Warren Affair

We played at a talent show sponsored in part by the CIA in Warren (you can read some personal reflections here).

Your mission?  Find a geographic location somewhere in the Middle East that rhymes with Falafel (Istanbul?) to the tune of the classic Ramones song Havana Affair: http://youtu.be/M6UlXZxch-A

Destroyer on the way to _____ [Istanbul?]
I used to make a living man, selling you falafel
Now I'm a guy for the C I A
Hooray, for the USA
Baby baby make me dabke
Baby baby ____ [call me Mehde? { Mehde is a name right?}]
Went to watch a Cable Talent Show
First stop, Warren a go-go!
Baby baby make me dabke
Baby baby ____ [call me Mehde? { Mehde is a name right?}]
I used to make a living by selling you falafel
I used to make a living man, selling you falafel
Now I'm a guy for the C I A
Hooray, for ____ [Istanbul]

Original lyrics to Havana Affair:PT-boat on the way to Havana
I used to make a living, man
Pickin' the banana.
Now I'm a guide for the CIA
Hooray for the USA!
Baby, baby, make me a loco
Baby, baby, make me a mambo
Sent to spy on a Cuban talent show
First stop- Havana au go-go
I used to make a living, man
Pickin' the banana
Hooray for Havana!

I might try to pull this off at a future appearance.

Logically speaking, it doesn't quite fly in the chorus when compared to the original lyrics in Havana Affair, but you've got to start somewhere right?  Anyhow, playful thoughts are welcome.

Homestretch--lyrical revision Humanity for Hypocrites

Let's see if we can pull this off. New lyrics between last night and today:

Humanity for Hypocrites

[Bass motif 1x w/ pizz. viola* or atmospheric string noise]
[percussion at 2nd iteration...then muted trumpet blurb and "Ahhh" 3rd]

I am... [4th iteration of bass motif]
A human
[Forte guitar chord strike immediately after “human”; bass guitar work changes]

You say the world will be lovely--that all is fair.
First breath I take and I’m choking--the pain’s still there.
Why do you lie so smugly?
These gaps inhibit well-being -for all the knowing, the doing, the learning who care.

You say the world turns slowly, you’re pushing air.
One step outside and I’m dizzy, it’s everywhere!
Half truths yield burdensome sorrow
for the workers, the learners, the noble world servers.

Take the derivative, you’ll find your place in time.
Live out the truth and keep your peace of mind.

Enough with othering [“oth’ring”] you.
[…”bridge*”]
Extend to me, a facet of your mercy

[window for instrumental interlude/solos]

[Initial bass motif]
We are... all humyn.
[chorus/verse bass guitar work again]
You’ve got a part in this!
We speak when words come easy--
act or neglect when discord prevails.
We are the breakers, creators, ambivalent fakers!
[“*outro chorus/bridge thing”]
Hu_man_i_ty  for hy_po_crit_es.

[solo(s), then soli*]
[Initial bass motif x2, suspend on f natural]
Welcome back to humanity.

Humanity for Hypocrites

Humanity for Hypocrites was inspired by a dream I had perhaps in 2005 during high school--I recall hearing the opening bass guitar motif and verse but was unsuccessful in figuring out the notes to play the song until December of 2011. The title came forth the morning of February 9th during a calculus class after thinking about paradox and contradictions elsewhere in life. I'll have to edit this post or further expound elsewhere on this concept some other time time.

We're now trying to put this song together within the week of its performance at the Spirit Spit. As you might imagine, I'm working overtime to figure out lyrics and the rest of the composition. Here's where I (and hopefully the rest of Elemental Meaning) am so far. Some of the lyrics didn't quite make sense once I tried singing them...

Humanity for Hypocrites [working title: High school dream song]:

[Bass motif 2x, pizz. viola* or atmospheric string noise]
[percussion at 5th iteration...then muted trumpet blurb on 6th]

I am... [beat four?]
A human
[Forte guitar chord strike immediately after “human”; bass guitar work changes]

You say the world will be lovely--that all is fair.
First breath I take and I’m choking--the pain’s still there.
Why do you lie so smugly?
This gap inhibits well-being
for all the workers, the learners, the noble world servers.

You say the world turns slowly, you’re pushing air.
One step outside and I’m dizzy, it’s everywhere!
Wide gaps inhibit well-being--for all the knowing, the doing, the learning who care.
…
[window for brief instrumental interlude/solos]
Enough with othering [“oth’ring”] you.
[Initial bass motif]
We are... all humyn. ["we are" sung in duet, "all humyn" everybody]
[chorus/verse bass guitar work again]
You’ve got a part in this!
We speak when words come easy--
act or neglect when discord prevails.
We are the breakers, creators, the ambivalent fakers.

[solo(s), then soli*]
[Initial bass motif x2, suspend on f natural]
Welcome back to humanity.
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