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I started working on a song this week and it seemed like maybe it could fit this project. I've keyed it so Chenery could easily do manic vocals an octave above what I'm doing. This is really a sketch of the song. We'll run it up the flagpole and see if anyone salutes.
Check out the video - my head looks like a sock puppet
******Stardate January 13, 2016: the collaboration with Chenery did not come to fruition. However, I did a minor tweak on the lyrics, a major tweak on the arrangement and feel, and went on to record the song with Mike Hall in a combo with drums (Marek Tyler), cello (Hank Pine). Live off the floor don't you know, to fabulous 1/4" reel to reel. Stay tuned....I'll post it soon!
Whiskey, You Are Not My Brother
Whiskey, you are not my brother
do not stand so near
take your hand from my shoulder
do not whisper in my ear
There is a place
where black is dark
dark, dark blue
where you are misshapen and made obese
by all that does not fill you
Whiskey, you are not my brother
do not stand so near
take your hand from my shoulder
do not whisper in my ear
There is a place
where the river is deep
deep, deep green
the waters are opaque, they are viscous
they appear to be serene
Whiskey, you are not my brother
do not stand so near
take your hand from my shoulder
do not whisper in my ear
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