Giordano Bruno, wind from the east, bicycle chains, a thin patina of sweat, Metasonix, Boomerang, the cost of silver and the Hunt brothers, Bach beer, Firewire ports, Plaid stamps, Big Daddy Roth, Murphy, the space between the stations on an analog am radio. The modern-day composer refuses to sleep...
Sounds Like
Wilco, The Mass Deception, Captain Beefheart, Britney Spears
Well-amplified 15" Tone Tubby hemp cone speaker: "ZHAAAAAAAAAR!!!!"
Frank: "AHHJEEEZ GUY, turn it OFF before you plug the damn thing in!!! Look I DONT HAVE TIME FOR THIS CRAP!! WHAT?"
Myspace: "OK, Frank. Sorry. I'm over here, Frank. Want some coffee?"
Frank: "Did ya warm it in a tin cup?"
Myspace: "Uh, look, Frank. I can give you five minutes...so if there's something you want people to know..."
Frank: "I DIDNT DO IT! Hey man that's my first name. It's not Frank. It's 'I didn't do it.' That's what my mom said the moment I was born, man. Life, man, is a lie. That's what I've learned. And I learned that from exper..."
Myspace: "Cool. So you're from the school of hard..."
Frank: "DON'T INTERRUPT ME MAN I DON"T LIKE IT AND IT GIVES ME A SLIGHTLY UNCOMFORTABLE MAGNETIC FIELD."
Myspace: "Um...this coffee is quite good, Frank. It's like Starbucks' aromatic house blend. Are you sure you wouldn't like a cup?"
Frank: "Oh my favorite Starbucks is the one near the Frisco train station. Cool building, they threw out some vagrant bees or something and built it up in the middle of the dot commie thing...there always have the best free newsprint personals in those unopenable metal and art deco plexiglass stands outside. Man some of those chicks got mammaries the size of Idaho!"
Myspace: "OK Frank, look, you're wasting my time. Do you even play an instrument?"
Frank: "DONT INSULT ME MAN..."
Myspace: "OK, look, sit down, Frank. Com'on. Here ya go. Maybe that's enough coffee. Oh, I see, you got a beer. Uh huh, o.k...well, I'll just adjust my iPod universal random noise generator, uh, oh yeah, this is a nice track, kind of soothing, don't you think, Frank? Now, which instrument do you play in your group?"
Frank: "You know what this track reminds me of? You know those big sea turtles that crawl up on the beach at night and lay their eggs? Well, if you put your ear REALLY CLOSE to the razor-sharp beak of one of these mothers, they make a sound JUST LIKE THIS TRACK...except with an amplitude spike at about 10000 hertz."
Myspace: "Fine Frank, I gotta go, uh, good luck on Myspace."
Frank: "Did you ever see the tracks hundreds of tiny turtles when they all dig out and pull themselves to the ocean? It's just dappled sand, man, it's like a code put there to talk to moon dust."
Hi, thanks for the invite, outstanding songs here superb musicianship and vocals. Reminds me a little of a 60s US band called Kaleidoscope which is one of my favourite bands of all time. Hope you enjoyed my music. Peace and One Love, Tony
When I was just a child, my mother told me of my Uncle Frankie. I don't remember him because I was only 3 when he left us. My mom told us wonderful stories of Uncle Frankie and how he loved railroad tracks, and turtles. She once told us how Uncle Frankie went out for cigarettes on my birthday, and never came back. Actually, I found out that Uncle Frankie really went out to buy the birthday candles for my birthday cake, and never came back! I hope it's really, finally you Uncle Frankie!
