'The Pop Heard 'Round the World'.
"Slappa da bass totes McGoats."
"This feels like a Neil Young Song."
"I have a whole folder of songs that are written to 'you.'"
7:00 Shout out to Hotel Shipwreck 1987.
10:00 "Clash City Rockers" vocals are indecipherable.
"That was fun playing with Made and doing a Sporadic Sunjam song."
"What Yoko was doing in 1980 is where dance music is now."
Dave now hates M*A*S*H the TV series.
-Funniest TV Show Moments-
"Oh, Littlefinger, you fucking weirdo."
*SPOILER ALERT* Game Of Thrones starting at 49:00 directly into The Defenders at 54:00.
I didn't know that the show would not go back to you
I didn't know that the lies that were told would come true
I didn't think or even care if it all went down in rust
I didn't mind if it did but I guess it wasn't just
The consequence was begging
For a thing that smelled like true
And the operator called up
And the financing fell through
At least we got it demoed and my wife was sick and everybody cried
Got laid off a couple times but kept on writing, man, because that's what you do
Every path of atmospheric musings keeps me coming back to you
The plot holes got dismembered
I lost my mind a bit
We put it on the podcast
Because we worked out the apocalypse
Spare you all the details
Just trying to write some songs
I'd like to keep on adding
It just takes so goddamned long
Let it rust
Dave Linantud - quitars, vocals, harmonica
Brian Lutz - bass, engineering, mixing
Sharon Santos - drums
Ian Burke - mastering
A little state of deja vu.
Closest we've ever come to being late with a podcast.
The computer is old, yo.
Plot points at 4:30.
- full Oedipus -
This is an "anchor song."
Brian has not named his computer or his "rape" van.
"There's always a nasty mattress on the side of the road in the city."
"How's that for a Baltimore accent?"
Dave does impressions of George Harrison and Brent Best.
"Everything is blurry to me today."
"You've been itching your stomach bloody?"
"Everything's fecal in your analogies."
70s cartoons YAY!
* SPOILER ALERTS *
Black Sails at 30:00
Game Of Thrones at 37:00
ALL CLEAR at 50:00.
I'm in the Arctic War and the Antarctic War
The ice is pink and black the sky is brown and grey
It's arbitrary, man, who you fight for today
It's geographic, man, for that they make you pay
For that they make you pay
This murder's never stopped since hands picked up a rock
It's cities and it's dust it's all downhill from here
We blew it when we tried to kick it into gear
Philosophy is dead on that we all are clear
On that we all are clear
The rumblings wake me up with blazing guns and then
The sky it opens up and Dawn she blazes fire
Through Elvis Presley's face the Czar and Khan retire
The mood it lightens up and Dawn douses the fire
So Dawn she saved the world
Or maybe just my brain
Or maybe all of us
Or maybe just the pain
Dave Linantud - guitar and vocals
Brian Lutz - bass, sound engineering, mixing
Sharon Santos - drums
Ian Burke - mastering
This is a macro, pull out to wide lens to see the built world outside of Baby Blue.
The influence of the Monkees on THE BIG OPERA and the actual germ of an idea that led to this is explained.
"Hell On Earth" is SFP's attempt at a straight up apocalypse song.
This song also ties into Doom Cookie's "Brown Tape."
This song has another big long ending added to take advantage of Sharon's drumming.
Dave talks about how he had to memorize Shakespearean soliloquies in high school.
The use of said soliloquies in THE BIG OPERA has really matured.
Brian talks about work and Dave talks about fostering pitbulls.
35:00 shout out to Kelsi and Corridor Cast
HELL ON EARTH
There ain't no good or evil here
Grace has just up and disappeared
Everything's too fucking loud
Collectively we're a mushroom cloud
The ground beneath me creeks and moans
The sky above is filled with drones
The singularity is worthless
This brutality is just senseless
The maelstrom sucks dry every lung
It doubles down on flares of sun
The war city's a battleship
Plastics forged from hearts and hips
The rich sit back and place their bets
This isn't armageddon yet
The selfish wants of greed protrudes
The moneymaking then ensues
As long as this machine does hum
Cannibals, daughters and sons
It chews them up and spits them out
Humanity ain't got no clout
The writers write of fogs of war
The fighters fight the scorers score
Language warps primordial thought
Human life is sold and bought
Ain't no good and evil here
Ain't no good or evil here
The fellas sit around a-strumming and a-singing. Rough but fun as fun can be.
0:00 "Seize the Day" by Eric Srtauch and Made Hood.
"Skyway" by the Replacements falsestart in keeping with the spirit of the Mats.
"Like a Rolling Stone" by Bob Dylan false start.
"Promenade" by u2 flase start.
9:30 "Climbing" by Sporadic Sunjam.
"Devil's Right Hand" by Steve Earle false start.
"Guitar Town" by Steve Earle false start.
17:00 "Rocky Raccoon" by the Beatles.
The legend of St Mark's Sister Benetia.
25:10 Jon Snow pops in.
26:00 "Freaks In the Mainstream" by SFP
40:20 "Give Up" by Made Hood.
47:00 Dave play's Henryk's latest guitar message and goes crazy for 15 minutes.
Made Hood is an Associate Professor of Ethnomusicology at University Putra Malaysia and played in bands with Dave when they were young flibbertygibbets. They joined Brian in Brian's basement, the legendary Possum Studios, and shot the shit. It's fun. Join in.
The fellas talk about these things:
1. The recent eclipse.
4, Silent Majority into Kona into Gamelan.
5. The Gamelan technique applied to circular saw blades.
6. Made gets a shitload of different tones from said blade!!!!!!
(Dave here. Professor Hood elevates the discussion somewhat. I sound like a fucking spaz. I'm pretty good at yelling shit out when Made or Brian is trying to make a point.)
DANCE YOUR DANCE