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Song #39 & #40 – Best That I Can & Cruel Empire

I love you guys.  Just so you know.  It continually hits me that I have continuous support from a tight knit group of people who actually respect my work as an artist.  I wish there were more of you sometimes, but I’m certainly thankful for the few true blues!!  Here are two songs!  More to come in the near future.  I’m leaving for tour next week so things are a bit of a scramble for me right now.  I hope you’ll all enjoy these tidbits!  Wish I could write more… these two songs sort of explain themselves though 😉

https://soundcloud.com/23psaegz/best-that-i-can/s-4f2Mp

 

https://soundcloud.com/23psaegz/cruel-empire/s-Aw7st

 

Song #37 – Desk Away

Desk Away is a special song.  It is not part of the #100songs project, but I’m giving it to you all for being such patient subscribers!  I’m headed to two different studios in the coming weeks and should be done with the songs for the project by mid-February.  There will be more than the 50 I promised because I’m giving you all some unreleased material from a few years back as well.  I wrote this when my friend Payton Marovich first moved in with me a few years back, just after the conclusion of my 13 year project, Dufus.  Payton and I have become close friends and have inspired eachother musically and recorded on each other’s projects.  Pretty cool how music can make us friends.  He and I met through my music when he was living in Flagstaff, Arizona.  He moved here and has since been creating awesome music under the name Paxtor. I suggest checking it out!  This one was recorded by 23 Psaegz in an early incarnation.  This is an old pic going along with it, though I’m not sure if it has many of the same members or not… I forgot to write it down!

 

https://soundcloud.com/23psaegz/deskaway/s-tzTC2

Desk Away – © ⓟ 2014 Seth Faergolzia, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Where the body goes, known
Where the mind goes, nobody knows
Weaving a string in and out of your toes
Wrap all around you up to your nose

Traveled around the world on a cloud
Now that I’ve seen the whole way around
Found myself on the ground
Sound through the mountains, shouting aloud,

“I’m away from my desk, far away from my desk”

When you were born your mind was pure art
They tossed you around, gave you a name
Told you no one’s the same
You’re special, you’re different
I see that clearly, pure magic
I see you with stars and sparkles all in your eyes

“I’m away from my desk, far away from my desk”

Opening my ears, a hidden message
Muddied with noise and conversation
What to do? Who to be? Who to love? What are we?

Where will take this crazy old world
Where will you take us you crazy old girl
Will this spinning ever end
And where will it land, where will it land?
Where will it land?

“I’m away from my desk, far away from my desk”

Stay away, stay away, stay away, stay away

Song #36 – Song for Grandma “Bea”

This was a bit of a difficult year for my family. Last year, while in the middle of the songwriting project, my grandmother passed away.  She was a wonderful woman, and I wrote her a little song to be played at her funeral.  My grandfather passed about a year later, just like they say happens.  Both very crafty and hard working, generous people.  They lived long, healthy lives.  I was glad to know them.

https://soundcloud.com/23psaegz/song-for-grandma/s-4qXLn

Extra – Little Bitta Reggae Horn sheets and audio

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!

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Song #34 – Young and Beautiful

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!

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.

Song #30 – Quing

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!

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

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!

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!

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