Tagged #100songs

NEW VIDEO – House Show

Been a lot of work to put this pretty thing together.  It gives me a smile almost all the way through just to see the joy in peoples’ faces and the fun stuff that got captured in these few short sessions of filming live performances at Meddlesome Lab.  I’ve been helping to run shows at that place for nearly 10 years now, so this song certainly has a special place in my heart.  I hope you will watch the video and glean just a bit of the cultural enrichment I’ve been blessed to recieve through such a space.  Thanks to all my subscribers for making this sort of thing possible.  I think the videos are only going to improve as I learn how to use my camera properly and get better at editing and animation!

Holy Mother – Song #42

Getting close to finished with the song part of my #100songs project! So much work!! This song rules. It’s called Holy Mother. It’s about how awesome our planet is. It was recorded by John Kilgore at Kilgore Sound, NYC and co-produced by Jim McElwaine.  I’m giving it to you all for free!! I hope you’ll appreciate it. If you like it and want to hear the rest of the songs, please SUBSCRIBE!!  It really is the very best way for you to support my continual creation of art. I’ll be working this evening on a new video for Garbage Night with my friend Alex Freeman. I think we should have a teaser for you by the end of the month and are planning release of the video before the October European Tour!

Holy Mother – © ⓟ 2014 Seth Faergolzia, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Moss that creeps, growing slowly ‘cross a stone
Creepy moss, draping over everywhere it can
The moss is draping over everything it can
It can because its nature says it can

Long ago in distant lands across galaxies
Flew a stone, came to rest on lonely planet
Soon made home and grew from nearly nothing into life
A home to possibility

A place called Earth, like no other
A place where endless beauty shifts and shapes with life
Some call it our Holy Mother
She holds and guides her children into endless light
Ah

Take a peek, a look inside a history
Heaven speaks when one has open ears to nature
Moss will creep and crawl across the face of Mother
How she laughs as life will tickle her

She is kind and grants the gifts up from her bosom
Peace of mind when one dwells within her garden
What you’ll find inside her mystic thinking there is moss
A moss that’s creeping over everything

A place called Earth, like no other
A place where endless beauty shifts and shapes with life
Some call it our Holy Mother
She holds and guides her children into endless light
Ah
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Song #41 – Fever Love Arrival ready for listening!

Well hello there, my fine friends!  It’s great to be back home after a long journey overseas touring Europe.  Fever Love Arrival is the first song I’ve gotten ready for you upon my return.  Tremendous thanks to all the many, many people who came out to support us on our tour through Germany, England, Scotland, Austria and Switzerland.  We played many fine shows and met amazing people in beautiful places.  Wow.  I’m still dumbfounded at the great reception we received.  Regrettably, I have not been able to get much work done on the song project, but we are definitely nearing our end!  I’ve begun a new subscription site on Patreon!  Though I will continue to run this site and put my work up on here for you all, I’m shifting slowly over to that site for my upcoming couple years of video work.  My first project will be to make a video for the song Garbage Night.  If you are interested to know more about the Patreon thing, check it out HERE!

The song:

This new song, Fever Love Arrival, is one of my favorites, but they’re all my favorites, my little babies!!  Hehe… this one is quiet and peaceful, filled with a welling up of love passion, expressed in a way I’ve not made music before.  I hope you’ll all give it a listen and download it too!  The song was recorded as part of the Multibird Kilgore Sessions at Kilgore Sound NYC.  John Kilgore is a Grammy Award winning engineer and producer.  He and co-producer Jim McElwaine were a pleasure to work with.  Both producers are seasoned veterans at recording and made us youngsters feel very comfortable through something that can often be quite uncomfortable to do.

I’d like to give a shout of thanks to my bandmates Shaun Jones, Stan Martinelli, and Dominic Marini for their extremely hard work through this last month, playing 29 shows with me in 6 different countries!  I’ll have to go through and calculate the number of miles we just traveled.  I’m sure it was in the thousands.  Most noteworthy was headlining the Hunsruck Festival in Germany… though all of our shows were superb, Hunsruck lasted the longest and the audience was insane and huge!  People were writhing and dancing and screaming and they were right there with us on an amazing journey.

