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  • Song #32 – Mistrust Is Mechanical (#100songs)

    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

  • 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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    Photo from Theaterkappelle, 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