Seth Faergolzia

Category: 100 Songs

  • Song #27 – Makiarch

    Hi there subscribers!

    So I’ve gotten a bit behind in my postings.  It has been hard getting back into recording and finishing up this 50 song recording project post-tour, but I’m back in the swing of it and have a large number of songs to post here.  I’ll be (hopefully) posting them daily for the next two weeks.  I’ve finished 37 of the recordings.  My band 23 Psaegz is recording 6 new songs in January and my other band VsvVs is going to be recording another 5-7 songs around then too.  We’re all working hard!  Hopefully I can post some videos so you all can see our progress soon.  I’m also working a few songs here in my studio.  Get ready for a massive influx of new music!

    https://soundcloud.com/23psaegz/makiarch/s-KmSki

  • Song #26 – Dumb Waiter

    My good friend Gil Mortio from Brussels, Belgium put this song together from an a capella version I wrote.  I really made it come to life in ways I never would have imagined.  He seems to do that with all his work.  He’s got a stellar band called Joy As A Toy, which I highly suggest checking out.  The image which goes along with this track is by a friend from Portugal who lives in Morges, Switzerland named Ivo Emanuel Coelho Gonçalves.  He’s done great poster designs for me two tours in a row now!

    https://soundcloud.com/23psaegz/dumb-waiter/s-zYRv0

    DUMB WAITER – © ⓟ 2014 Seth Faergolzia, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
    A lion says you love me
    Even in your secret whisper
    Terror beckons forth love
    Marriage is a worth pain
    Buried in a turban
    Carry me to the mocha flats
    Where the mochachino healthy hats
    Spring along fare oh well
    Dingaling Fare thee well
    Teleport my fridgerator
    To the crater in the waves
    Make sure they don’t take out my dumb waiter
    Teleport my dumbwaiter instead
    Dumb waiter, can I take your order

    See you later, toodle-ooo toodle-ooo
    See you later
    Bank a ton on me
    I bank your four eyes
    Like to bank your four eyes
    For these guys to my left
    No big surprise, these guys
    To my left
    They’re in disguise
    Like my dumbwaiter
    Can I take your order
    Dumbwaiter
    Don’t make me see you later!

    Can I make your order
    Can I take your water
    Can I drink the water from your table

    I’ve made this my mask
    Tell me if I’m a dumbwaiter or not
    Just ask
    If you haven’t got a clue
    Just ask, ask
    Would you like a word or two
    Dumbwaiter, I’m braver
    Made of flavors
    See you later
    I’m working
    I have to go back to work now
    goodbye, goodbye
    See you later
    I have to go back to my work now
    Goodbye

  • Song #24 – Pity Party (co-produced by Grey Revell)

    What a busy stretch I’m going through.  It would seem that I am behind on releasing songs for this project, but I have been actually getting ahead on the project by recording clusters of songs with people and planning recording sessions.  It is out of necessity because my puppet opera 23 Psaegz is about to have our first performance with puppets.  The puppets are very large things which people get inside of… a brand new artform for me to work in.  So we’ve just been learning and coming up with our plans from scratch.  It’s been difficult and rewarding.  Many people have been putting in time to make this work.  I feel so blessed.  I’m thankful to my friend Grey Revell of Impermanence Studios in Belmont, NC for his production work on this track.  He did a wonderful job both adding instruments to my original simple version and then mixing the whole thing into a cohesive sounding track.  Hopefully he and I will be working together more in the future!!

    https://soundcloud.com/23psaegz/pity-party/s-aPeQD

    PITY PARTY

    Heart and body will bleed when I sit down and know the party is done
    Hey we’ll scream out, the party leavings on the floor, I can’t take this anymore
    Hey!  come clean up what you’ve left behind
    I’m not your mother, and I didn’t throw this party for your benefit
    You’ve ruined it, make me sick
    I’m not your mother, not your sister or your brother
    We’re not even friends, why did you come in here again?

    Alright, alright
    The paper died, you take my pride slowly
    You’ve taken all that you can from me
    Now Go
    I don’t want you here.