We are headed back over to Europe for shows in the UK and Germany from October 5-19.  I’m back to work at the booking desk one last time before the coming baby in November!  Wish us great luck with the release of High Diver on record label Blang in London.  All the songs come from the #100songs project so it is in great part thanks to your support that this album has come to fruition.  The label is already interested in a 2nd album featuring Multibird!!!  Yay!!  Thanks folks.  I’ll try and make another posting very soon with a great many featured moments from our tour.  Till then, enjoy!!

Fever Love Arrival – © ⓟ 2014 Seth Faergolzia, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

When I look in your perfect eyes
I travel forward, forward

Heaven are you in heaven’s garden

Heaven are you
You are a place where I go
All that you do
It is a place called heaven
Heaven are you
And I will place my hands in all that you do
You do, you do, you do
You move through lightning
Through lightning!!

We will hybrid
We will hybrid

Heaven are you
All that you do
Heaven are you
All that you do
You move through lightning
Through lightning

Sailing a wreck
Viva la va ry vy nah
Fever love arrival

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Song #35 – Woggy Woeggy Gwoo – 100songs

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.

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

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Song #11 – Cowgirl

This one was pretty fun to write and has become a fan favorite even without the recording.  People come up to me after shows quite often saying they loved that song Cowgirl.  Haha.  If they only knew.  I actually just made this one up while driving around in the car with my daughter and Laura.  I was joking around.  My daughter kept on saying, “Cowboy!” but I insisted that I was a cowgirl, not a cowboy.  I just recorded it onto my phone for the memory, but it stuck in my head so when I arrived home I started developing it.  All the songs this month are loop songs, meaning I wrote them using a loop pedal. I have also kept to a “voice only” rule system, meaning I am only singing, but I’m using some effects and the loop pedal. The outcome is choral, a capella insanity! Once in a while there’s a song I don’t really care about at the start that through development becomes one of my favorites.  This is one of those. It was just me goofing off, but it grew.  I also have a nifty dance to this one.  I’m hoping I can get together with some videographer friends of mine to make a dance video to this.  I was thinking it’s about time I write my first line dance 😉

COWGIRL – © ⓟ 2014 Seth Faergolzia,  ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

I am a cowgirl staying out late

I am a cowgirl feeling really great

I am a cowgirl dressed so fine

I stay out til nine!

 

I am a cowgirl riding my steed

I am a cowgirl ride it with speed

I can do anything I want

Cowgirl, cowgirl, cowgirl

 

I am a cowgirl riding with a cowboy

Ride that steed till the setting sun

dig our heels in and get the colt to run

 

I am a cowgirl, wear a nice vest

I am a cowgirl, never take a rest

Ride across the plains right into the wild west

I ride into the sunset,  what I do best.

Cowgirl, cowgirl, cowgirl

 

I am a cowgirl, feeling really cool

I am a cowgirl, it’s what I like to do

I am a cowgirl, really really great

I am a cowgirl, super super late

 

Clippitty cloppitty clippity cloo, rollin’ down a horse on a road, yo!

 

I am a cowgirl feeling really great

I am a cowgirl staying out late

I am a cowgirl dressed so fine

I stay out till nine!

 

Song #9 – Rubbin’ It In

The Month of the Loop has begun!  Today is my BIRTHDAY!!!  I don’t know if you all have noticed yet, but my first month of this project was all computer recordings, the 2nd month was all band and acoustic sort of stuff, and this month will be all loops!  I’m excited because this stuff is so much easier to mix than the full band 24 instrument productions. Everything on here is my voice. First I recorded a loop with my voice, live in studio, then I layered my main vocals over that.

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Rubbing It In© ⓟ 2014 Seth Faergolzia ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Human in a bottle and I’m rubbin’ it up to pour a cup

I wanna take a pull and drink myself up, I pour a cup

Aw yeah, I’m rubbin’ it in!

