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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: September, 2018
Sep 28, 2018

00  "Pardon me, zip code nazi."

05  "This is better than the crab feast five hours ago."

10  "If I came in drumming like the originals it would be great."  

15  "There's like a general outline."

20  "This is a novel told in songs."

25  "Nobody had any emotional explosions."

30  Netflix Video Pitch

35  "I went to Sherwood Forrest in Charles City, Virginia."

40  "It's hard not to do an accent."

45  "Billy Joe's a little cuter than Tim."

50  "You see I get in my head."

52  ABRUPT ENDING


Sep 26, 2018

00  "Pardon me, zip code nazi."

05  "This is better than the crab feast five hours ago."

10  "If I came in drumming like the originals it would be great."  

15  "There's like a general outline."

20  "This is a novel told in songs."

25  "Nobody had any emotional explosions."

30  Netflix Video Pitch

35  "I went to Sherwood Forrest in Charles City, Virginia."

40  "It's hard not to do an accent."

45  "Billy Joe's a little cuter than Tim."

50  "You see I get in my head."

52  ABRUPT ENDING

Sep 24, 2018

VEGAS MARRIAGE

 

Texas is fading fast

Look at them South Dakota plates

That Caddy is our next blast

Headed west suck the desert dry

The FBI ain't no match for me

Look at old Billy Redfoot fly

Charlene's face is in my lap

Blasting through the Vegas skyline baby

Gonna marry her tonight hope they don't need no birth certificates

 

I think the preacher's gonna die

He's choking up chunks of lung like chocolate pudding

Me and Charlene got to laugh

I'm glad she snagged some extra napkins from the diner

The organ player she's a whore

She gave Charlene her business card

The ceiling seems somewhat stained

Charlene said "How did those stains get up there?"

I'm gonna marry her tonight hope they don't need no birth certificates

I took her as my lawful wedded wife then I fucked her in the Cadillac

The future seems to be a shining beacon in the night

It is unwritten so a breath of newness flows through me like benign poison

Diamonds sparkle like a Mozart song we're tripping balls so say "so long"

We're in a psychedelic orgasmic euphoria

 

Dave - guitars, vocals, organ

Brian - bass, engineering, mixing

Andy - drums, percussion

Ian - mastering

 

Sep 19, 2018

05 - "They're not in the teens."

10 - "Don't talk about it. You just got to do it."

15 - "Twenty years ago it was an island."

20 - "Interdimensional is more along the lines of what's going on."

25 - "...I don't recommend psychedelics to those people."

30 - "Double you, oh, oh, ee, are; 'wooder.'"

35 - "I can dig through my bag and find it."

40 - "I found my notebook from 2003."

45 - "You're doing sepia toned nostalgia."

50 - "January 31st (2003) the Ottobar Clash Tribute Show.

55 - "I got 7 gigs listed on here. I am a nerd."

00 - "That's how I roll, man. I'm a songwriter."

Sep 17, 2018

BLOOD

 

Roam, suckers, roam through the markets of Chin Pau

With you races full of hope and your pockets full of dollars

Roam, suckers, roam with the freedom of life blood

Sucking face with grace in a love that's blessed by turmoil

 

Mourn, sucker, mourn 'cause you spit on family blood

And you turned your back on Momma, she never turned her back on you

Mourn, sucker, mourn with your shoulder slinging nine

And that bullet by your heart which your brother broke on purpose

Roam, sucker, roam

 

Laugh, sucker, laugh, 'cause revenge is blood that boils

And the reason why it is is the reason why we're here

Laugh, sucker, laugh 'cause your life's a twisted mess

Let's look back in anger to how we got here

Roam, sucker, roam

 

Oh, precious blood

Relinquishing its hold on what's to be

Oh precious blood

New day rising bloody still blood still bloody still

Blood flows through our veins

 

Picture - "Blood Heart" by Philip Roberts

Dave - vocals, guitars

Brian - bass, engineering, mixing

Andy - drums, percussion

Ian - mastering

 

Sep 12, 2018

05  "We find out the relationship between Billy and Johnny later."

10  "I'm not going to go up to New York to go to fucking Baltimore."

15  13:00 *SPOILER ALERT*THE EXPANSE*

20  Hidden Waylon Jennings/Slobberbone tributes

25  "It smells like a basement to me."

30  "How the fuck come I wasn't playing!"

35  "I like car songs."

40  "Production of 'The El Camino' I just treated it like a waltz."

45  "...and then it goes crazy at the end."

50  "He couldn't even fathom...nobody can."

55  ABRUPT ENDING!

Sep 10, 2018

THE TALE OF THE EL CAMINO

 

The tale of the El Camino 

She's waltzing and drafting on air

Time and relative dimension in space

With a consciousness tied to my hair

With the breeding of an overhand punch

That pukes up a paisley gold flight

In the form of a youthful arachnid

Opportunity's also called plight

Around and away we go in the bed of an old Chevrolet

Straightening the hill flattening the curve

Doing it all night and day

Okay

Some say that the car has a conscience

Some simply say that she's a truck

Stock 305 bolstered by a warp drive

And a temporal matrix of luck

Remote Control found her in the portal

But she's been around lo many years

Here's what she did 'fore the Big Opera Grid

Just a matter of grinding them gears

Chorus

 

Dave - guitars, mandolin, vocals

Brian -bass, engineering, mixing

Andy - drums, percussion

Ian - mastering

 

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