{for a friend who came to play (pickin' flowers)}
LYRICOS:
Cry baby cry
Make your mother sigh
She's old enough to know better.
The king of Marigold was in the kitchen
Cooking breakfast for the queen
The queen was in the parlour
Playing piano for the children of the king.
Cry baby cry
Make your mother sigh
She's old enough to know better
So cry baby cry.
The king was in the garden
Picking flowers for a friend who came to play
The queen was in the playroom
Painting pictures for the childrens holiday.
Cry baby cry
Make your mother sigh
She's old enough to know better
So cry baby cry.
The duchess of Kircaldy always smiling
And arriving late for tea
The duke was having problems
With a message at the local bird and bee.
Cry baby cry
Make your mother sigh
She's old enough to know better
So cry baby cry.
At twelve o'clock a meeting round the table
For a seance in the dark
With voices out of nowhere
Put on specially by the children for a lark.
Cry baby cry
Make your mother sigh
She's old enough to know better
So cry baby cry cry cry cry baby
Make your mother sigh.
She's old enough to know better
Cry baby cry
cry cry cry
Make your mother sigh
She's old enough to know better
So cry baby cry.
Showing posts with label The GC Love Band. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The GC Love Band. Show all posts
Friday, July 17, 2009
>>>>>>>>SHOW TOMORROW NIGHT _ THE GC LOVE BAND __ @ LIVE ON NORTH AVENUE INTO THE NIGHT UNTIL BAR-TIME__NO COVER (it's free) - hope you attend -- 10 o'clock -- 10 o'clock -- rock -- soda pop shop -- feed phrase through anagram engine -- for kicks mostly -- Poppas Hoods
Ad Hoops Pops
Ad Poohs Pops
Ad Hops Poops
Ad Posh Poops
Ad Shop Poops
Ad Shops Poop
Had Poop Sops
Had Poops Ops
Had Poops Sop
Had Oops Pops
Dash Poop Ops
POSSESED BY PAUL JAMES >> Nick Kelly introduced me to the sounds of POSSESSED BY PAUL JAMES
Dash Poop Sop
Dash Poops Op
Dash Oops Pop
Shad Poop Ops
Shad Poop Sop
Shad Poops Op
Shad Oops Pop
Shads Poop Op
Ado Hops Pops
Ado Posh Pops
Ado Shop Pops
Ado Shops Pop -- i'm all shook up -- just read a really hateful comment on a you tube video -- woah -- but never you mind user -- moving on though -- to bigger and brighter phenomenons momentarily continually manifesting out of the mire -- mr. laughs-a-lot mcgee -- over here to my left taking in some stand up comedy through the you tubes -- the Beach Boys on the box -- rattlesnake daddy -- upside down -- gonna go down to Mississippi and get me a mojo hand -- pure quality & quantities of volume grooving through the wires (me revelling in their reverberations) -- you someone individual departing now out of my visual field -- toodles -- yesterday, pointing out a blimp gliding through the Milwaukee sky to people passing on the sidewalk in sun dresses and others in cut off t's -- caught in a current of wind got it lost way far from its desired location -- teetering blimp wobbling pasted to the sky's screensaver -- well you see, if you want to get back, you take a left at that cloud, take 5 right turns around the whirlwind, find me again, then i'll give you the real directions to where it is that you really really truly honestly want to go -- dream like this -- sans consciousness -- only an underwater sub cutting through the sea of subconscious inklings -- posturing poetic once again -- neck swiveling to find inspiration in the bits and pieces and the aggregate -- but really keeping busy -- for sanity's sake -- have you met my friend? -- she beams me a dream & i laugh through my teeth -- an abundance of spirit you have to draw from, don't you? -- i'm rapping at your gate, gal -- figuratively i say that there is barbed wire up above -- & boundaries sometimes can't be trangressed (a scarlet letter, if you will) -- no one's fault really -- Mike & Phil sided with me on the matter -- saying she's selfish -- Jezebel -- Jezebel -- painted Jezebel -- but i don't want to be that harsh -- b/c i truly do have a heart beating for a woman of her form n her