and the Wife Beaters
Bloody Rose Petals
Twisted Christians
Motley Jews


Over the years, there were several member changes, costume changes (there was a Motley Crue era, a Leather and Jeans era, a spandex era), and the silly nickname phase: Bobby "The Basher" Collins (a.k.a Animal), John "Rambo" McGuire, Doug "Brandon Wolf" Levy, Joe "Biff" McLaughlin, Stacy "Stace Sterling" Puckett.

It was at one of our concerts (I think in Bluefield) where we met our manager, Jim Morris, who led us completely into debauchery(jk). Actually, Jim became our mentor, and helped us greatly in our walk, as well as many of our performances

Highlights of their underground career included playing the 1990 and 1991 Cornerstone festival in Illinois, playing shows with about every other Christian metal band of the era (Living Sacrifice, Believer, Deliverance, Tourniquet, Vengeance Rising, One Bad Pig, etc..), and being courted by Intense (Frontline) records for a brief time before disbanding. They were voted as one of the top 5 unsigned Christian metal bands in the country 2 consecutive years by Heavens Metal magazine (currently HM Magazine)

One of their songs (When the "Saints") was even featured in a national mailing of Benson's new releases catalog for 1991, but the song was pulled from the compilation due to some controversy over the use of the word "saints".

There have been a couple of reunion shows over the last decade, and another wouldn't be ruled out if we didn't all live in different states at the moment.

Unfortunately, Overdrive's original drummer, Bobby Collins, passed away a few years ago at the age of 30, due to no fault of his own. His is missed by all who knew him.

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-additional note by Dave Shelton...

An odd footnote to the Overdrive history: the very last incarnation of the band included Jimmy Prior on guitar, Doug Levy on vocals, Steve Ryan on bass and Dave Shelton on drums. So, it was 3/5 War Angel and 1/5 Overdrive...perhaps it should have been called "Woverdangle"??

A very brief period--only one gig was performed at St. Paul's United Methodist Church in Christiansburg, VA on 1-16-93. There is a very poorly shot video of the show. Shortly thereafter, "Jimmy moved, Doug got married... should have known it wouldn't last long"... wait, isn't that a Bryan Adams tune?

Still, it was a memorable gig and an honor to play...

Anyway, just a bit of lost trivia.

MEMBERS:
Doug Levy - Lead Vocals
Stacy Puckett - Guitar/Vocals
Jimmy Prior/John Fergeson - Lead Guitar/Vocals
Joe McLaughlin - Bass Guitar, keyboard
Bill Goodwin - Bass Guitar
Steve Ryan - Bass Guitar (Sacred Heart days)
Bobby Collins - Drums
Chris Thompson - Drums
Jim Morris - Manager


Others in the band for a short period of time (known):
Russ Simpkins - Guitar
Fred from Hillsville - Bass
Andy Norman - Touring bassist near ’the end’
and our friend, Tony, sang some backup vocals for us on occasion
Contact me if you were in the band and I’ve forgotten your name (it’s been a long, long time)

Blonde Vinyl was a label that has inspired me for years, even though it is long and gone. For its day, it was extreme in its experimental vibe: willingness to envelope unique Avant-garde music for a demographic and platform that tended to shun the bizarre and unique.

The Founder of the Blonde Vinyl was Michael Knott, and a list of the bands can be found at this excelent tribute site.

If you are a former Blonde Vinyl artist/group, and would like to post some of your stuff up here, I would be more than willing to see what I can do! just email me!

De Colores and RazzleFlabbenz
SWVA #15
TO Paul