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Dave and Brian, as the band Society Fringe Players, are psychedelic punk rock opera hillbillies who are using this podcast to roll out their 87 song narrative entitled THE BIG OPERA. They release a new song every Monday morning at 7 ESTand then release a commentary track every Wednesday morning at 7 EST explaining how that song fits into THE BIG OPERA. They're too "Bawmer" for their own good. Reach them on Twitter at @davelinantudsfp and @brilutz9. Yes these are Circle 9 guys.
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Now displaying: February, 2018
Feb 28, 2018

The fellas get into the plot around 10 minutes in.

TRAVELOGUE is the MAUDE of THE BIG OPERA.

- TV nostalgia breakdown -

Dueling Moe Syzlacks at 29:00

Famous B'more restaurants at 38:00

SoMd BBQ shout outs after that

 

Feb 26, 2018

1.Nostalgia

2. Hey, Look At That, Everybody, There It Is

3. Round & Round

4. One Brings More

5. Soulprice

6. Red Raheem

7. Gateway Of The Sun

8. Sunday's Blind

9. Agenda

10. The Revolution's Come & Gone

11. North Ontario

12. The Masquerader

13. Cr-cr-crazy

14. Come On Now

15. Sunday's Blind Reprise

Feb 21, 2018

This begins with a kind of fucked up intro-theme.

This is the titular song!

Radiant heat is discussed.

This is a wrap for Pork

- dead musicians -

- Beatles at 14:00 -

Magic mushrooms jump started human civilization.

Medicinal cannabis is discussd.

Each song is mixed to its own vibe.

- more "Elvis Religion" talk -

The expanded Marvel Universe is discussed.

Brian loves Zappa.

Quote of the week at the end.

Feb 19, 2018

WESTWARD

In the bed next to me the man looks just like me

He said "My name is Angel White, boy, what is yours?"

"I'm Baby Blue" I said to him he squinted back at me again

And then he stood up walked away and closed the door

I'm standing in a mirrored hall I punch and kick at every wall

I fall my knuckles bloodied dripping to the ground

I look up and see Angel White just disappear into the night

There is a term for this if not then just a sound

When I'm standing tall I can't help but fall

When I'm on my knees I feel truly free

When I see Remote Control she would just offer me a bowl

And then she mesmerized explicitly at Dawn

As she came tome again she fluctuated slightly then

She misquoted all of the words I heard before

She populated like a breeze that had a different chain link sleeve

Of retributions paid and other ones that lost

As she split the sun in half She moved against the righteous path

And climbed down from the perch that never paid the cost

As I stood to see that it wasn't me

In that playful past of iconoclasts

The old man shuffled past me there his flask was metal facial hair

He had a jumpsuit on of rhinestones shining white

Never gave me wisdom once I didn't ask for other ones

But then I saw it as a lecture from respite

Did he really give a shit I didn't think he was legit

But then the world's a work and we're all fucking marks

The greatest con became the truth Falsified by the unclaimed youth

Of everyone it fades away into a spark

I'm so goddamned tired I'm so goddamn mired

Will it ever end probably not, my friend

When a man ain't got no home there's one thing left he's born to roam

But then again to run away's too aching sad

As a pilgrim from the rest who like to propagate the best

Of worst things everywhere there's money to be had

So I disappeared to see if when a people can't be free

That you can drown your sorrows just from passing through

Guess we'll never really know but it's sure fun to try to though

And if you don't agree I ain't got time for you

All my bullets gone shot through by this song

Westward let us roam make the road our home

 

Dave - guitar, vocals, harmonica

Brian - bass, engineering, mixing

Wil - drums

Ian - mastering

 

 

Feb 14, 2018

Tom Waits stops by.

Louis Armstrong stops by.

"It's like a sleep bed for the numbers but for Porky's bass drum."

"The heat is on."

- Smith Island Cake: the official cake of the great state of Maryland -

The fellas try to figure out the Mount Everest Motivation Meme.

The fellas discuss euthanasia.

The fellas discuss death in general and looking after old folk.

 

 

Feb 12, 2018

HOSPITAL BED

Hospital bed I thought I was dead

I'm living instead I rose from the dead

So let us break bread blue suede shoes now red

In my hospital bed

I question my life I question my time

I question existence I question this rhyme

I question the sun I question the son

In my hospital bed

Scripture number one be a hound dog son

Scripture number two sing and don't be cruel

Hospital bed the scriptures I've read

He rose from the dead and Elvis ain't dead

It's all in my head all in my head

In my hospital bed

The legions they come they rise with the sun

The army's begun a million and one

It's not in my head not in my head

In my hospital bed

Scripture number three love me tenderly

Scripture number 4 close my fucking door

 

Feb 7, 2018

"Porky wanted to record a practice."

- call back to Circle 9's "Love, Lois" -

"Our Space Jams are better than the Michael Jordan movie."

"That big riff is one of the happiest things ever."

"What's going down with his 'tirt?'"

"He needs to get right with himself."

"I always wanted to end this with him wandering the desert like KUNG FU."

"Vivaldi is a pretender to the throne.

"KG and I came out of the side hatch."

FOTC and Tenacious D are legit.

"A little less coherent"

"A giant little world"

 

 

 

Feb 5, 2018

SNIPER/FLOATING

Is he the one? 

Baby Blue gun

Yes he's the one

Run

I don't belong here

You belong here

We belong here

Don't be long

Smooth sailing

Cool eeze

Breath failing

True freeze

 

Dave - guitars, vocals, mandolin, banjo

Brian - bass, engineering, mixing

Wil - drums

Ian - mastering

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