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The Discarded Pirate Song (with a very, very special middle section)

Cover by Trevor List

In fact i believe the middle section of this tune to be my finest hour. When you listen, think Beethoven’s 9th, the 4th Movement.

So as many of you are aware, at the beginning of the summer i released the soundtrack to A Pirate’s Tale, a pirate musical i wrote the songs and lyrics for with book by Shaun Rolly. Well, this is a discarded song from that musical, never used or heard, worth one last breath of sunshine particularly for the middle section, which like i said, is quite possibly my finest moment.

At the time i made this, all the songs where very heavy and ponderous and we decided we really needed a light number, something cute and funny. So this was the demo i made for a comic relief song sung by the bumbling Jonathon (who is the comic relief of the script). Eventually it was discarded and i wrote instead Abagail’s Jig which definitely works better. However, since Shaun has dug this song up to put on the Pirate’s Tale Facebook page, i figured i’d give it one last spin before it gets retired again.

So, discarded, light hearted pirate song, (Initial demo version. It’s rough.)

 

 
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Posted by on August 30, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

Women as Background Decoration: Part 2 – Tropes vs Women in Video Games

Women as Background Decoration: Part 2 - Tropes vs Women in Video Games

This post should be nothing but me linking to the new video out by Feminist Frequency detailing Tropes vs Women in Video Games.

Except.

After she released this video 3 days ago she received a series of tweets by some fucknut threatened her and her parents. He lists her parent address, lists her address, names names then tells her he is going to kill her family and threatens her with violent rape threats.

She contacted authorities and to be safe, went to stay with friends.

What. The. Fuck.

Who the hell are these people that have taken to harassing her ever since 2012 when she announced the intent to make a video series (a fucking video series for fuck’s sakes. It’s a damn Youtube series! WTF you emotionally stunted psychotwats?) talking about female tropes in video games, an excellent and long overdue idea?

Do you know jackasses like this? Do i? if i did i wouldn’t be writing this right now, i’d be over there smacking them upside the head with a garden shovel. Or in the case of this new turd, making sure he was apprehended.

Who the fuck does this shit?

I know it’s none of you fine folk. But if someone stumbles along here who does, let me please say: 1. fuck you you little dickless coward fuck. 2. I wish for you a moment of perfect enlightenment. Much like a 3 year old will one day see with the perspective of a 30 year old, i hope you actually grow the fuck up, take your meds, and have a moment of perfect enlightened vision where you actually see clearly the shit filled numbfuck you are and have to live with this knowledge of what a rat assed iguana fucker you are. I do not wish you bodily harm (okay, a little bit but that’s not what i’m actually going to ask the genie for), i wish for you enlightenment. And in the case of this last asshat, i wish your enlightenment to take place in jail, you balless dung beetle, sucker of Yog Sothoth’s black worm semen.

Without further ado, Women as Background Decoration: Part 2 – Tropes vs Women in Video Games

 
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Posted by on August 28, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

CATNIP TEA, Wolf at the Door (Radiohead)

My buddy MIljen Aljinovic,guitarist for the London Workshop production of Dolls lives in Santa Fe with his band, Catnip Tea. This is an awesome cover of Radiohead’s Wolf At The Door. 

 
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Posted by on August 27, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

Weather Report – Live in Offenbach – September 28, 1978

Weather Report was an incredibly awesome jazz fusion band from the 70s. Anyone into jazz already knows well who they are. The 78 lineup:

- Joe Zawinul (keyboards)
- Wanye Shorter (tenor and soprano saxophone)
- Jaco Pastorius (electric bass)
- Peter Erkskine (drums)

is legend after legend.

Man, this band is funky. This is the real deal here. My personal favorite period of this band is few years before, but i gotta tell, stumbling across this on Youtube, this is going down reeeeeal well right now.  If you’re looking for some awesome music to have playing for awhile, why not try this?

 
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Posted by on August 25, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

Poison Picking Time

Oh folks, between building that damn room and doing (some really awesome) hired work for a commercial and casual video game, i have NO. TIME. I wish to make fun blogs, but time is not my friend. At all.

So, in lieu of a time demanding post, here is a song by my buddy, fellow songwriter, sometimes collaborator and the guy behind any guitar you ever here on the albums from his SERIOUSLY, INCREDIBLY AWESOME ALBUM Memphis, Matthew Broyles of the The Matthew Show.

