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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 #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.  I’ve been running shows here at Whenland and also at Meddlesome Lab in Rochester for almost 7 years now.  It’s almost always an inspirational and joyous time, so I decided to dedicate a song to the concept so that perhaps other people might experience its joys.  Special thanks to all my bandmates from 23 Psaegz for their work on this one.

 

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HOUSE SHOW – SETH FAERGOLZIA © ⓟ 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

G

Still Buzzing from the show last night
C
seemed like everyone was there
G
music was awesome, all the artists rocked
C
then all the people disappeared in thin airG
house show, house show
C
this is the place where I live
G
house show, house show
C
there isn’t a cover and the people are loving
C
they all put a few bucks into the hat and that is that
C
the touring band gets a hand to the next show
C
and everyone walks home with a warm warm glow
G
been doing this for many years
C
inviting bands into my home
G
made new friends, seen old ones
C
all of these people who roamG
house show, house show
C
this is the place that i live
G
house show, house show
C
people from new york, italy and chicago
C
california, wisconsin, florida, new orleans
C
berlin, philadelphia, virginia, england and japan
C
baltimore, arizona, boston and paris
C
playing in my living room
C
sitting on my couch
C
eating at my table
C
in a living fableG                     C
G                     Bmin
this is so cool, house showG
what do you mean there’s no rules in this place?
C
what do you mean that i don’t have to pay?
G
what do you mean this is off of the grid?
C
what do you mean this sick band flipped my lid?
G
what do you mean that it’s perfectly free?
C
what do you mean that these people like me?
G
what do you mean that musicians can roam?
C
what do you mean that I’m finally home?

G
I’m at a house show, house show
C
In my little home town
G
House show, house show
C
I think I’m gonna put on one of my own
G
house show house show
C
I cannot believe this exists
G
house show house show
C (STOP!)
that’s it, I’m putting my name on the list

Song #2 of Subscription Song Series #100Songs

I’m happy to say I’ve completed the second chapter in my 3 song series for the month of January.  This one is called “Wait for the Beep.”  I’m awfully proud of this one.  I wrote three songs in series using the same looped background sound, to me like a visual artist might use the same canvas or back ground and depict different images on top of it.  I had a tough time with this one and had to re-write some sections, but the parts which were the most challenging turned out to be the most moving pieces of the song.  Thanks for subscribing, please spread the word to your friends and family and help make this a big thing, these new songs are some of my best, and I’d really like the world to hear! Next week, since I’m traveling to NYC for a performance with Jeffrey Lewis, I will be releasing a song which is not in this series of three.  The final and best chapter of the series will be in the last week of January.  So much fun!  Without further ado…

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WAIT FOR THE BEEP
Wait, wait for it, wait for the beep, I hear it coming
It, it’s on, it’s on it’s way, don’t you deny it

I need, I need… I go and buy it
I need, I need… I need supplies

I need, I need it, I need money to survive, need money to survive
Or be, be out on the, out on the streets, out on the streets again

I need, I need… I go and buy it
I need, I need… I need supplies

Walking down the street in this poor city
I’m making ends meet, but just, and for how long? What if something happens?
I got no backup, no pension, I’ve got a kid to feed. What if I can’t?
I’m working hard just to make it, make it onto dry land
I tread water then make a swim for it
A mad dash in an ocean made of need.

I need, I need… I go and buy it
I need, I need… I need supplies

Wait, wait for it, wait for the beep, I feel it coming
It, it’s on, it’s on the street, out on the street again

We need, we need… but we can’t buy it
We need, we need… need to survive

We need a leader, someone to help us, someone who’s agenda is not controlled by money
A super hero, someone who cares, who’ll get us onto dry land
We’re in an ocean, treading water, getting tired, our lungs are filling
Gonna make a mad dash in an ocean made of need.

I need, I need… need to survive.