diamond mind shines on -- but bats in her belfry -- bats in her belfry -- too many bats in her belfry -- too many bats in your belfry -- i gotta kind-hearted woman, she studies evil all the time -- Johannes Brahms - "Hungarian Dance #5" -- ideas formulating for song #2 to be part of volume 3 -- then there's a book i've been meaning to write -- for all i know, i might levitate out of this hoodwinking MATRIXXXXXXX -- design me a treasure of a soul in a woman -- forge me a love like no other kind -- bona fide beauty, let us meet in the middle of a dazzling day down by the ice cream shop -- she'd mirror my soul -- she echoes my laugh -- she finishes my sentences & expounds on my zany ideas -- she & i nestle like doves necking on the mezzanine -- the bride sighed -- the glum groom -- she just nods -- & i nod -- & our body language is a dialect of our own ours alone (in good company of course) -- & we smile a long while, swaying waltzing together to a piano tickling & trickling notes through the aether {romanticized} -- & we smile a long while & lean into eternity -- she makes & takes the cake -- she calms the clatter of the concrete jungle -- she deciphers my mutterings -- she embodies my wish -- she is flush to my flesh when cuddling like puzzle pieces -- she shares my chair with me looking on, a display of affection -- she enters & exits rooms always sunbeamy dreamy -- she loves my poems -- you're the spring to a dreadful winter, dapper doll -- cute as a button -- laughs at my bad joke -- a blanket, a flashlight, and stories to share -- imaginary forts like one taken right out of your childhood living room -- she runs her hands through my hair & i wag my tail -- long-winded love in vain, eh, plain to see -- her magnetic movements -- spill the wine -- dig that girl -- {ending transmission}
Ad Hoops Pops
Ad Poohs Pops
Ad Hops Poops
Ad Posh Poops
Ad Shop Poops
Ad Shops Poop
Had Poop Sops
Had Poops Ops
Had Poops Sop
Had Oops Pops
Dash Poop Ops
POSSESED BY PAUL JAMES >> Nick Kelly introduced me to the sounds of POSSESSED BY PAUL JAMES
Dash Poop Sop
Dash Poops Op
Dash Oops Pop
Shad Poop Ops
Shad Poop Sop
Shad Poops Op
Shad Oops Pop
Shads Poop Op
Ado Hops Pops
Ado Posh Pops
Ado Shop Pops
Ado Shops Pop -- i'm all shook up -- just read a really hateful comment on a you tube video -- woah -- but never you mind user -- moving on though -- to bigger and brighter phenomenons momentarily continually manifesting out of the mire -- mr. laughs-a-lot mcgee -- over here to my left taking in some stand up comedy through the you tubes -- the Beach Boys on the box -- rattlesnake daddy -- upside down -- gonna go down to Mississippi and get me a mojo hand -- pure quality & quantities of volume grooving through the wires (me revelling in their reverberations) -- you someone individual departing now out of my visual field -- toodles -- yesterday, pointing out a blimp gliding through the Milwaukee sky to people passing on the sidewalk in sun dresses and others in cut off t's -- caught in a current of wind got it lost way far from its desired location -- teetering blimp wobbling pasted to the sky's screensaver -- well you see, if you want to get back, you take a left at that cloud, take 5 right turns around the whirlwind, find me again, then i'll give you the real directions to where it is that you really really truly honestly want to go -- dream like this -- sans consciousness -- only an underwater sub cutting through the sea of subconscious inklings -- posturing poetic once again -- neck swiveling to find inspiration in the bits and pieces and the aggregate -- but really keeping busy -- for sanity's sake -- have you met my friend? -- she beams me a dream & i laugh through my teeth -- an abundance of spirit you have to draw from, don't you? -- i'm rapping at your gate, gal -- figuratively i say that there is barbed wire up above -- & boundaries sometimes can't be trangressed (a scarlet letter, if you will) -- no one's fault really -- Mike & Phil sided with