Third horn part finished. This is one of my favorite new ones. I hope you’ll all get to hear the final version. This is just a weird synthesized version of the horn parts I wrote. We will be recording the full songs with our 10 person band at the end of the month. So excited!
Another one from the horn parts I’m working on presently… Enjoy! We will be recording the full song at the end of this month!
Hi Gang!
This is a special one just for the $7 subscribers and up. Right now, I’m madly working to finish the final 15 songs of this project, with two recording sessions coming up in less than a month with two different bands… but also having a show opening for my old friend Kevin Kinsella of John Brown’s Body I thought I should add horns to our old fan favorite, Little Bitta Reggae. Here’s a pic of some of the parts and a synthesized audio version of it as well. Enjoy!
Happy New Year 2016 to all my 100songs subscribers! What an experience this year has been. We are all growing and learning… always learning if we allow for it in our lives. I know as I grow older, the tendency to grow more stubborn and think that I know what’s right grows and shrinks simultaneously. In my twenties I felt strongly that the revolution I dreamed up was the right one for the human race. What I soon learned was that the rest of the human race was thinking differently and there was no single way for all of us. Its freeing to learn that you don’t actually have to be the one to single-handedly save the world. The world may need saving, but we can all only do our singular part. I aim to live right by those around me and to make conscious choices rather than blindly accept what’s placed before me by the media machine and every other controlling giant in this world. My little rebellion might make huge waves far in the distant future, just as many others in our history. Only time tells truly.
This song #35 of 100songs, entitled Woggy Woeggy Gwoo, was a heck-of-a-lotta fun to make with Laura Lee Jones. We took turns putting our ideas forth… what it yielded was superior weirdness! I think it needs and can have no explanation, really. Just give it a listen and let me know what you think! I hope your year was wonderful and that this upcoming one grants great growth gregariously upon your wonderbrow.
https://soundcloud.com/23psaegz/35-woggy-woeggy-gwoo/s-VIa70
Woggy Woeggy Gwoo – © ⓟ 2014 Seth Faergolzia, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Hello
Hello
Woggy Woeggy Gwoo
We weebi guau
Wobby Gwoe
Woggy Woeggy Gwoo
We weebi guau
That’s what they said
I picked up a pocket
It was locked, goddammit!
Aww
Maw, this sucks
Oh fuck
Oh!
Ralph and Larry
Those hairballs!
Spacing out on Zenith Garbitrobe
Humans all around
Spacing on the sound of human garba-trolls
Slurp, slurp
Moths, all brown and hairy
Zuzuzuzub
Boss, it’s really scary!
Zub Zub Zub
Moths in my obituary!
(scary gun sound)
Beauty
Ooo.
What?
Ooo.
Beauty
And then, the horror!
The picture of a naked horse
Backward
Showing me his nethers
Nevermind the weather
Warm
Warm worms
Turns out they were caterpillars
Wiggling around on 4 legs
Not wooden pegs
Who you callin’ a ho?
You pirates
No
Yup, of course
Silly horses
Crazy naked horse pirates in space
The moths and moth avengers
(scary gun sound)
Woggy Woeggy Gwoo
We weebi guau
Wobby Gwoe
Woggy Woeggy Gwoo
We weebi guau
That’s what they said
Beauty
(scary gun sound)
That’s what they said
Here’s what else they said:
Hey Larry!
Who in the heck is that in the yellow hat?
Oh that’s just me
In my telephone underwear
Blinky blinky doo
Dooky doo, dooky doo
(jazz scat solo section)
(scary gun sound)
Woggy Woeggy Gwoo
We weebi guau
Wobby Gwoe
Woggy Woeggy Gwoo
We weebi guau
That’s what they said
That’s what she said
That’s what he said
(dance solo)
Ooo loo, ooo loo, looloolooloo…
hum hum hum
Are you reh uhee oooaeoh
I’m picking up the guac for Kevin
Count your particles
Happy New Year from 7 to 11
Here it comes
Here it comes
Here it comes
11 !!
12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18
11 !!