    I’ll keep my pride
    A revolution’s starting below
    You were never meant to see it
    The world is starting up
    We’re standing up on our own
    And there ain’t nothing you can do to stop it

    Don’t get in our way, Don’t breathe in our space
    You’ve done enough this time
    This pity party’s over

    Alright, alright
    The paper died, you take my pride slowly
    The paper died with human pride
    Our wheels collide
    I’m taking sides
    Linking arms with what I know is right

    And I’ll fight with my will
    For the wings to take flight
    For the answer inside
    I’ll no longer hide

    A revolution in the streets
    In the market on our feet
    A revolution overboard
    Throw the monster to the dogs

    A revolution in the streets
    In the market on our feet
    A revolution from within
    Rip the monster from your skin

    Alright, alright
    The paper died, you take my pride slowly
    The paper died with human pride
    Our wheels collide
    I’m taking sides
    Linking arms with what I know is right

    Don’t get in our way
    Don’t breathe in our space
    You’ve done enough this time
    This pity party’s over

  • Song #23 – Maybe I Will

    It seems every summer I say to myself, “This will be the summer I relax and enjoy nature and the weather etc etc”, and halfway through it I am hard at work again on some new project.  Usually I’m frustrated at it because it’ll be booking work or online band promotion or whatever… the stuff independent musicians invariably have to take care of in our day to day lives.  This year, it doesn’t feel so bad!  I’m working on multiple projects, but they are mostly artistic in nature.  We ARE planning a tour for September / October in EUROPE, but the stuff I’m mainly focused on is rehearsing my rock opera, my band, and building big puppets!!  We are premiering my rock opera all three nights of the Purple Pig Music Festival in Naples, NY, August 28, 29 and 30th!!  This is a massive undertaking with a big band and a bunch of puppets, something I’ve been working on for the past 8 years.  It’s name is 23 Psaegz.  The band was formed around this project.

    Anyway, on to the 100songs project.  It may look as if I’ve slowed down in putting the songs together for you all, but the fact is, we’ve been in Black Dog, a great studio here in Rochester, NY, recording 7 new songs for the project.  In addition to that, there are producers from Belmont, North Carolina, New York City, and Brussels, Belgium working on tracks for this project.  Some really exciting productions are coming out of these talented technicians!!  Without further ado, I’d like to present a track recorded by yours truly and produced / mixed by Brian Speaker at SpeakerSonic Studio, Brooklyn, NY.

    https://soundcloud.com/23psaegz/maybe-i-will/s-Z1gGk

    MAYBE I WILL – © ⓟ 2014 Seth Faergolzia, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

    MAYBE I WILL
    MAYBE I WON’T
    PICK UP THE SUN WITH A LADLE MADE OF STARS
    LIVE OUT MY DREAMS NO MATTER HOW BIG OR FAR THEY ARE

    MOVE AND FOLLOW MY HEART, NO MATTER
    NO MATTER WHERE I GO IT’S THE SAME
    THEY CAN’T HOLD DOWN MY SOUL, NOT FOREVER
    NO MATTER WHAT THEY DO I’LL REMAIN

    MAYBE I WILL
    MAYBE I WON’T
    RIP A HOLE THROUGH THE FABRIC OF REALITY
    MAYBE I WILL
    MAYBE I WON’T
    PICK UP A POSSE AND WE’LL FLY INTO A RAINBOW
    MAYBE I CAN MAYBE I CAN’T
    BUT IF I DON’T TRY WHAT WOULD BE THE POINT OF ME
    MAYBE I WILL
    MAYBE WE CAN
    AT LEAST I’LL TRY AND JUMP INTO THE SKY AND SEE

    MOVE AND FOLLOW MY HEART, NO MATTER
    NO MATTER WHERE I GO IT’S THE SAME
    THEY CAN’T HOLD DOWN MY SOUL, NOT FOREV ER
    NO MATTER WHAT THEY DO I’LL REMAIN
    1-2-3 INTO FOREVER
    NO MATTER WHERE I GO I’LL REMAIN
    THEY CAN’T HOLD DOWN MY SOUL, NOT A MINUTE LONGER
    NO MATTER WHAT THEY TAKE I’LL RECLAIM

    MAYBE I WILL MAYBE I WON’T
    MAYBE I WILL MAYBE I WON’T
    MAYBE I CAN, MAYBE I SHOULD
    MAYBE THIS PLAN IS DEFINITELY GOOD
    DEFINITELY DEFINITELY DEFINITELY GOOD

    MOVE AND FOLLOW MY HEART, NO MATTER
    NO MATTER WHERE I GO IT’S THE SAME
    THEY CAN’T HOLD DOWN MY SOUL, NOT FOREVER
    NO MATTER WHAT THEY DO I’LL REMAIN
    1-2-3 INTO FOREVER
    NO MATTER WHERE I GO I’LL REMAIN
    THEY CAN’T HOLD DOWN MY SOUL, NOT A MINUTE LONGER
    NO MATTER WHAT THEY TAKE I’LL RECLAIM

