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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.

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 #14 – Running Blood

This week’s song is a quiet and calming one. I’m happy when I’m able to write something like this; it brings me the same calm, and life has been hectic for me lately so it comes in handy! The instrument I’ve used came right after Christmas 2014. Laura’s mother had given her this chime thing for the holiday and Laura suggested I try writing something on it. Since I was about 90 songs into the 100songs project I was quite open to the idea of doing anything new. New instrument can sometimes mean a different sort of inspiration. This beaut came out of that effort. It’s always nice to spend time on a new instrument. You learn things about music in general. I try not to spread myself too thin with tons of different instruments, but it sure is nice to see what I can do with something unfamiliar. I hope you’ll enjoy this as much as I do!

RUNNING BLOOD – © ⓟ 2014 Seth Faergolzia, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Running blood, across generations
How our love crosses generations
Transcends time, pass from life to life
Family line, bloods entwine

Bloods entwine, mix from race to race
Bloods combine, blend from face to face
Every line is a joy to trace
Back over time, Bloods entwine

Combine with every race
Combine with every face
form from every face into one

If we can keep it in our heads
Then we can keep it in our hearts
And our mind will combine to one
We will return back to one

Don’t hurt your brother
He may one day help you out
Don’t harm your sister
She knows what your life’s about
Treat him kind, treat her kind
Treat them well, they’re your blood
Running blood

Song #10 – Row, Row, Row (aka Singing Through My Nose)

Recording and mixing live vocal looping is harder than one might think! Creating the sound of a live performance; it’s off the page…

One fifth through the project for this year! I’ve made good on my promise of a new recording every week. I hope you folks will spread the word. I’d like to keep this independent of other large money making subscription sites etc, but I need exposure. Here’s the video link if you’d like to help out by sharing: https://youtu.be/72Blw9SnU18

To the song! I’ve had an interesting time getting the sounds I want out of the loop pedal. From live to studio is no easy feat! I’m glad to say Row, Row, Row (aka Singing Through My Nose) feels good enough to put up this week. It’s taken on a slightly different life since, in the studio, I can easily add things. I did stay within the borders of “voice only” which means everything on this track is my voice, though there are effects on parts of it.

I’d like to especially thank Laura Lee Jones this week.  She has been incredibly supportive through this process, which has not been easy.

I’m trying out Soundcloud this week for the project. Please let me know if it works ok for you. You can download the track up at the right hand corner of the player.

Row, Row, Row (aka Singing Through My Nose) – © ⓟ 2014 Seth Faergolzia ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

You name the date, I’ll name the place
You wear a hat, I’ll wear the face
And when you’re rowing, I’ll do the yelling
Row, Row, Row, Row
And when you’re yelling, I’ll do the rowing

Singing through my nose, you know how it goes
Wading through water and lillypads are tickling my toes

Never mind you what I said
Soon your eyes be turning red
from the books I told you
Thought you woulda knowed you
But I had to scold you for the hold you had around my neck
had your fingers wrapped around my neck
And there’s no excuse for what you did
But it is in my nature as a friend to forgive and forget
Forgive and forget
Just let it go, let it go, let it go
We all make mistakes, we are human made out of mistake
Just let it go, let it go and give ’em a break

Forgive and forget, just let it go