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Dave and Brian are using this podcast to roll out their 80 song rock opera entitled APOCALYPSE TOMORROW. They'll alternate songs with podcasts that consist of conversations that start out about the song and then lead to wherever. Both fellas are pop culture junkies, mainly scifi and any entertainment that has achieved cult status. Mainly they're aging rock and roll guys who are STILL banging around Society's Fringes looking for a way in.
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May 20, 2016

The first act has concluded! Did you see what we did there? In order for the first course to digest Dave and Brian have made some special podcasts that don't correspond specifically to anything in The Big Opera. This is the first one they one dropped. Here they break down improvisation in music, according to them. Notable quotes: "Tom Waits is f****** bananas!" and "Shakespeare's bad as f***, dude!" Also mentioned, the 3 record couplet.

May 16, 2016

Doctor Dave and Snoop Brian Bri delve into the creaion "Torn Dress Blues" and how it fits into the larger narrative. The conversation soon throttles into Doctor Who, Star Wars, and John & Yoko. Quote of the day: "They live to f*** with you."

May 13, 2016

TORN DRESS BLUES

There's a torn dress in the corner I don't know where it's from

I got bloody knuckles and I got a broken thumb

There's a shovel by the door I don't know why it's there

I got dirty fingernails and blood all in my hair

I thought it was er tat I buried but I seen her walking down the street

If it wasn't her that I buries I guess it must have been me

 

The Blues is half of the essential handbook for any serious musician in the United States of America. By "the blues" what folk scholars actually mean is "music created by Africans in America." The other half is the folk music the Europeans conjured when confronted by this vast land trying to hold onto their roots. Neither is more important than the other. There's no guilt for being more in one camp than the other. In a land where certain freedoms are guaranteed in writing if not practice the only music jettisoned by the masses is that of the high born and educated, which is a goddamn fucking dirty shame. It's encapsulated by the banjo, an African instrument beloved by the ones whose necks are sunburned. As Johnny Cash would say, "meditate on it." The indigenous music got fucking trampled.

May 8, 2016

Davey Dave and Dr Bri break down the 5th song in DAWN.1 and APOCALYPSE TOMORROW, "Elvis Is God." The conversation turns to altering one's conciousness through epic jams and John Lennon's extra strand of DNA.

May 6, 2016

Elvis Is God

The second coming played a rhapsody

Rubbery legged both white and black

Kept the preaching to a minimum

Blood and sweat poured down his sunburned neck

His eyes shut tight and his soul was pure

Jet black hair and karate pose

Sang a song about a mystery

Reverberated 'round the globe

..........

Sideburn Jesus was pumping gasoline

Curled his lip and shook his ass

Drove his truck up to the Temple

The vendors said they'd take a pass

Said "Get your sorry self on back to Memphis

Don't want to hear no blues by whites"

The sneering scarred out face of slavery

Flew across the sky at night

..........

They cleaned him up and took his picture

But the colonel betrayed his very soul

Treated the King like a whored out marionette

But you can't kill Rock and Roll

The last temptation in the Holy Land

Desert sand and neon lights

People come from near and sunder

See him sing three shows a night

They say he's dead but thy're not right

Elvis Is God

 

 

 Dave Linantud: Vocals, guitars, bass

Ryan Bowen: drums

 

May 2, 2016

Dave and Brian discuss "If I Die Tonight." They start with the inspiration for the writing of the song and drift into Rhys Darby's career and the nitty gritty on how to stage an 80 song rock opera.

Apr 29, 2016

IF I DIE TONIGHT

If I die tonight I would be alright

Because I don't want to live

If I had a chance with my decadence

Well then my life is all I could give

I would sacrifice for the other life

That somehow might not end

If I had to guess I would ask this mess

Would never come again

If I have to fall I implore you all

Not to follow what I done

If I had a choice with my lonely voice

I would pull the trigger of this gun

If I die tonight I would be alright

Because I don't want to live

If I had a chance with my decadence

Well then my life is all I could give

If I die tonight I'm gonna live

Live on and on and on

 

Dave Linantud: guitar and vocals

T. Chris Johnson: violin

Produced by Brian Lutz

Engineered by Greg Humphries

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Apr 25, 2016

Snoop Davey Dave and Doctor Bri break down "She's Afraid Of You" with the help of E Strauch who has two thirds of the Axis in him. The conversation turns to the singularity and the idiocy that is labeling music.