 

When I put a joke in, into the mental ether

I yolk the folk up and they giggle with their dental teeth

Rental cars for miles and miles

Emptying the pockets of the souls defiled

I’m ripping up the money

I’m ripping up the money

I’m ripping up the money even though my joke was funny

It made your eyes all runny and it tightened up your tummy

But I just can’t keep running like this

This isn’t bliss;  it’s like I missed the point when I rolled into the joint

To cover up the pain I could never seem to tame

But this is the time when my mind isn’t blind

And I’m finding out the kind of man I can be when I shine

I’m fine, and I’m an artist of the utmost

I roast all my past selves in an oven made of love

They cook to perfection, warm and tender, no need to defend ’em

I gobble ’em up and wash ’em down with a goblet of my blood

This is self love of the highest order

This ain’t no ordinary sorb, sorb

Absorb all my past selves

Absorb all my past selves

Rubbin’ it in

 

Human in a bottle and I’m rubbin’ it up to pour a cup

I wanna take a pull and drink myself up, I pour a cup

Aw yeah, I’m rubbin’ it in!

 

Listen to this:

you might have missed out so open up your ears and take the words out of your mouth

Aw yeah, rubbin’ it in

When I was a little kid of 7 found a gun in an abandoned building, just out to have some fun

Were things any different them or have they stayed the same

Gobble up my past selves, then I change the name and I said

Aw yeah I’m rubbin’ it in, aw yeah I’m rubbin’ it in.

 

If I take a picture of the who I was then

And then again take picture of the me at age 10

Aw yeah, I gobbled it up

Look a couple years into the future and then

Compare to the picture of the me that was 10, and you can tell

Aw yeah, I gobbled it up

 

Human in a bottle and I’m rubbin’ it up to pour a cup

I wanna take a pull and drink myself up, I pour a cup

Aw yeah, I’m rubbin’ it in!

 

Think about it:

Think about this:

Won’t say it loud, that’d be annoying

Somehow made this song that I sing and that’s a thing

Aw yeah, I’m rubbin’ it in

Every memory, every thought you think

Can get lost or put into the mental sink and I said

Aw yeah, I’m rubbin’ it in

I’m gazing down from up above

Etherally looking at my brain with love and I said

Aw yeah, I’m rubbin it in

I reach inside with memory

Valuable, each and every piece and I said

Aw yeah, I’m rubbin’ it in

Aw yeah, I’m rubbin’ it in.
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Song #8 – Rainy Morning

Oh, my glory, this song is one of my life’s favorites. As soon as I wrote it, I knew we would be together for a long time… I wrote Rainy Morning as one of the very first songs of the #100songs project. It was on a beautiful early Autumn day after dropping my daughter off at school and walking home in a light misting rain. It was just a perfect and lovely morning. I walked in and picked up the pen and paper, wrote the words and went up to bed for a nap. After the nap I wrote the music to the lyrics. I didn’t think it was going to be good, and actually it didn’t even seem like a very good song as I was writing it, but when I reviewed it a day or two later I couldn’t stop playing it. It has been that way since.

I feel extremely lucky to have great musicians who surround me in my life. On this track I was blessed with the drumming of Dominic Marini (who I actually met at a show I was playing because he loved the song), the banjo playing of Shaun Jones (a member of Heck Yup and 23 Psaegz), and Michaele Lynne Jacot (a friend of 23 Psaegz tuba player Brett Gobe, and now a friend of mine as well!). The rest of the instruments and voices are mine, ha! Thank you all for subscribing. You’re helping me make dreams come true!

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RAINY MORNING© ⓟ 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
C         F   C       Dmin    G   F
Rainy morning, slow me down
C                 F   C        Dmin    G   F
Make me thoughtful, make me peaceful
C             F   C   Dmin       G   F
Calm my spirit, make me thankful
C                 G  C
I’m dry and home
C                 G  C
I’m dry and home
C                 F
I’m dry and home

G      C
Rainy days make the plants grow
G    C
Make the soil fresh
C               F   C
Bring life forward
G     C
Give me an excuse to nap

C                    F   C      Dmin    G   F
Gray cloudy morning, slow me down
C               F   C   Dmin    G   F
Make me sleepy, let me rest
C            F   C   Dmin    G   F
Give me calm, grow my spirit
C                 G  C
I’m dry and home
C                  G  C
I’m dry and home
C                 F
I’m dry and home

G      C
Rainy days make the plants grow
G    C
Make the soil fresh
C               F   C
Bring life forward
C              F   C
Bring life forward
C                 F   C
Bring life forward!!!

