Season 374 Now uke talkin'

Thanks for hosting this week, Trent and Ann Marie!
Here is a video from a series that Jon, Kevin and I are working on at the moment.
This is the 23rd of what we would call "audio portraiture" of some mental hospital patients who are featured in the December 2001-January 2002 issue of the Colors publication titled Madness.
If you are interested here is the complete playlist to date. https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLClB1OHGm3eqHSvxV66Ru52ReeXWtMecb

"I was a talker, that was my problem, I talked too much. I talked all the time. You know which planet I like the most? Pluto. You know why? Because it's the planet furthest from the Earth...and also from the sun....it's the coldest...and Andromeda is the nicest galaxy...and the number I like most is the hundrillion...and listen, once I dreamed that I was Superman, I mean I call him Superman, but it wasn't really Superman, but Superman was the thing that he was most like. I went flying to the end of the universe, and then I came back. " - Pedro, 61

kev - voice, electric baritone ukulele, drum loop
joo - film edit using copyright-free footage of underwater sea creatures/particles

 
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This is a Shel Silverstein piece that I taped from the radio about 30 years ago and accidentally memorized without meaning to. The original backing music is a shamisen or something like that. I couldn't possibly imitate it, so I just made something up.

More baritone on this one. I like to use it for picking patterns, not so much for strumming.

 
I listened to those spoken-word songs by Red Sovine, Lorne Greene and so many others. I never wrote one, though. Here goes, hope you like it! I added claves and voices.

 
thanks for the week Trent and Ann Marie.
this is an original song of joo's which we thought
a great fit for the season.



SISYPHUS IS A DUNG BEETLE

the old lady has a face of a sun flower
sun, light, the moon...

a vampire on a rocking chair,
smoking his pipe, counting the stars.

"Goodnight moon", the bear whispered,
reading a letter by the window in the moonlight.
he, like Jan Vermeer, loves windows, moonlight and traveling.

someone dropped a pearl earring as she hurried out the door
to meet her secret lover...

in the pitch black night, a dung beetle found the earring
and started to roll it up the mountain;
he almost got ran over but he tried and tried
and tried and tried and tried.

Sisyphus is a dung beetle.
Sisyphus is a dung beetle.

a wolf in the window pokes his nose
into a missing brick of the wall.
"I hate windows!", he cried.
the sheep laughed and walked away.

an old rat was eavesdropping from behind the wall.
he too, was scared of the sun.

ill fated lovers grew their hair like Rapunzel.
skyscrapers swallowed by the tongues of fire.

on a busy street one hot afternoon
a man in black looked at the world through a manhole.

the children lied on their bed that night
as their mother placed a crate full of apples on the table.
one fell off and rolled towards the edge
and dropped onto the floor.
 
Here's a Doug Kershaw song from the late 60's that popped in my head, did this in one recorded take.

 
Ahoy everybody
I tried to do Bob Dylan's 'Who Killed Davey Moore?', which is a talking-type song.
It took a few tries to figure out but, I think, I managed it.
I did say '375' insted of '374' and I hope that you can forgive that mistake of mine...
 
When cars had Fins

Rpeek is a junk yard rat rod driver, and I fell in love with his poem
When cars had fins. I found a video of him reciting the poem
and found a midi file of Spirit in the sky and spliced it together
to fit with the music, and as an extra bonus I also got a clip of him
driving his open top rusted rat rod that has a piston head for
a shift stick, and having fun with his scarf. I made this 8 years
ago and it still makes me smile to hear it, cos it is so gloriously
politically incorrect... the passion for a rusted, gas guzzling,
uneconomical, environment polluting, mechanically broken
piece of automotive junk, that requires constant maintenance
is somehow admirable, and Rpeek will drive his rat rod for no
other reason than it will turn heads.
It is something old men have to do.
 
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Rpeek is a junk yard rat rod driver, and I fell in love with his poem
When cars had fins. I found a video of him reciting the poem
and found a midi file of Spirit in the sky and spliced it together
to fit with the music, and as an extra bonus I also got a clip of him
driving his open top rusted rat rod that has a piston head for
a shift stick, and having fun with his scarf. I made this 8 years
ago and it still makes me smile to hear it, cos it is so gloriously
politically incorrect... the passion for a rusted, gas guzzling,
uneconomical, environment polluting, mechanically broken
piece of automotive junk, that requires constant maintenance
is somehow admirable, and Rpeek will drive his rat rod for no
other reason than it will turn heads.
It is something old men have to do.


I love the video! If you can add ukulele to it, I'll count it as an entry.
 
If my wife finds out we had a week like this, and you specifically mentioned Red Sovine, and I didn't do one of his recitations, she would kill me. So I'm doing this one in the interest of self-preservation.

Info for everyone who doesn't know this one: this is one of his truck driving recitations he made back during the CB radio craze of the 1970s.

 
We're well into our 2nd day of this Season, and my wife and I are really enjoying listening to the entries so far. Been some strong ones for sure, keep up the great work everyone! I know this week is a unique challenge, but you folks are proving up to it!
 
Last one for me! I'm pretty sure Trent is hoping someone does this one. I actually enjoyed it! Another classic from Red Sovine.

 
flatbaroque suggested i give this one a go - i never heard it before this week, what a great song!

"atlantis" by donovan

i brought this on the north west london ukulele, aka a tenor guitar, but i keep it legal with a little bit of real uke at the end ;)

 
We're on page 6 and no one has done a rap song yet? I put forth the theory that we are old.
 
This is one of my favorite songs from 2018, by a British woman named Nabihah Iqbal. She used to perform under the name Throwing Shade. I first heard this on a KEXP new music podcast. Here's a link to the video of the original: Nabihah Iqbal - Zone 1 to 6000

 
It appears that anything covered by rock legend William Shatner would pass for this season :D........

 
Beats, latin triangle, Uke loop, gasps, and Bukowski poem on
the white American middle class male. Surely this will get me
blacklisted???
 
Most songs I heard so far have spoken parts in the original versions, like for instance Atlantis or On Horseback.
But I couldn't think of a song, that has a spoken part, so I decided to go for the William-Shatner-Approach: talk the lyrics of a song, that is originally sung.
I saw this concept through in the verses, but the choruses, I just had to sing!
I dedicate this song to the inhabitants of Paris!
 
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