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By , 9 November, 2009, 1 Comment

Lois isn’t feeling well so Sam & I took a drive to Campton Cupboard to get her some soup and orange juice.  Along the way Sam asked some questions about growing up – specifically wondering why he can’t “feel” his body growing.

[audio: http://radioghost.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/bigfeet.mp3]

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By , 5 November, 2009, 2 Comments

IMG_6915I thought this was just going to be a voice with piano song, but then it seemed a little lonely so I added some strings and other voices. I always worry about overproducing stuff or turning it into shiny glass cause it’s natural to want to keep throwin stuff in there, wall-of-sound-like cause who really knows what it’s supposed to sound like?

[audio: http://radioghost.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/lostandfound.mp3]

Lyrics:

I sing with the birds
so the sky stays awake
I sleep in the trees
With the fish in the lake

Guess I’ll go lay down in the clouds
My sister’s gone to lay out in the fields
We always lay out on the ground, looking!
for the lost and found that we lost and found

I tied down the earth
But the dog never tires
Shut down all the stores
But these folks won’t retire
So we all go lay out on the ground, looking!
for the lost and found that we lost and found

I don’t have a penny
But I don’t owe a man
I ain’t got no food
I was born eating sand

Guess I’ll go lay down in the clouds
My sister’s gone to lay out in the fields
We always lay out on the ground, looking!
for the lost and found that we lost and found

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By , 4 November, 2009, 2 Comments

Right before bed we heard this strange calling sound – like someone was singing or being attacked. We went outside and heard these two owls calling back and forth and more in the distance.

[audio: http://radioghost.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Owls1.mp3]

We got maybe 20 yards away from the one in the photo. He didn’t seem to mind us there. Sam names all owls “Owley Guy”. So here’s Owley Guy.

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By , 30 October, 2009, 2 Comments

Building the set. Whirligig desk. Hidden piano. Secret lights. Some steampunk elements hopefully built in. Rusty whatevers and strange gears. Hoping to encase the monitor in battered metals.

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Going to the dump tomorrow to look in the mountain of wretched iron. Lawnmowers, kickstands, boilers, car doors, bicycles, mufflers, huge ancient sheets of sunken ship. Hopefully to find some whizzbangs to festoon upon the desk. My favorite place in the world. I would have loved to have been a sculptor. I have a thing for rust.

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By , 23 October, 2009, 2 Comments

There’s an open-mic night at my sis-in-law’s place, The Practice Room, and I’ll be setting up the piana and playing a few songs. If you live in NH and want to come and play or just watch, please do!  If you need directions write me at sleeves@radioghost.com. 🙂

Last night I was just messing around and came up with this song. Because I’m rehearsing for the “Whisper, Pray, Make Room” show, my keyboard is set up in the kitchen and the recording is just sort of demo. So you can hear drippy sink water and our heater…and maybe a TV in the background. I’m hoping to play this tonight…
[audio: http://radioghost.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/LostandFound.mp3]

“Lost & Found” Lyrics:

Guess I’ll go lay down in the clouds
My sister’s gone to lay out in the fields
We always lay out on the ground, looking!
for the lost and found that we lost and found

I tied down the earth
But the dog never tires
Shut down all the stores
But these folks won’t retire
So we all go lay out on the ground, looking!
for the lost and found that we lost and found

I rattle the birds
so the sky stays awake
I fish in the trees
And I sleep in the lake

I don’t have a penny
But I don’t owe a man
I ain’t got no food
I was born eating sand

Guess I’ll go lay down in the clouds
My sister’s gone to lay out in the fields
We always lay out on the ground, looking!
for the lost and found that we lost and found

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By , 14 October, 2009, 4 Comments

I’m putting together a one man show called “Whisper, Pray, Make Room” at my sister-in-law’s Yoga Studio – The Practice Room and I need some help.  If you’re interested in theater or voice acting or just like helping – read on.

“Whisper, Pray, Make Room” is a reinterpretation of Dickens “Christmas Carol” – with music and done in a Talk Radio Show setting.  If you’ve seen Eric Bogosian’s “Talk Radio” and can somehow picture Scrooge behind the mic as an extremist talk radio host, you’ll start to see what this is all about.

Whisper1To create a believable Talk Radio kind of atmosphere – with drops, ads, etc, I need to have some real callers.  The callers won’t be live, but prerecorded.   I’ll manipulate those parts via a Soundboard program on a computer during the show.

I already have the Callers of Christmas Past and Future.  Fans of Ron & Fez will be familiar with Blowhard and Dr. Steve.  Blowhard is playing the Ghost Caller of Xmas Past and Dr. Steve the Ghost of Xmas Yet to Come.