12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18
Woggy Woeggy Gwoo
We weebi guau
Wobby Gwoe
Woggy Woeggy Gwoo
We weebi guau
Woggy woe woo
That’s what they said
This is one of those songs that I feel shy about showing people and really self conscious about because it is kind of like other songs that exist already. It’s also a love song, and I guess I feel sometimes weird about sharing my love for one person with the world… I grew up in a home that was moderately affectionate and has grown more affectionate over the years, but I think I was made to feel a bit guarded about outward love declaration. Anyway, here it is, and I’ve even put a picture of the woman it was written for. Laura has been an incredible benefit in my life, a person who I feel deeply for and work well with, a difficult combination to find! Anyway, I think the song says it much better than I can in this typed out form. I hope you all will enjoy it. This is another one from the Blackdog Sessions. Thanks to Dominic and Stan (my bandmates) for continuing to push me into playing this one and making me feel a bit more comfortable with a public declaration of my feelings… and, of course, thanks Laura for inspiring me all the time!
https://soundcloud.com/23psaegz/34-young-and-beautiful/s-hggwj
Young and Beautiful – – © ⓟ 2014 Seth Faergolzia, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
I’m going home
Even if I have to go alone
If no one I know is there
I’m gonna look in the places where
I would hide when just a child
Where we…
Where we grew up together
Friends bound in the pleasure
In the playground where we first kissed
At night alone in the moonlight
Turn around and that feeling enters my heart and ignites
Oooo
You young and beautiful
Our bodies the same
Move through you, you move too
I wander through these places
Remember all the faces
I’m going home
After all of the places I’ve roamed
Been all around the world
Thousands of dreams have unfurled
But I want to turn around
And go to
Where we grew up together
Friends bound in the pleasure
In the playground where we first kissed
At night alone in the moonlight
Turn around and that feeling enters my heart and ignites
Oooo
You young and beautiful
Our bodies the same
Move through you, you move too
I wander through these places
Remember all the faces
And if you’re looking closer
You might fall in the habit
Of running barrel over
When you try and grab it
The past is gone, you can never get back
But you can still go home, man
You’re running away from the home that you’ve got
Instead of adding a page to the plot
I’m going home
Cuz I don’t wanna be alone
Coming home to you
I know that’s what I’m supposed to do
Instead of hiding like a child
We will grow up together
Friends, bound in the pleasure
To the playground where we still kiss
At night, alone in the moonlight
Open up, and that feeling enters my heart
Oooo
You young and beautiful
Our bodies the same
Move through you, you move too
I wander through these places
Remember all the faces
You, young and beautiful
You, young and beautiful
You, young and beautiful
Our bodies the same.
Hello friends and fans! I’m happy to be nearing the end of 2015 while completing the first step my #100songs project. I know, you’re probably like, um… it’s December 28th and you’re only on song #33. Yeah, er, um (looks at toes, hands clasped behind back, looks up at you and…), so it took a bit longer than I had expected, AND I also was out on tour through Europe for a month in the middle of it all… so, cut me some slack 😉 I’ve been rehearsing for two different recording sessions, one with 23 Psaegz and another with a smaller contingency of that band tentatively named Multibird or VsVvs or Faergolzia. Send us your votes as to which name you like best!
In case you don’t know yet, this song project involves recording 50 songs over the course of 2015 from the 100 songs I wrote during the end of 2014. I’m nearing the end. There are 39 completed at this time, but I’m waiting for mixes from John Kilgore and Jim McElwaine at Kilgore Sound for 3 of them, and I have not yet posted another few. In addition to these, at the end of January, the Sages will be going into BlackDog, Rochester, NY, and the “unnamed contingency” will hit Kilgore Sound in February for the very last tracks. 50, maybe even 52 songs… a little late, but the art is what really matters.
This song, Devil, Devil is one facing up to that age old problem of mastering one’s self in order to defeat the negativity of the world. I chose to use the devil mataphor though I’m not really a believer in the existence of that being.