C    Emin       Amin      F
C    Emin       Amin      F
Though sometimes it’s tough to feel down
Let the weather go and push me around
The sound of the gentle, lulling pitter patter
As the sum of all the single splatters
Lets my mind rest and disintegrate
For the rest of my morning
C               F             Amin                 F
All I do is, all I do is dream, dream, dream

C    Emin       Amin      F
C    Emin       Amin      F
Rainy morning, slow me down
Make me thoughtful, make me peaceful
Grow my spirit, make me thankful
I’m dry and home

C    Emin       Amin      F
Rainy days make the plants grow
Make the soil fresh
Bring life upward
Give me an excuse to nap and dream

C    Emin       Amin      F
Gray cloudy morning, slow me down
Make me sleepy
C    Emin       Amin      F
The sound of your gentle, lulling pitter patter
As the sum of all the single splatters
Lets my mind rest and disintegrate
For the rest of my morning
C               F             Amin                F
All I do is, all I do is dream, dream, dream

C                          Emin                   Amin                 F
All I wanna do is, all I wanna do is dream, dream, dream!

C    Emin       Amin      F
Rainy morning, slow me down
Make me thoughtful, make me peaceful
Calm my spirit, make me thankful
I’m dry and home

 

Songs #6, 7, & 8 – House Show, Berlin & Rainy Morning

Song #6 – House Show

Great pleasure! This song took a ton of hours to complete. It’s the first of the 23 Psaegz songs that I’ve done as part of this song of the week project. It was written during the #100songs series, so it counts. I wrote “House Show” the morning after a sweet show in September with Diane Cluck and some other awesome artists including Ken’s Last Ever Radio Extravaganza and Cammy Enaharo.

Song #7 – Berlin

This song was written about my experiences in Berlin over the past 10 years. Many references to friends and places I’ve been. Compositionally, one of my most challenging projects.

Song #8 – Rainy Morning

This is one of the best songs I have ever written; likewise, it’s one of my favorite recordings to date including French Horn, Banjo and an array of beautiful sounds.

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Photo of Heck Yup by Bob Civil.

Song #7 – Berlin

Good day to you all! This is an exciting week for me. This song, Berlin, is one of my best compositions and has a very interesting story. The story is available to all subscribers “downloader” and beyond via mp3 download or streaming. To upgrade your subscription level go HERE.

During the 4 months of almost daily writing I did last year to come up with the #100songs, I went through multiple songwriting techniques. This one was by far the most comprehensive and involved process. I got up early in the morning and started walking with a pad of paper in my hands. I was setting out to write a song about Berlin. I wrote down every memory I could think of in that town I love so dearly. Some of these memories involved friends, others involved touring events. One memory, in particular, stuck out to me; it was the show we played at the House of World Cultures aka Haus der Kulturen der Welt. At that show, we made a new friend who invited us to play another show at the end of our tour at a church in Berlin called “theaterkapelle” Toward the end of the show, police came and shut us down, but we did an amazing thing and got the audience to go up on the stage and perform the Dufus song “Fire”. So I took all these ideas from the page and started writing poetry from the concepts as I wandered. After I had a good solid set of words to write my song, I took my phone and recorded myself singing these words. From that song, I went home, pulled out my guitar and put some chords behind the words. It was a very drawn out writing process, but I think you’ll be able to feel it from the composition, it is not your run of the mill “song”. It flows and bounces and twists and turns unpredictably, but it still feels cohesive! It’s one of my favorites.

In the song I also mention Down By the River because of the amazing time I had playing there. Every time I’ve performed in Berlin I have gotten to see awesome places, squats, great graffiti, and I’ve met some of the most beautiful people of my life there. My favorite squat venue is Schokoladen.