So what I need:

1.  A female voice for the Ghost of Xmas Present

2.  A variety of general callers.

If you’re interested in being a general caller, all you need to do is leave a voice message at my Google Voice Account at (603) 722-0540.  There’s really only 3 things here.  First – no cursing!  Ha ha.  Family show.  Sorry.  Second – try to pretend like someone has just said “You’re next on the Steve King Show”.  Third – either Hate Steve…or love him.  If you hate him, feel free to rattle off why he’s the darkest, most awful, most dangerous talk show host in the land.  If you love him, feel free to say why.  There’s no pressure here.  If you don’t like what you did, you can just erase it.

Basically, I’ll take those recorded voicemails and play them during the show as though they are live calls.  And what do you get for all your voice work?  A slice of Christmas Goose. Also you will get credit in the Playbill/cast list and on this site. 🙂

If you want to do this, but want to do it from a script, I’ll be happy to provide.  Just write me at sleeves@radioghost.com.

If you’re interested in being the Ghost of Christmas Present, please also write me at sleeves@radioghost.com.

I’m currently working with audio samples I did myself.  I’d rather not use these, but they do give a  rough idea of what I’m looking for.

[audio: http://radioghost.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/DavidCall.mp3] [audio: http://radioghost.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/FredCall.mp3] [audio: http://radioghost.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/AlexanderCall.mp3]

Thanks for reading this far if you did!

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By , 25 September, 2009, 1 Comment

Diorama I’m working on a new AMV about a man named Nestor Carroway who runs the local toy store in Lemon.  In the front window he has the huge diorama – a really beautiful replica of downtown Lemon.    If you look closely at the diorama, you’ll see about a dozen tiny bronze figures scattered here and there – in the buildings, on the benches.  Not many people know this, but these figures placed randomly, nor are they supposed to be different little characters.  They are all Nestor himself.  Every place and pose represents an important, if small, memory of his.  When he told me the story about the girl in the sack cloth, I knew I had to write up his story.

Here’s the first song, “The Girl in the Sack Cloth”:

[audio: http://radioghost.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/SackCloth.mp3]
Lyrics:
She lived down near the railroad tracks
At the top of the hill by the black smoke stacks
In a rough little house all the windows were cracked
Didn’t have any clothes but she’d sewed up a sack

I used to play piana at the old town hall
There was never a crowd in fact no one at all
But one day at the end of a sad little song
I saw the girl in the sack cloth singing along

Lord lord lord alleluia
Everything I love is blown away

She was making it up as she sang in the air
All the dreams in her heart and the way that she cared
Her eyes were closed tight and her hands in her hair
For as long as I played I knew she’d be there…

But my hands grew heavy and the moment I stopped
The girl in the sack disappeared in the dark
And as I ran from the room with my just broken heart
I knew the girl in the sack cloth could never be caught

Went down later on to the railroad tracks
Made my way up the hill to the black smoke stacks
I knocked on the door of the rough little shack
But there was nobody home and she never came back

Lord lord lord alleluia
Everything I love is blown away

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By , 23 September, 2009, 4 Comments

This has been Sam’s favorite “sleeves” song for a little while now. He sings along to the higher parts “And do the kung fu”)…and I also got some requests for the lyrics of the Weird Medicine theme, so I thought post em up:

[audio: http://radioghost.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/Doctorsteve.mp3]

Lyrics:

I’ve got diphtheria crushing my esophagus
I’ve got ebola virus dripping from my nose
I’ve got the leprosy of the heart valves
Exacerbating my incredible woes
I want to take my brain out and blast it with a wave
An ultrasonic echographic and a pulsatating shave
I want a magic pill for my ailments
The health equivalent of Citizen Kane
And if I don’t get it now in a tablet
I think I’m doomed and I’ll have to go insane
I want a requiem for my disease
So I’m paging Dr. Steve

I take a scalpel
To the vertabrae
Need some suction
In the carotid
Bring the crash cart
And do the kung fu
With the shock pads
And now he’s dead uh oh…

I’m in the mortuary dead as a doornail
I’m posthumous, incredulous and cold
I’ve got a bad case of the deadsies
Paralyzing all my thoughts and bones
Someone take their brain out and slip it in my head
I can’t do it for myself cause I’m already dead
I’m thinking Frankenstein to the maximum
Shoot some lightning in the marrow of my bones
Or mark an expedite on the afterlife
And push me quickly into heaven with a heave
But if I don’t get in for my cause of death
I’m blaming Dr. Steve

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By , 15 September, 2009, No Comment

My friend Dr. Steve has been doing his anything-goes medical radio show on XM/Sirius Satellite Radio for more than a year now.  It’s a terrific show – really entertaining and really informative.

Their three hour show from this past weekend can be downloaded here (with Dr. Steve’s blessing)

Or if you just want to sit and listen, please feel free below:

[audio: http://www.atomsmotion.com/uploads/wm091209.mp3]

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By , 11 September, 2009, No Comment

We’ve been listening to the Beatles.  Until just now, I haven’t heard Sam singing any of their songs…but as he sat down to play with play-doh he started singing Yesterday…

[audio: http://radioghost.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/SamYesterday.mp3]

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