https://soundcloud.com/23psaegz/33-devil-devil
Devil, Devil – © ⓟ 2014 Seth Faergolzia, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
[Dmin – F – E] 3x, then [G]I really hate it when we’re tied together
I really hate it when we’re tied together
I really hate it when we’re tied together
Wonder if we’re stuck forever
Hitching down the road of passion
I’m hitching down the road to passion
Hitching down the road of passion
Even when its out of fashion
They say that nothing last forever
They say that nothing last forever
They say that nothing last forever
It’s also said that fate is clever
Devil get out of my action
Devil stay out of my passion
Devil get out of my action
Devilry is out of fashion
Devil, devil keep a poppin’ up and try to hand me a bottle
But I keep on refusing his gift
Cuz there’s a mental shift when I bring the spirits to my lips
Devil, devil try to own me, but no one owns me
I’ve got a mind of my own
Devil, devil try to own me, but no one owns me
I’ve got a mind of my own
Devil, devil try to own me, but no one owns me
There’s a fate that ties this world together
There’s a fate that ties this world together
There’s a fate that ties this world together
Wonder if we’re stuck forever
Tired of the mean and pointless
I’m sick of all the pain and sorrow
Pissed about a cursed tomorrow
No one knows the way to go
Devil, devil keep a poppin’ up and try to hand me a bottle
But I keep on refusing his gift
Cuz there’s a mental shift when I bring the spirits to my lips
Devil, devil try to own me, but no one owns me
I’ve got a mind of my own
Devil, devil try to own me, but no one owns me
I’ve got a mind of my own
Oh yes, the end is clearly in sight! We’ve been at this project all year round. So many people I’ll need to thank publicly at the end of this all. It’s been wild and painful, but mostly inspired and progressive! I’ve learned so much as an engineer, producer and songwriter as I look backward over this year. I regret slightly that I have not been able to get all 50 songs completed by my January deadline, but we have been working! Not to worry!! We’ve managed to rehears 7 newbies with the 23 Psaegz and another 5 with a smaller form of the band which is tentatively being called Multibird… or VsVvs…. or Faergolzia… any votes? comment below! We’ll be recording at the end of January at Blackdog with the 23 Psaegz, and I think we will be recording in NYC sometime in February again at John Kilgore Sound, where we recorded with Faergolzia during our tour in September which took us to Europe.
This song was recorded here in my studio and also at Gil Mortio’s place in Brussels, Belgium. He’s an awesome musician whose project name is Joy As a Toy. Check em out!! I sent Gil a rough, lo-fi recording of my voice and guitar and he did everything else. It’s a pretty wild interpretation of my original sketch. I love that, you know, like when a person takes what you said and turns it into something which is totally different but still allows you to maintain your original point. I think I’d call this mutuality with individualism, a lovely combination, revolutionary, really.
https://soundcloud.com/23psaegz/mistrust-is-mechanical/s-lUYDP
Mistrust Is Mechanical – © ⓟ 2014 Seth Faergolzia, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Like a needle in a haystack
put it in a backpack
pick it throw away again
put it in a pigpen
zip it in a ziplock
take it to the pick pock
it would seem that mistrust is mechanical
response to environment biological
when i breath this mistrust build a globule
spittle in the middle of my throat, botanical
seems mistrust is… mechanical
piddle in the middle of a boat in monaco
needle in a haystack
put it in a back pack
take a piddle on the roof rack
pick pocket payback
there’s a nickel on the dashboard
plastic figure of his lord
prays to it every day
stole my wallet just the same
it would seem that mistrust is mechanical
response to environment biological
when i breath this mistrust build a globule
spittle in the middle of my throat, botanical
it would seem that mistrust is mechanical
response to environment biological
it would seem that mistrust is mechanical
response to environment biological
it would seem that mistrust is mechanical
response to environment biological
mistrust is mechanical
mistrust is mechanical
This has become my mantra. This and other concepts like it. The self doubt I’ve gone through during my career as a musician and my experiences socially in the public sphere are over. I’ve decided very deliberately to be my best self at all times, that way, people see the real me and better things continue to happen. I think often we can doubt ourselves because we are afraid of success or afraid that people will pay attention to us… and what if we can’t match up to their expectations of us?? Yikes! That can be intimidating, but I’ve decided that rather than being intimidated by what could or could not happen, I will be who I am, and the people I’m meant to know will be attracted to that self, and the people I’m not meant to know will fall off like dead leaves. It was really hard to take control of my life in this way. I still falter, but I maintain a focus on the idea of really being awesome, owning whatever it is I say or do, really owning it. That’s what this song is about. It’s recorded at Black Dog Studios in Rochester, NY with my tuba player friend, Brett Gobe.
https://soundcloud.com/23psaegz/be-awesome/s-i744T
Be Awesome – © ⓟ 2014 Seth Faergolzia, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
When you’re getting in an uncomfortable place
They can all tell by the look on your face
You’re uncomfortable, you feel uncomfortable
Looking at your chin instead of the face in your face
They know you’re not feeling wonderful
Makes ’em uncomfortable
What I’ve got to say is:
Be awesome, be awesome, be true, be true
Just love it, don’t leave it, be you be you be you!
And you’re paranoid, you’re overparanoid
You’re oh so paranoid, you look annoyed
Making such a spectacle
At the festival where you lost your testicle
You were tested and you’re actually acceptable
So get out of the void
Be awesome, be awesome, be true, be true
Just love it, don’t leave it, be you be you be you!
