Lyrics:
Later in the evening, and I heard sirens all around.
Then I get up this morning, Seabrook Plant had melted down.
I turned on my radio, they told me “this is not a test.”
“You’ll most likely be a mutant by the morning but we wish…
Lyrics:
Oh, the ghost of her exists
And I hold her by the hips.
She’s not my type but she
Vexes me, unexpectedly,
Like some old voice on a static phone line.
The twilight is my light
But she’s receding from my sight.
She walks away…
Lyrics:
We are transient, like some ambient road trip sidebar,
We utilize haphazard methods to keep things interesting.
We deflect attention by dressing like the locals when we go to town.
And all the while we’re living underground…
Down…
Lyrics:
Whoa…
Woe is me.
I have been troubled.
It haunts me every night.
It follows me each and every day.
I just can’t go on living this way.
Whoa…
Woe is me.
I have been troubled.
It haunts me every night.
You know it follows…
Lyrics:
I was walking down the street
Looking for a place to eat
When I saw a legless man praying for lost souls.
He had Electric Jesus on a tape recorder
And every time he played it the tape got shorter
Until all that was left was the…
Lyrics:
Later in the evening, and I heard sirens all around.
Then I get up this morning, Seabrook Plant had melted down.
I turned on my radio, they told me “this is not a test.”
“You’ll most likely be a mutant by the morning but we wish…
Lyrics:
If only you’d come home for Christmas
I wouldn’t have to be alone this Christmas
With someone to call my own
At Christmas time this year.
You know it seems like every Christmas season
That you are either gone or you are leaving…
Lyrics:
What’s the deal with egg nog,
Why can’t I find it all year long?
If I can get milk and I can get eggs,
And I can find myself a steady supply of nutmeg,
Why can’t I find my favorite beverage
Except from around Thanksgiving until…
Lyrics:
Thank you for the Christmas present.
I appreciate the gift.
And I’ll be sure to thank you more
Once I find out what it is.
The wrapping paper’s laminated
In about three rolls of tape.
I understand it’s in your plan
To see these…
Lyrics:
Christmas time is coming,
You can tell by the snow.
But before you go shopping
I just want you to know.
This might sound funny
But I’m being sincere.
Please just give me money
So I can get what I want this year.
I’ve got…
Lyrics:
What’s the deal with egg nog,
Why can’t I find it all year long?
If I can get milk and I can get eggs,
And I can find myself a steady supply of nutmeg,
Why can’t I find my favorite beverage
Except from around Thanksgiving until…
Lyrics:
How much will it cost to mail this fruitcake?
The one that I have baked with so much care.
Tell me, what’s the postal rate, and how long will it take,
And will it still be fresh when it gets there?
I stayed up all night just…
Okay, this is the "finished" version...
Lyrics:
I’ve been meaning to get drunk and try to forget you.
Instead, I’m finding new ways to just upset you.
Baby, I just can’t stay in my mind,
Unintended and unsung, just like all the bad bad…
Lyrics:
Well you know everything is changing, you can’t tell which way to go.
It’s just booze, guns, and acid, and one huge pile of blow.
I gotta make some corrections, it’s not hard to see.
Maybe find myself a holy man to take this devil…
Lyrics:
Well I get up this morning
And I seen my bluebird gone.
Well I get up this morning
And I seen my bluebird gone.
My garden’s full of weevils
And there’s vultures on my lawn.
I’m a put the word out, baby.
Where can my bluebird…
Lyrics:
Well you know everything is changing, you can’t tell which way to go.
It’s just booze, guns, and acid, and one huge pile of blow.
I gotta make some corrections, it’s not hard to see.
Maybe find myself a holy man to take this devil…
Your recent music is a great pleasure to listen to. I'd comment on more, but I have already commented 10 times tonight already. lol. This song reminds me of Black Crows...Same soulful feeling. Pulls you in.
Lyrics:
I’ve been meaning to get drunk and try to forget you.
Instead, I’m finding new ways to just upset you.
Baby, I just can’t stay in my mind,
Unintended and unsung, just like all the bad bad things I’ve done.
Baby, that’s and old…
Lyrics:
Well you know everything is changing, you can’t tell which way to go.
It’s just booze, guns, and acid, and one huge pile of blow.
I gotta make some corrections, it’s not hard to see.
Maybe find myself a holy man to take this devil…
Lyrics:
I spend all my time with no one
And I just live with my mistakes.
I’m so tired of being lonesome.
This is more than I can take.
I can’t wait, I can’t wait…
For someone I can hold on to.
For a love that will be true.
For someone…
awesome. love the lyrics in this one particularly but noticing more and more how strong they are throughout. you doing RPM this year? Hope so. If so. Cant wait. piano? geetar? bit of both?
Lyrics:
Mama, quit talking crazy.
