Agent Orange (Timmy and Bobby Song #14)

AGORANGE
This song deals with the destruction of the Earth from the point of view of it being predetermined all along. Y'know, like, it was baked into fate, like a cake, that the Earth was gonna be destroyed (the way it's getting destroyed, these days). I was wrestling with the question of the possibility that all of existence came into being all at once. In other words, everything in the past, present, and future already exists, and we're just moving along through time the same way a record needle moves on a record. The recording on the wax is already there; it's been there ever since it got pressed into existence. But you don't get to experience the music moving through time until the record needle moves along on it.

As a result, everything that's gonna happen has already been pre-determined. All the suffering has been dreamed into existence, and there's nothing we can do about it.

In this song, Agent Orange is a metaphor for the destruction of the Earth's ecosystems, which isn't that far of a stretch, given that Agent Orange destroys ecosystems in real life.

The lyrics are:
Those fossil-dudes are spraying the land with Agent Pain
It's coming down like ancient rain, the stuff that melts your brain

Timmy and Bobby say it is probably
Leftover visions from people that once were living

The dreams of suffering were baked into this planet
Did God plan it? The eagle's dream has landed

Timmy and Bobby say they had a fossil-dream
Of things intially baked into reality

Visions of the storms that are now adorned with fires
Pissing flames in forms that are Agent Orange attired
Even at birth, the Earth, she already knew
For what it's worth, she was cursed from day 1 and 2
And we ask God, "What the fuck is wrong with this world?"
It's sticking in our craws, with bad luck we long for those pearls...
of wisdom, but fate has been baked like a cake
Into reality, "The date is too late," Jesus states.

Visions of the storms, adorned with Agent Orange

The ancient rain is crying because the land is dying
The angels' pain is sighing; at night, it looks like lightning

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I Was an Earthquake

EARTHQK2
A few days ago, a possibility came to me: maybe I was an earthquake in a past life. Maybe my weird life issues I'm running into stem from karma from being a big earthquake in a past life. I never thought of that before, and it gave me some food for thought. I wonder if that can me - if people can have been earthquakes in past lives.

That's what this song is about: it oscillates between Timmy and Bobby talking about me being an earthquake in a past life, and me actually being that earthquake in present time. Lotta references are made to the 1906 Earthquake that happened in San Francisco. That particular earthquake is relevant to me cuz I had a whole bunch of family living in San Francisco at the time. Sometimes, I wonder if I have ancestral memories of that earthquake floating around in my head, cuz, y'know, I have a peculiar relationship to earthquakes.

The part of the rap that refers to butter flying up to the ceiling is an actual real-life thing that happened in the 1906 Earthquake. Apparently, when my ancestors went out to their kitchen after the quake happened, the butter they'd kept out on their kitchen table had flown up to the ceiling and stuck there. That's how intense the shaking was - butter actually flew up to the ceiling and got stuck there!

The second part of the song is a re-statement of the theme that came to me in July of 2019, a week after the big earthquake that happened in the LA area. See, after that big old 7 point something temblor (as they call them on the news), a song came to me. It was a song that had a profound impact on me, and I have a strong feeling the my ancestors, who were in the 1906 Earthquake, sent it to me. I felt like, because of that, I had to include that theme in this song.

This song also refers to the fact that, without earthquakes, California wouldn't be all mountain-y and hilly and lake-y. It'd just be this boring old flat plane, if there wasn't all that seismic activity. I wanted to speak to that, y'know, to give earthquakes credit for making California an interesting-looking place, topographically-speaking.

That theme starts out in A minor, but then I add a second guitar after 1 verse to make it into C major, like it is in the original song. But when I was singing, I hadn't added the second guitar, so I was singing it in minor (I mean, it's the exact same melody, either way). It's weird to hear the melody all major sounding even though it was minor when I sung it. It's kind of a weird music cognition experiment or something (my Ph.D. dissertation was in music cognition). Like, I wonder if my singing is sadder because I was singing it in minor than it woulda been if I'd been singing it in major. I wonder if it adds a weird depth or something to it that wouldn't've been there, had I been singing in a major-happy-sounding-key when I did it.

