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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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23 Psaegz at Berning Man, Anthology, Rochester, NY

Berning Man poster
BERNING MAN Presented by Seth Faergolzia and Monroe County for Bernie Sanders
Saturday, April 16th from 2pm-2am @ Anthology, 336 East Ave. Rochester, NY

Rochester! New York Primaries are coming up. Are you Feeling the Bern? From the same people who brought you the amazing “Bernin’ Down the German House” festival comes yet another amazing all-day festival to raise funds and awareness for the Bernie Sanders Campaign!! Check out this amazing list of artists:
Mosaic Foundation
Seth Faergolzia & the 23 Psaegz
Hassaan Mackey
OHS (Overhand Sam from THUNDER BODY and Maybird)
MdotCoop
Haewa
Mr. Boneless (Buffalo)
Subsoil
Joe Driscoll (Syracuse)
White Woods
Passive Aggressives Anonymous
PAXTOR
Grayak (Syracuse)
DJ Sigma
MC James Weldon Johnson of #BlackROCforBernie
MC Malcolm Whitfield
food truck: Le Petit Poutine

tickets: $15 – $50

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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