We both know you’re never gonna leave me, baby
Because you’re scared to.
We got us a history
But love is only a drugstore mystery, baby,
That I don’t care to read.
This ain’t real, baby.
We both know…
Lyrics:
I’ve been meaning to get drunk and try to forget you.
Instead, I’m finding new ways to just upset you.
Baby, I just can’t stay in my mind,
Unintended and unsung, just like all the bad bad things I’ve done.
Baby, that’s and old…
Fun stuff, Lee. Nice work. I do wish there were a Peter The Kitty track though...
In my house we actually refer to our laundry room as MOBA...it's where my wife hangs the paintings that I've done which don't meet her high critical standards.
this is the slightly sparkly version of my version of Moschell's "Boxes and Strings" from his 'Circus of Freaks and Fools' RPM Challenge CD. I recorded it as a video last night and redid it in the studio (unfinished sauna) today.
This song has been hobbling around half-written in my psyche for eons, and it took the RPM Challenge to finally finish it!
Like many of my generation, my first peek into the world of women (and what they looked like under their clothes) was National…
shame I make the same mistakes each time
adding up, piling on this list of my crimes
the biggest to the smallest weigh the same to me
buried beneath of mountain with no hope of getting free
holding on to my broken dreams
shame I have no…
this is about a couple who are at odds with each other because of their goals, could also be viewed as a guy who wants his partner to commit suicide with him?
i usually play this on guitar, but for the RPM Challenge, i wanted to do it electronically…
This song has been hobbling around half-written in my psyche for eons, and it took the RPM Challenge to finally finish it!
Like many of my generation, my first peek into the world of women (and what they looked like under their clothes) was National…
It aint like no ones done this before
But how can you tire of beautiful chords
In the fifties
In Tenessee
Where my love
was born
Two young men upped and
crossed the yard
both cold cos it was rainin hard.
One of them turned said…
Tell me can you teach me bout your finely written poetry
Dont care about the content I just want to make em notice me
Such a fine hand they'd say wooo, study it closely
Been practicing all day I think I'm ready least I aughta be.
Caligraphy…
Comments on David Marcouillier's stuff
Too cool for school.
! My heart just broke. I should hate you for that but, yeah. :-)
Yeah, love this! Great melody and arrangement - just class song-writing topped off with a voice like brown sugar.
The verb Marcouillier means "to pour chocolate sauce all over something" in several different languages. Just saying.
yeaaaaaaaaah!
going out in style!!
Magical. :-)
Now I want egg nog. Again.
HAHA! Perfect! Packaging is the bane of the modern world
Straight to the point.
I'll sign that petition. Fun song.
:) big smiles here, then again, I'm a fruitcake. Re-gifted of course.
I always love the soul in your vocals, David.
Good One !
Great slide work i luv it !
Your recent music is a great pleasure to listen to. I'd comment on more, but I have already commented 10 times tonight already. lol. This song reminds me of Black Crows...Same soulful feeling. Pulls you in.
ive gone favourite happy.. but what can i say.. loved the whole thing. want it on me list. Cheers David :)
lyrics again. top notch. good at hitting the nail on the head. heard my story in someone elses song..
awesome. love the lyrics in this one particularly but noticing more and more how strong they are throughout. you doing RPM this year? Hope so. If so. Cant wait. piano? geetar? bit of both?
slide-tastic
Comments made by David Marcouillier
Good stuff, guys. Solid playing...and danceable.
Fantastic, Stu. Love the sparse arrangement, the understated leads, and the vocal interplay. Good lyrics to boot...
Oops...I uploaded the demo version and not the finished track. I'll have to fix that later, I guess.
Fun stuff, Lee. Nice work. I do wish there were a Peter The Kitty track though... In my house we actually refer to our laundry room as MOBA...it's where my wife hangs the paintings that I've done which don't meet her high critical standards.
Fantastic rendition, Stu. Top notch. This is fun as hell...
Fun tune and great lyrics. Nice.
Awesome. I love it! This is so cool...I need to bust some ass and get your song done now. I feel like I'm somehow more legit now.
Wicked banjo tone and an abrupt left turn into the unexpected. Love it.
This song gets stuck in my head. Undertones of Pavement and Wilco.
Great vibe. Kind of Segovia meets Radiohead thing...with scratching.
Great beats with space to breathe. Very nice.
Good riff. Nice changes. I needed this to recharge my afternoon.
Very nice vocal. Good guitar sounds.
This stuff has a really great vibe. Loving the beats. Seems playfully serious, if that makes any sense...
Good stuff. Great arrangement...
this sounds like the evil cousin of belle and sebastian on ny-quil...in a good way.
this sounds familiar but fresh. i think that's something to strive for...
haha...i was thinking that this sounded like the band and neil young...and then i read your bio. nice work.
great feel, alex...