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“Tourniquets & Windmills” Song for Fez

By , 28 September, 2010, 4 Comments


I wanted to write a song about Fez going into the hospital – but it’s hard because he doesn’t really like music. I kept thinking about a song I wrote a while back and that seemed to express what I was thinking.

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Tourniquets & Windmills:

Oh I never said this
my life is always ending
I built a little village
then burned it down
All along the edges
of fire and such inventions
like tourniquets and windmills
I saved the town
Hold to the body
As we swing from the stars
Hold to the body
As we swing from the stars
I’ve got a shoebox
of worn out believers
We’ve traveled so far
But we can’t seem to get here
Just like followers of a not yet born universe
Just like followers of a not yet born universe
Life in outer space
Is like laying in a coffin
An eternity of darkness
Without a sound
Only little children
dismayed and lightly wounded
can build a better rocket
and leave the ground

“Of Thee I Sing” song for “The Smokers” play

By , 17 September, 2010, No Comment

My friend John Herman is putting together a festival of steampunk plays. He solicited songs to go along with the plays and thus I got to write a song for Leslie Poston’s play (adapted by Leslie and E. Christopher Clark) “The Smokers”.

“The Smokers” takes place in a kind of 1984-like world where smoking is banned. I sort of abstracted out of that – using some of the narrative specifics as well as my subjective reaction to it.
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Of Thee I Sing

I grew up in a small town
Or, be fair, grew down
On the porch at night in the tin moonlight
On a shipwreck drown
Rising up from my hands and lips
A ghostly gown
and it’s you I trace in the porch light smoke
in ragged rings
oh it’s you I trace in the porch light smoke
Of thee I sing
Roll your own now just like a train
Down the old tracks in the rain
Roll your own now just like a train
When the tracks disappear start again

Stood alone in the alleyway
In the upside down
Waiting there for the telltale sign
Of the red burned brown
Shadow life of the smokers
Wear a shame made crown
and it’s you I trace in the lamplight smoke
in ragged rings
oh it’s you I trace in the lamplight smoke
Of thee I sing

“Hurricane Earl Douglas” Song for Ron & Fez

By , 6 September, 2010, No Comment


It was as though Earl himself was at the cloudy helm of Hurricane Earl. Take a look at Earl’s book…really nice. I miss him on R&F.

This song was mastered, retracked, re-arranged and juggled about by the super musical, super talented John Presley.

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Hurricane Earl Douglas
Has blown out all the stars
Rains ripping at the highway
And the evacuating cars

But he got his maps all backwards
And drifted out too far
He burns above the ocean
And wonders where we are

And through the window of the window of the window of the window
Of the house five houses down
I can see a picture on the mantel of the mountains and a poor man leaving town

And through the window of the window of the window of the window
Of the house five houses down
I wonder if the picture on the man above the mountains is a hurricane or clown

When you wake up torn to pieces
So divided
And you Roll straight down the streets but still in bed
And your dreaming of the day you’ll wake united
All the storm clouds clearing from your head

Wind like anesthesia
Tearing at the ground
And scratching at the ocean
And making every sound

But Hurricane Earl Douglas
Fumbled his attack
Now he’s off hanging paintings
And he’s not coming back

Chorus