  • Song #22 – Baby Dinosaur

    This is a song my daughter and I wrote together. She made up the lyrics, I made up the melody (although I think the melody was kind of made by both of us) so it’s kind of a children’s song!  Friends have been telling me for years I should make an album for kids.  This is the first track, and there should be a few more coming from this 100songs project… My friend Gil Mortio from Brussels, Belgium did the production, which means he did everything except for my voice and guitar… so many things!  He’s the guy who helped produce “Oh Holy Crismas” a couple years back.  He’s awesome and there will be at least two more productions by him coming in the future!  Thanks Gil!  What you did sounds amazing!!

    https://soundcloud.com/23psaegz/baby-dinosaur/s-vwvDu

    Baby Dinosaur – © ⓟ 2014 Seth Faergolzia, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

    Baby Dinosaur
    Baby T-rex
    Baby girl T-rex dinosaur

    Where is a mama mountain
    There is a mama mountain
    Where is a papa mountain
    There is a papa mountain
    He’s not a mountain but a dinosaur
    She’s not a mountain but a dinosaur

    Baby Dinosaur
    Baby T-rex
    Baby girl T-rex dinosaur

    Baby is little
    Mama and papa are big
    1-2-3

    Baby Dinosaur
    Baby T-rex
    Baby girl T-rex dinosaur

    Wonder who made the mountains?
    Dinosaurs

    Once there was a story ’bout
    Who can guess it?
    Yes it was about a dinosaur

    Baby Dinosaur
    Baby T-rex
    Baby girl T-rex dinosaur

  • Song #20 – Garbage Night

    I originally set out to record this song because I thought it would be easy!  Boy was I wrong.  It’s been a very busy time here in my world because I’ve been adding band members to the 23 Psaegz lineup (trombone, trumpet, bass and a new drummer), so we’ve been doing extra rehearsals… I’ve also begun work on puppets for the rock opera and doing all my normal things like performing a few times a month regionally and hanging with my awesome daughter.  She was a great help in this particular recording project.  She and I enjoy going out on Wednesday nights here in Rochester looking for treasure in the garbage people put out.  This song is about that.  I’m a strong supporter of reusing and repurposing stuff.  I’m not a fan of throwing things out and using things which can only be used once.  So this is my trash anthem, haha.  In preparing for the release of this song, I thought, perhaps I should use some instruments I’ve actually found in the garbage to accompany the song… you know, living by my word… anyway, my daughter helped me to sample a huge pile of metal percussion pieces I’ve collected over the years from old lamps, or pots and pans etc.  We made a huge recording of samples then I sifted through it and made a virtual keyboard for triggering the samples.  It took an extra week of work that I didn’t know would have to happen, so the song is late, but it’s done!  I think you’ll enjoy it.  I hope you’ll hear the metal pieces in there and even listen to the extra release I put on the site for the $7 subscription members of the metal percussion only version of the song.  Enjoy!!!

    https://soundcloud.com/23psaegz/garbage-night/s-FGGJ7

    Garbage Night – © ⓟ 2014 Seth Faergolzia, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

    There’s one night a week in this town where I live
    Where you can get the things you need without a dime to give

    Garbage night
    Garbage night
    when people put the things you need out on the curb for free

    It may take a month before you see it
    Maybe just a day
    But while you’re looking stay alert
    You never know what you’ll find along the way

    It may not fit or look so perfect
    A coat of paint or a couple stitches do you
    Can’t be choosy when you shop in refuse

    Garbage night
    Garbage night
    when people put the things you need out on the curb for free
    Garbage night
    Garbage night
    No need to buy it they’ve supplied it out on the street

    When I was young I had tons of fun
    Picking up electronics building my time machine
    I plugged it in and off I went
    It sent me exactly one second into the future
    I declared, “It worked, it worked!”
    But nobody believed me
    They were jerks, jerks
    I saw then that the trash was my only friend
    Again and again the treasure’s right around the bend

    Garbage night
    Garbage night
    when people put the things you need out on the curb for free
    Garbage night
    Garbage night
    No need to buy it they’ve supplied it out on the street

    If you decide to treasure hunt at night
    I won’t mind
    There’s plenty out here for our kind
    But please be advised
    Watch out for mean guys
    Not to mention bedbugs
    Cockroaches might eat your eyes

    Garbage night
    Garbage night
    when people put the things you need out on the curb for free
    Garbage night
    Garbage night
    No need to buy it they’ve supplied it out on the street
    Garbage night
    Treasure night
    We will find the things we need and probably some others
    Garbage night treasure
    When people put the thing you need out on the street.