Apr 22, 2016

SHE'S AFRAID OF YOU

You spent all your time on

Who you climbed the walls for

Spent all of your money too

She feels like an outcast

This true love did not last

She is getting tired of you

Spend the days growing colder

Yeah

She's already gone

She's afraid of you

Ignore all of her bruises

Concentrate on bad things

Hit her when you're feeling bad

She wouldn't bear your children

Miscarried your first born son

First one that you ever had

Spend the days in icy silence

Yeah

She moves out

She's afraid of you

And the days go on

She came back one day and

You felt like a real man

You hit her just a bit too hard

You made up a gravestone

Laid her out on flagstone

Buried her in your back yard

 

Apr 18, 2016

Joined once again by E Strauch, the fellas break down what went into the song "Greeting Card" and the machinations involved in narrative storytelling in a medium that just don't cotton to it. Also it's only 3/8 pretentious as it sounds because it's goofy.

Apr 15, 2016

GREETING CARD

Walking in the dark

Waiting for the sync to kick the new

Blowing on a spark

Banners reading "loss" when lies turn true

A thunderstorm will rage in the dark but I'll still scream for the sun

A million hopes lie shattered in the dusk build them back one by one

Reaching out my hand

Stumble blindly fall and taste the ground

Crack an awkward joke

Smiling at the bummers all around

A greeting card that's stuck to the floor

From dreams that spill from a whiskey glass

The sunrise blanked by the clouds of the storm

Sitting by and I watch the world spin past

It won't last

Watch the goings on

I just don't feel part of this at all

Turned away and gone

Save me from the summer of the fall

A greeting card that's stuck to the floor

From dreams that spill from a vodka glass

The sunrise blanked by a castle n the shore

Sitting by and I watch the world spin past

It won't last

 

Dave Linantud: guitars, bass, vocals

Ryan Bowen: drums

T. Chris Johnson: fiddle

Produced by Brian Lutz

Mastered by Drew Mazurek

Engineered by Greg Humphries

 

Apr 10, 2016

Here Dave and Brian are joined by Eric Strauch who sat in on drums for a while last fall and winter. Rigidly adhering to the format thusly established the fellas get into the writing and recording of the song "The Glow," the first in APOCALYPSE TOMORROW, and hen see where the conversation wants to go.

Apr 6, 2016

THE GLOW

As Jesus sighed the Romans sharpened spears

He asked the Holy Ghost he said "What the hell am I doing here?"

With the hand of Satan they bought a business ain't that nice

Jesus said "Here's to you, Satan" and melted everlasting life in a knife

By the firelight they sand and they turned with a toast

To raise glasses of hearth to the heavenly ghost

A line made of footprints they melted the snow

That was frozen to iron by the heat from the glow

The old man coughed the spit froze to his beard

A piss drunk Cassanova wasted from the years

His words were slurred and broken he raised his flask again

He said "To everyone who hrts, give from your own pain."

He was slain

By the trashcan he sighed and he turned with a toast

To raise glasses of pain to the heavenly ghost

A line made of footprints they melted the snow 

That was frozen to iron by the heat from the glow

So we dance by the firelight and sing songs of joy

No government can crush our musical toy

No war can kill melodies hovering free

Let the magic of music release you and me

 

Dave Linantud: Guitars, bass, vocals

Ryan Bowen: Drums

T. Chris Johnson: Fiddle

Produced by Brian Lutz

Mastered by Drew Mazurek

Engineered by Greg Humphries

Apr 4, 2016

On their initial podcast the fellas in Society Fringe Players lay out their grand plans for releasing an 80 song science fiction rock opera over the course of years one song at a time. 

Apr 4, 2016

Dave and Brian are using this podcast to roll out their 80 song rock opera entitled APOCALYPSE TOMORROW. They'll alternate songs with podcasts that consist of conversations that start out about the song and then lead to wherever. Both fellas are pop culture junkies, mainly scifi and any entertainment that has achieved cult status. Mainly they're aging rock and roll guys who are STILL banging around Society's Fringes looking for a way in.

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