The challenge is your mind
The challenge is your own mind own mind own mind
Cuz when you use your brain
Nothing stays the same
You can get stuck for miles and miles of rain
When you’re getting in an uncomfortable place
Try to think of the look on your face
Make it comfortable, make it comfortable
Be awesome, be awesome, be true, be true
Just love it, don’t leave it, be you be you be you!
Quing is definitely one of our band favorites to play with 23 Psaegz… also with Faergolzia. This recording comes from the Black Dog sessions, of which you’ll be hearing more and more of in the coming month and half till the completion of this step of the project. Pretty exciting to give you all these songs! I hope ya like it as much as we do!
https://soundcloud.com/23psaegz/quing/s-93OFj
Quing – © ⓟ 2014 Seth Faergolzia, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Each day live to the limit
No way the man’s gonna bring me down
Ooo tell me can you hear the sound of your rushing heartbeat
And when your body combines with the sun
And time is endless for everyone
See the pointlessness of the complaints of the world
We are the bigness, the isness, not the bizness
I ride these fields with you Johnny
I bought these cookies for your tummy, alright
This fields got me feeling alright
And we’ve miles to go yet
I try to feel for my money
No legs to feel, but I’m feeling alright
This feel’s got me fielding all night
And the drumbeat goes like…
Guh, guh guh
And when your body combines with the sun
And time is endless for everyone
See the pointlessness of the complaints of the world
We are the bigness, the isness, not the bizness
The world has somehow gone horribly wrong
and when you’re singing a horrible song
Remember we’re not here for so very long
Sing your horrible song
Sing your horrible song
Sing your horrible song, oooo
Hey now blue rider
Quing of the night
Riding all across the sky
It beats many times every minute
It’s like a clock when you’re in it
Loud, oh tell me can you hear the sound
Of your rushing heartbeat
And when your body combines with the sun
And time is endless for everyone
See the pointlessness of the complaints of the world
We are the bigness, the isness, not the bizness
The world has somehow gone horribly wrong
and when you’re singing a horrible song
Remember we’re not here for so very long
Sing your horrible song
Sing your horrible song
Sing your horrible song, oooo
Hey there! Here’s my free track of the month. I promised one free one every month. I am running behind on posting these so I think this is actually July’s freebie. I’ll be posting another 10 tracks in the coming week and a half, one per day. Most of them are for subscribers only. If you’re interested in subscribing just follow THIS LINK and sign up! It’s not expensive and you get a ton of great material and an inside view into my process.
This song was written on an evening when I wanted to go out to a show my friend Matt O’Brian from the band Thunderbody was putting on. I couldn’t go out to the show because I had to stay home and care for my child so I decided to write my version of a Thunderbody song, haha…. it’s nothing like what they do, but perhaps there is a glimmer of their style in there (they play reggae, I’d call this song a freak-prog-reggae tune). I have been getting more and more interested in what’s happening in the governments of our world lately, so lyrically this came out… but also, I reference a Buddhist chant melody that I heard repeatedly for weeks when my daughter got her hands on one of those sweet Buddha boxes they sell. It was our favorite tune on the box… just kinda came out in the song. Anyway, I hope you all will enjoy this as much as I and the 23 Psaegz do. It’s one of our faves!
https://soundcloud.com/23psaegz/hand-up-its-butt
Hand Up Its Butt – © ⓟ 2014 Seth Faergolzia, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Recorded by Robert Blackburn at Black Dog Studios, Rochester, NY
Worry ’bout the past tomorrow
Nothing can you do today
When you’re looking down in sorrow
You will miss the point, they say
As they say, a puppet runs the world
Only has the power to wave a hand
With a hand up its butt
Better make a stand
You are on a mission of the utmostestest importance
Me, well, I’m the same, on the same mission
Oh….
All nations in the world resolving
To giving all they have to give
One by one all problems solving
Having all the space to live
UH!! Yeah!! UH!! YEAH!!!!!!!
We who we are, we are the young and free
We who we are, we are the young and free
Worry ’bout the past tomorrow
Nothing can you do today
When you’re looking down in sorrow
You will miss the point, they say
As they say, a puppet runs the world
Only has the power to wave a hand
With a hand up its butt
Better make a stand
You are on a mission of the utmostestest importance
Me, well, I’m the same, on the same mission
oh….
We who we are, we are the young and free
We who we are, we are the young and free.