me on the matter -- saying she's selfish -- Jezebel -- Jezebel -- painted Jezebel -- but i don't want to be that harsh -- b/c i truly do have a heart beating for a woman of her form n her diamond mind shines on -- but bats in her belfry -- bats in her belfry -- too many bats in her belfry -- too many bats in your belfry -- i gotta kind-hearted woman, she studies evil all the time -- Johannes Brahms - "Hungarian Dance #5" -- ideas formulating for song #2 to be part of volume 3 -- then there's a book i've been meaning to write -- for all i know, i might levitate out of this hoodwinking MATRIXXXXXXX -- design me a treasure of a soul in a woman -- forge me a love like no other kind -- bona fide beauty, let us meet in the middle of a dazzling day down by the ice cream shop -- she'd mirror my soul -- she echoes my laugh -- she finishes my sentences & expounds on my zany ideas -- she & i nestle like doves necking on the mezzanine -- the bride sighed -- the glum groom -- she just nods -- & i nod -- & our body language is a dialect of our own ours alone (in good company of course) -- & we smile a long while, swaying waltzing together to a piano tickling & trickling notes through the aether {romanticized} -- & we smile a long while & lean into eternity -- she makes & takes the cake -- she calms the clatter of the concrete jungle -- she deciphers my mutterings -- she embodies my wish -- she is flush to my flesh when cuddling like puzzle pieces -- she shares my chair with me looking on, a display of affection -- she enters & exits rooms always sunbeamy dreamy -- she loves my poems -- you're the spring to a dreadful winter, dapper doll -- cute as a button -- laughs at my bad joke -- a blanket, a flashlight, and stories to share -- imaginary forts like one taken right out of your childhood living room -- she runs her hands through my hair & i wag my tail -- long-winded love in vain, eh, plain to see -- her magnetic movements -- spill the wine -- dig that girl -- {ending transmission}
Friday, May 01, 2009
>>>>>> OH YEAH WE GOT A SHOW TONIGHT AT Y-NOT 3 (III) on Kenilworth {you know the location: off of north kiddie corner Kenilworth dormitories on the concrete pavement crossroads of Kenilworth and Farwell (i'm confused)} >> the show is for a fundraiser for the Milwaukee Underground Film Festival -- 5 bands/performers: (us) the GC Love Band, Jumpsuit (apparatus), Jay Flash, the Scrubbers, and 18 Strings -- 8 o'clock until bar close -- we go on stage second to last -- see you in the night -- 5 dollar admission enters you into the raffle for 2 $50 value guest passes to the Milwauke Underground Film Festival and MUFF t-shirts too -- here's two videos to wet your appetite until then: myself performing at open mic at Brocah and Sam on the pots and pans percussion -- dig -- you could call this the GC minus Ryan Band or even the GC minus Ryan Andrew partially Josh experience -- i'm only kidding -- much love -- enjoy
Friday, January 16, 2009
My Morning Jacket -- "One Big Holiday" >>>>>
The GC Love Band and/or The G Clove Band's practice version of the same tune -- played much better live though in the rock and roll element -- is what I've heard>>>>>
The GC Love Band and/or The G Clove Band's practice version of the same tune -- played much better live though in the rock and roll element -- is what I've heard>>>>>
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
new band photos if you will >> The GC Love Band would like to thank all of you that came to the show this past Saturday -- it was a marathon of 3 sets that we played into the wee hours of the night -- hope we were pleasant for your ears -- you were all so kind to let us entertain --we rocked, we rolled -- very memorable night for me personally -- had a blast, hope you did too -- see you soon --
we are looking for venues to play at, so let us know if you're looking for a Rock -n- Roll band to fulfill your entertainment needs -- we are a swell group of guys I'm telling you -- YEAH!!!