 
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Posted by on August 24, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

Pause To Build A Room

Pardon my silence, i have had to pause to build a new room.

I live in an old country house. Hovel, really. Through a great amount of work we are getting into shape. When we moved in 4 years ago, it had dirt floors, no bathroom, an outhouse with a hole in the ground, and no water on the property whatsoever.

All these things have been rectified, often through me digging (dear LORD i do a lot of digging.) We planted our own vegetable garden, built a terrace (i did not build the terrace, 2 villagers built it and absolutely ROCKED it), turned the root cellar into an awesome room which is now my studio and now…. now we need another bedroom. (We have a 5 year old and another one baking in the oven)

So, i have spent the past 4 days building the walls of the new room with some help from my brother in law (who also moved to this village) and another villager with the strength of 10 men. The 3 of us have collected 5 truckloads of mud and are mixing it with straw (the Light Straw Clay Method) and building the walls of the room as you can see here.

p0 p1 p2 p3 p4 p5 p6 p7 p8 p9 p10 p11 p12 p13 p14 p15 p16 p17 p18 p19

 
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Posted by on August 19, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

Oh Captain My Captain

Man goes to doctor. Says he’s depressed. Says life seems harsh and cruel. Says he feels all alone in a threatening world where what lies ahead is vague and uncertain. Doctor says, “Treatment is simple. Great clown Pagliacci is in town tonight. Go and see him. That should pick you up.” Man bursts into tears. Says, “But doctor…I am Pagliacci”. -Rorschach

I can deal with Robin Williams dying. It makes me sad but i can deal with it. Everyone goes sometimes. But i am having a really hard time dealing with the fact that it’s suicide. It feels like something fundamental that was never supposed to happen happened.  Like a law of physics has been broken and the world cannot be trusted again. People kill themselves, i get it. But not… for heaven’s sake not Robin Williams.

I’ve seen him be humble. I’ve seen him be funny (as HELL), i’ve seen him act like a master, he was insightful, he was…. he was so wise and seems so together. If i can’t trust him who can i trust?

He could do that thing with his brain…. where he turns it on and just keeps on riffing FOREVER. You might have seen him a  few movies and been like “yeah, he’s, you now, he’s okay, i gues he was kind of funny in that one thing…” that’s not why i stand in reverance of him. He can do that thing with his brain. That thing i try to do, just not in a comedic way. where you get it going and ride it as long and far as possible. But i can’t do it like he can.

What i’m talking about is in this clip here. He just turns on and can go forever. Sure you can be silly. i can be silly, but he is silly to jazz master levels. He is a master clown. He is Pagliacci.

Do not know his personal demons. i cannot judge him or his battles. Perhaps he found himself on the low side of battle he’s battled a thousand times, knew the tiring, painful cycle by heart and knew he had to crawl up around the spiral AGAIN, all that energy yet another time, another damn time, all for what? So he could complete the cycle yet again and find himself right back here in another year or two, or 6 months  and do it all again. So many times. Better to just bow out. Maybe he just didn’t have the energy, see the point in mustering the whole fight, the whole trial for the hundredth time.

Or maybe that’s total bullshit i’m pulling out my ass and really i have no idea at all.

I have no idea.

But… it’s just…. it’s not supposed to be HIM who cashes himself out. He’s the one i look to for reasons to go ON, for the bright side, for that dive into the joyous stream of consciousness.

I don’t understand. And if HE could… then everything is suddenly a lot more fragile than it was when i got up yesterday morning and it’s SCARY fragile.

I want to hug my little boy. And when i’m all teary and he wonders what the HECK is wrong with silly Daddy… i think i’m not gonna explain this one just yet. I explain it all, there are no taboo subjects, i don’t believe in completely shielding children, just editing for their level of understanding. I think this one we don’t have touch on just yet, i’d rather hear him tell me why Green Lantern is the most awesome superhero in the entire world.

Dammit, Robin Williams, why’d you have to break my heart at the end? Still, thank you for it all. You were an inspiration. I loved that thing you did with your brain, i always aspired to it in my own way. I hope you’re at peace.

O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
                         Here Captain! dear father!
                         This arm beneath your head!
                         It is some dream that on the deck,
                         You’ve fallen cold and dead.
 
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Posted by on August 12, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

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