  • Song #19 – Hi5

    So, life happens.  We cannot predict the occurrences in our lives, and though we may have realistic plans, it’s doubtless that things will interrupt these plans once in a while.  This week’s song is not part of the #100songs project because I’ve had personal stuff to deal with, the main thing being that my 8 year old daughter has been suffering from a couple different ailments, and I’ve had to keep her home from school a few days this week.  Family first, as they say.  I’m blessed to have her in my life, and she’s a great kid.  She was very understanding and even helped me a bit this week, but I still haven’t gotten anywhere near done with the song which I had set out to complete this week, “Garbage Night.”  A lot of people at recent concerts have loved that song, so I really wanted to get it done so those people could listen to it.  Alas!  It will have to wait till next week.  In searching for something to replace it, so I could at least make good on my song a week release promise, I discovered a handful of old 23 Psaegz songs which have not had their rightful release yet… They’re so old that we seldom play any of them, so I’m putting this one out.  It’s called “Hi5”.  It came from a misunderstanding between I and a friend that led to some negativity and turbulence (which is an unusual thing in my life.  I try to get along with people and remain kind through all circumstances, which most times works fine.)  I’m happy to say that this friend and I are getting along fine now!  This song has a special place in my heart.  I hope you will enjoy it!  It was mixed by Matt Broadstone and performed by 23 Psaegz including Payton Marovich, Laura Lee Jones, Brett Gobe, Carla Bartow, Joyce Britton, Shaun Jones, Regina Huynh, Neeti Fidurko, and Shannon Scally in 2011.

    https://soundcloud.com/23psaegz/hi5/s-xY4He

    High Five – © ⓟ 2014 Seth Faergolzia, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

    Opened the vent
    An event for composing

    Oh no, the anger, I’m sorry
    It’s hard to see you as a real person
    Oh no, not anger, I’m sorry
    It’s hard to see you as a real person

    This broken high five
    You’re in there
    I know you’re alive
    Each broken high five
    You’re in there
    I know you’re alive

    Get some wood glue
    To clump the crack up
    Glue together this broken five
    We’ll slap our hands together
    When it’s all over
    Yeah it’s alright
    Yeah it’s alright

    You’re alive
    You’ve just fallen down
    Take some time
    It will work it out
    All in time
    It will work it out

    This broken high five
    You’re in there
    I know you’re alive
    We’ll slap our hands together
    When it’s all over
    Yeah it’s alright
    Yeah it’s alright

    1-2-3-4-5…

    (Improvised song part “Cloun Drip”)

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    A silly, blurry pic of the band that performed this song.

  • Song #17 – Hot Sh!t 4eva

    Splendiferously bubbling heart goobers!  It’s a great delight to finish this one.  This started at a 23 Psaegz rehearsal sometime late last year.  We were once a very large band, but in recent months we’ve been going through changes, sometimes smaller rehearsals have led to strange collaborations like this one.  There were four of us, I think, Laura Lee Jones, Joseph Schmidlin, Brett Gobe, Reilly Cook and myself (though my memory imagines one more person there).  We made this funny waltz in 7.  If that weren’t strange enough, my friend Dan Sieradski of the Self Agency (without whom, this website would not exist) and I were having a conversation regarding the nature of hip hop.  He said to me hip hop must be in 4/4 time.  I challenged him and said that hip hop simply hasn’t had much stuff in odd time signatures, but it doesn’t HAVE to be in 4/4.  He disagreed vehemently.  I had to meet the challenge, and how better than with a waltz in 7??  This one is kind of a 7/4 waltz, well actually it’s in 7/8 at 78bpm, haha.  I think I’ve risen to the challenge.  Hopefully you all will agree.  I think it’s worked out amazingly.  Supreme inspiration comes from visiting unknown worlds.  I hope you’ll enjoy it!   There’s reference to a tape I made about 30 years ago with a friend, my first recorded compositions under the title, “Masters of the Universe.”  I probably have the only surviving copy of that stuff (thankfully).  I hope this one will put a smile on your face.  My thoughts and prayers go out to the folks struggling in Baltimore and Nepal this week.

    https://soundcloud.com/23psaegz/hot-sht-4eva/s-KAUft

    Hot Sh!t 4eva – © ⓟ 2014 Seth Faergolzia, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

    Hot Shit, foreva

    Hot shit, oh!  Alright

    Hot Shit Foreva!

    Woowoowoo

    Hot Shit, yeah!  Foreva!

    Yeah yeah yeah

     

    This is not hip-hop

    Who let that beat drop?

    Who dropped the beat?

    That wasn’t me.