BERLIN

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BERLIN© ⓟ 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Backwards we walk like the ticking of a clock
Dmin
Into the past
Bb          Dmin
To a city in my dreams
C
To Berlin
Dmin             C
A hundred memories of Berlin

F
Not sure how I got there
Amin
With a guitar in my hand
Dmin      C               Amin                   Dmin
Suddenly greeted by new and friendly hands

F           Dmin               C
Smiling faces, helpful hands
Gmin
Made me feel at home
Dmin         F
In the memory of Berlin
Bb               F
In my memory of Berlin

F                             Dmin
They flew me to the river
Amin                Dmin
With my band with my band
Amin                Dmin
To the Spree to the Spree
Amin                Dmin
Them and me them and me

F                                          Dmin
Had us at the House of World Cultures
Amin                Dmin
Our merry band, gave us food
Amin                Dmin
Fed us well, gave us food

Dmin                        Amin                      Dmin
And at the house where culture showed its face to us that night
Amin        Dmin        Amin                Dmin
A delight, a new friend and a show at the end

Amin         Dmin             Amin                Dmin
In a church had a show, they were smoking in the church
Amin                Dmin
they were smoking in the church
Amin                Dmin
We were burning when the cops came
C-B-A-G-A
Burning when they came

Dmin            F
They tried to shut, shut us down
Dmin                    F
Said we couldn’t make a sound
Amin                            Dmin
Or they’d steal ours, steal hours away

Dmin Bb7     Dmin Bb7
All we were, sharing joy
F-E-D-C-D F-E-Dmin
So we put it in the hands of our friendly hosts
Amin Dmin C Dmin
Let them sing let them boom
F-E-D-C-                    Dmin F
As we backed out of the room
Amin                  Dmin
To applause filled with smoke
Amin                Dmin
As the rafters start to choke
Amin              D-E-F-E-Dmin
It’s no joke, we were loco then!

Amin                Dmin
Sharing sound, sharing laughter
Amin                Dmin
Sharing drink, sharing night time

Bb7 F-E-D-C
Down By the River, where everyone lives on the top floor
F-E-D-C-E-D
Little tiny thrift stores
F-E-D-C-A F-E-C-A
Squats and graffiti making beauty

Dmin            Gmin
Green faces, green spaces
Dmin    C        Dmin
Berlin, Berlin, Berlin!

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Dufus on tour in 2007 (the tour mentioned in the song)

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Photo from Down By the River Festival

Song #5 – Work to Believe – February *FREE TRACK*

Soon after I wrote this song, I knew it would quickly become one of my long time favorites.  Something happens when I write a song that really resonates with me… It bounces and bounces around in my head for days, whenever I pick up my guitar to sing it’s that song which comes to my fingers and throat.  “Work to Believe” is a vote of encouragement to both myself and to the struggling people in this world, the ones who have hope and really try to do well by others but also for those of us who wish to achieve great things in this world.  It is quite different in this recorded version from it’s original acoustic incarnation.  On a technical side, it was a very challenging production for me because I’ve never recorded or mixed live drums before.  (I read something this morning that said something like “jump off a cliff and build your wings on the way down”.  Seemed suiting.)  Devon Tramell played the kit on this one.  In addition to Devon drumming, Rick Snell played mandolin, Shaun Jones played electric guitar and Laura Lee Jones did some vocals.  Thanks all!  Feel free to give it a listen and comment on what you think!

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WORK TO BELIEVE – SETH FAERGOLZIA  © ⓟ 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Taking myself back again

So hard.  It takes work to maintain who I am

In this world where humans consume everything

I overeat, I take the drugs, I live the same as anyone

I watch TV, I fantasize, I let my eyes glaze over and over

over and over

 

It takes work to believe in yourself, I believe in me

It takes work to believe in yourself, I believe in you

It takes work to hold onto the spirit inside

It takes work, just hold on and you will arrive

 

Turning back into myself

Turning back into myself again

Turning back into myself again despite what the world would want me to do

I’m dreaming out loud from my heart

I’m dreaming out loud what my heart would want

I’m dreaming and making what my heart would want me to do.

 

It takes work to believe in yourself, I believe in me

It takes work to believe in yourself, I believe in you

It takes work to hold onto the spirit inside

It takes work, just hold on and you will arrive

 

I’m working to save my own life

I’m working to save my own life

I’m working to brighten the lives all around me

I’m working to waste not

Don’t want not don’t waste it, it’s life.