Gloomy Gus Song 17

 

It's still gettin' a little dark in Gloomy Gus Land. The owl in the picture doesn't have anything to do with the song. Or does he?????? This is kind of a rough mix.

I fixed some vocals: Sheesh! I was an actual semi-tone off in one part!!!!!! Argh. No, yeah, I'm glad I tried again. Yeah, okay, yeah, yes. I'm glad I tried doing those vocals again. This is a rough mix.

Bonus track (I might add to it tomorrow) Make them go away forever. If you've ever had a bad neighbor situation, you'll be able to relate:

Music For Blocking Out the Sounds of Screaming Kids: Peacocks

My friend and I were at a winery yesterday. It was a winery that had peacocks walking around. They were yelling a lot, and it dawned on me that this could be part of the concept album I've been cooking up in my head - Music for Blocking Out the Sound of Screaming Kids. I hate the sound of screaming kids - it is the worst sound in the world. Would a song with a bunch of peacocks yelling block out the sound of screaming kids if I played it nice and loud on my li'l speaker? We'll see. Anyway, I might make a concept album of songs with annoying, high-pitched sounds engineered to block out the annoying high-pitched sounds of horrible kids.

Here's a version with more (and slightly louder) peacocks because the peacocks peter out a little bit at the end:

Lots and Lots of Cats

I actually recorded this little ditty a few months ago, and I was saving it for a rainy day (i.e., a day where I didn't have time to record a new little ditty). Such a day has come to pass, so here it is. My phone told me I had "lots and lots of cats" in my camera roll, so that inspired this here little number.

Welcome to the Show

This is another depresso song; it's this whole metaphor thing, where, like a bad TV show is a metaphor for life as we know it right now. Oh yeah, there's a part that includes all my cats in it - my current cats and the cats I had before.

After I smoked some weed, I kept on having a teeny tiny bit of rapping that stuck in my craw, so I made it a tiny bit different. Not that anybody else would notice, but yeah, yes, okay, yes.

Bonus Weekend Song (Cuz It's a Long Weekend, and an Idea Popped Into My Head): I am Just a Fox

Here's a bonus track for this week...I'm not sure how this song'll age, but here it is. A person thinks of herself as all soaring and majestic, like an eagle, but she's actually a fox.

Gloomy Gus Song 16 - Time to Say Goodbye

I guess this album is getting a wee little bit dark...don't worry, it gets lighter in time, but not that much lighter.

Here's a version where I messed with one of the bars of rap and added a little to the ending. We'll see how this version ages, versus how the above one ages. 

Songs About How Kids Suck

 

Have I ever mentioned that kids suck? They wouldn't suck so much if their parents weren't moronic asswipes that let them scream like banshees and irritate everyone within a 5 mile radius.

Here's a more polished version of the song...there was a line of rapping that was kind of clunky sounding, which in turn, made it hard to understand, so I polished it up a bit! (It probably has a big, dumb, long pause at the end):

Old-People-Who-Wear-Sunglasses-Over-Their-Glasses Sunglasses

 I got some old-people-who-wear-sunglasses-over-their-glasses sunglasses. It's a true story!!

Restless/Fucked Up

Last week's song was about depression, and this week's song is about anxiety. It's becoming the Mental Health Clinic Musical Hour.

I felt like the ending was lacking something, so I added a little guitar stuff to it:

Two for the Price of One: It Was Only Gone For an Hour & She's Stuck in Eternal Mondays

 It Was Only Gone for an Hour:

I was thinking about how everybody's scared of their consciousness passing out of existence when they die; but when you think about it, that's what happens when you go under anesthesia. No time passes. There's nothing awful or painful about going into non-existence on a consciousness level. And, who knows? Maybe there's some way we come back again, even if we do get blotted out. (I'm not sure how that would happen, but maybe, just maybe). And if centuries pass between one fading outta existence and fading back in, it will seem like no time had passed.

She's Stuck in Eternal Mondays:

I was trying to think of a good metaphor for depression. This is what popped into my mind: Being stuck in eternal Mondays. The person in the song likes it, though; I mean, she likes being stuck in eternal Mondays. I'm not sure why.

Gloomy Gus Song 15: Nothing

This is Gloomy Gus Song 15. I'm not sure yet if I like it. It's about how when people are depressed, sometimes they feel nothing, and why is nothing not neutral, since it's nothing?

Everything Will Disappear When The Bombs All Fall

This song is another end-of-the-world-ish piece o' music. I'm doing a lot of those lately. Maybe that's because it's sorta kinda the end of the world, maybe-ish.

Another mix (that I like better) (with a big, dumb, long pause at the end):