    I been making music since I was 3

    Writing rhymes since I’s a teen

    Day of LL, Fatboys, Run DMC

    Later Public Enemy

    Recorded my first demo, “Masters of the Universe” in a karaoke mall booth

    Hadn’t even got me last adult tooth yet

    But that’s youth, Brett

    They grab ahold and do without a clue.

     

    Hot Shit, foreva

    Hot shit, oh!  Alright

    Hot Shit Foreva!

    Woowoowoo

    Hot Shit, yeah!  Foreva!

    Yeah yeah yeah

     

    Yeah Yeah

    When I get an A for thinking

    It’s not like I did anything

    I was like, “Kafoolduboppylee duffle, Kafoolduboppylee duffle!”

    I said, “Kafoolduboppylee duffle”

    They said, “Hot Shit, Yeah”

    I was like, “not hot yet”

    I was just getting started

    Building this mechanized heart of gold

    Just wait till I’m old

    That shit will unfold

    Splendiferously bubbling with butterfly shoulders

    and trousers of cloud unfurling

    Like they plowed the sky with giant horse drawn jacuzzis on maximum spin

    You win, my twin, let it begin, ain’t no sin, just dive in, let it begin

    You win, my friend, let it begin, ain’t no sin, just dive in, let it begin, my friend

     

    Hot Shit, foreva

    Hot shit, oh!  Alright

    Hot Shit Foreva!

    Woowoowoo

    Hot Shit, yeah!  Foreva!

    Yeah yeah yeah

     

    I’m seeing double

    Troubled inside

    Thoughts collide

    a husband and bride

    Full of narcissistic pride

    how far is this ride?

    I wanta get off

    I hack and cough

    I’m actin’ rough

    I puff my chest and raise my shoulders up

    I ain’t no pup, I am a dog

    I poop a log

    The Bane of Paul Bunyan

    The rain that made you run in

    The pain that put your thumb in

    Your mouth is always running

    But not a word of it is cunning

    It’s like drool from a fool

    Forming a pool atop the Bunyan Stool

    I sometimes think it sounds like a muppet singing,

    “Kafoolduboppylee duffle, Kafoolduboppylee duffle!”

     

    Hot Shit, foreva

    Hot shit, oh!  Alright

    Hot Shit Foreva!

    Woowoowoo

    Hot Shit, yeah!  Foreva!

    Yeah yeah yeah

     

  • Song #16 – I Want It Easy

    I’m in the middle of organizing over 40 people for 3 different projects.  I’m starting a choir, a wind/horn section for my band 23 Psaegz, and a crew of people to make and operate puppets for my rock opera performance this summer.  A ton of work… so, I’m cheating a little this week and giving you guys a previously unreleased song, but it’s not part of the #100songs I wrote in the end of last year.  I hope you will forgive me!  I’m overwhelmed, but I still want to make good on my promise of a new song each week.  This is one I recorded as part of my solo album, Doubting Won’t Do.  I had to cut one song to make that album the right length… Here it is, complete with a piece of art by Adam Green, my good friend who generously donated some of his artwork to the album cover.

    https://soundcloud.com/23psaegz/i-want-it-easy/s-gKZJD

  • Song #15 – High Diver

    Collaboration! So in the process of writing #100songs I took all sorts of routes to a finished work each day. This one was a collaboration of sorts. Laura Lee Jones offered me a packet of poems she had written as fodder for my process, and I accepted. I’ve always had trouble reading poetry even though I write quite a bit. I’m more of a fantasy / sci fi novel sorta guy… This process has helped me to dig pretty deeply into a poem that wasn’t my own. Laura is a great artist, whatever she sets her mind to. These lyrics inspired what I believe to be an awesome song… and it’s interesting that I did more vocal affectation with this one, I think because I didn’t have to focus on the personal meaning I was putting into it. I kept it simple with the production because the voices seemed enough. I hope you’ll enjoy this one as much as I do!

    https://soundcloud.com/23psaegz/high-diver/s-kVnx5

    HIGH DIVER – © ⓟ 2014 Seth Faergolzia, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
    LYRICS BY LAURA LEE JONES

    first perched and stretched:

    long arcs of the limbs extended

    the the sudden jump

    body folds into itself

    into the shape

    of an arrow head

    into a fetal pose

    toes pointed

    spiraling plunging replacing air water

    body eliminated

    from its first version

    somehow lost in a moment of weightless

    space — released

    becomes a polished stone

    armed with the substance

    of speed or the moving waves

    somehow the proclivity of a dive

    the long plummet somehow a bird and fish at once