Thursday, January 08, 2009
The GC Love Band will be manipulating musical instruments this Saturday in Milwaukee Live on North Avenue for free so come and see between the hours of 930 PM and bar time <<<<<<
Fresco fresco fresco: through thick and thin, amorphous/nebulous gateways, to step to the forefront of a vista presenting to you omniscient secrets of the known universe and the untouchable, unknown universe too -- make sure your peepers are wide open & in awareness mode -- cut the inner monologue chatter and just accept the awe-inspiring void -- globules of time shimmering & dripping from your fingertips -- the cosmos rendering you comatose -- the hum permeates your coma state of suspended animation -- cradle rocking as if by tugging/pulling of strings -- Milky Way the cradle of our existence -- goo goo goo ga ga ga -- scientists in vain explaining the concept of inertia sounding babbling in outerspace -- planets: puppets of the Sun -- our Sun melting the retinas -- Ms. Universe, let me map my very own constellation configuration of stars (las estrellas) -- I will map out a set of stars that form a slice of pizza in the night sky -- with your choice of toppings (pepperoni, pineapple, mushrooms, etc.) -- Ms. Universe, do you consider completely my supplications -- I am the VOID incarnate, which is in itself a paradoxical proclamation -- cosmic dust clumped right in there with free will, the Big Bang, and planet Earth -- fleeting expanse -- intangible streaks of undulating light -- I'm groping in the dark for comprehension of your cipher -- your secrets wrapped in a cube placed in the bosom of the Bermuda triangle, and chasing me chasing the secret -- turned inside-out to encounter the back of my very own head -- mi cabeza, mi corazon, mi cuerpo, mi alma, la sangre y huesos, la mente, mi cerebro, el aliento de vida -- translation: my head, my heart, my body, my soul, the blood and bones, the mind, my brain, the breath of life.................... (ending transmission)
Monday, December 15, 2008
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Sunday, July 06, 2008
Wednesday, July 02, 2008
>>>>>>>>>>>>>not much going on in my immediate (not)-- except that we are going to the studio tomorrow to record 3 songs or so -- and we (The GC Love Band)
also have a show on July 11th downtown at a music collective where art is displayed and music is played -- (location > > > the Borg Ward 823 W. National Avenue, Milwaukee, WI --) a link to the events page >> (http://monomerics.com/theborgward/?page_id=2) this is like a debut of sorts for us -- a number of other bands are also playing -- including Squidbots, the Pistols at Dawn, King's Horses-- $5 dollar ticket and it's non-profit -- it's kind of exciting -- see you there hopefully -- i will find out what time we go on at soon -- thanks again Dan for getting us the show -- and now for your feature presentation>>
also have a show on July 11th downtown at a music collective where art is displayed and music is played -- (location > > > the Borg Ward 823 W. National Avenue, Milwaukee, WI --) a link to the events page >> (http://monomerics.com/theborgward/?page_id=2) this is like a debut of sorts for us -- a number of other bands are also playing -- including Squidbots, the Pistols at Dawn, King's Horses-- $5 dollar ticket and it's non-profit -- it's kind of exciting -- see you there hopefully -- i will find out what time we go on at soon -- thanks again Dan for getting us the show -- and now for your feature presentation>>Monday, June 16, 2008
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
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i'm being lazy on this one post here, but my afternoon was semi-productive -- who cares anyway? -- hope all is well world world world world (sing)(song)/(organ riff)+(soul)=(elemental)x(effort)+(jazz)/(energy and originality)
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shuffle
flappy (swing teeter and totter)
potato (mashed and opera singing)
sweet as an apple on a tree
sorry
i'm done with this game (fine)
muffled old-time sounding vocals and harmonica and clarinet and violin and piano and trumpet and stand up bass and static and the boys began to sigh and look up into the sky - shine on shine on
flappy (swing teeter and totter)
potato (mashed and opera singing)
sweet as an apple on a treesorry
i'm done with this game (fine)
muffled old-time sounding vocals and harmonica and clarinet and violin and piano and trumpet and stand up bass and static and the boys began to sigh and look up into the sky - shine on shine on
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Thursday, May 22, 2008
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