The guitars end up bein' all layered, so you gots A minor to F major on one guitar, and C, G, A minor, F on the other guitar, creating a weird old dissonance-jazz-chord-thingy.

But, in any event, now I know there's a possibility that I was an earthquake in a past life, and I wanted to write a song about it.

The lyrics are:
Timmy and Bobby said they celebrate the first earthquake; it is not the worst fate
Timmy and Bobby state I was once an earthquake, and I made the earth shake; it was my birthday

California is adorned with good topography; it is glorious in its forms, and it's sinking to the sea
I am trouble in the making in the shaking quaking ride; I am the earth, I am the earth, untied

Timmy and Bobby said it was a past life; it was my last life; I danced into the night
After I danced on by, I made Mount Shasta fly; I gave the earth a ride, and afterwards, I died 

California is adorned with good topography; it is glorious in its forms, and it's sinking to the sea
I am trouble in the making in the shaking quaking ride; I am the earth, I am the earth, untied

When it is the start, slowest is the part; it was still dark, in beds they were parked
Mountains and lakes are there all because of me, but I am the part they don't want to see
I make things better, but the butter, it did fly, up to the ceiling; and it made the people cry
I shook existence, but the people did not listen; it is 1906 and now the buildings, they need fixing
I am trouble in the making, it's a ride; I am quaking and I'm shaking and the earth has got untied
I made the butter fly with Lucy in the Sky; it is no lie: the earth, it is high

California is adorned with good topography; it is glorious in its forms, and it's sinking to the sea
I am trouble in the making in the shaking quaking ride; I am the earth, I am the earth, untied

Timmy and Bobby said the thing they have to state: I made the earth shake, I made the earth shake
With some tectonic plates: I was an earthquake, I was an earthquake

I have ears that don't stop ringing; my mind is broken, but I can't stop singing
I'm blind and stupid, but I'm learning: the world is turning, but it won't stop burning

My mind is stupid but it's singing; I don't know why my ears have not stopped ringing
I'm blind and stupid but I'm learning; the world is turning but it won't stop burning

When it is the start, slowest is the part; it was still dark, in beds they were parked
Mountains and lakes are there all because of me, but I am the part they don't want to see
I make things better, but the butter, it did fly, up to the ceiling; and it made the people cry
I shook existence, but the people did not listen; it is 1906 and now the buildings, they need fixing
I am trouble in the making, it's a ride; I am quaking and I'm shaking and the earth has been untied
I made the butter fly with Lucy in the Sky; it is no lie: the earth, it is high

I have ears that don't stop ringing; my mind is broken, but I can't stop singing
I'm blind and stupid, but I'm learning: the world is turning, but it won't stop burning

My mind is stupid and it's singing; I don't know why my ears have not stopped ringing
Maybe I'm stupid, but I'm learning; the world is turning but it won't stop burning


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Rough Mix of the Next Song

RTHQUAKE

 It's about an earthquake. I'll do a better mix and add description-y stuff tomorrow. It's another Timmy and Bobby song.

Loved Animals: Extendo Version

LUVDANIM

This is the same song as yesterday, but there's more stuff at the end. See, I originally re-stated the entire rap at the end of the song, but when I mixed it down yesterday, I decided to lop most of it off. Then I decided to mix the whole thing down today cuz the extendo-version might float some people's boats. I was in the mood for an extendo-version today, so it's floating my boat currently.

As I mentioned yesterday, it's a song about how things changed when humans became not like other animals after the Garden of Eden. In retrospect, I'm also realizing it's a song about the nature of trauma. When a person has a major trauma, often his/her life before the trauma feels like a time of innocence. But, now that the trauma has happened, the rest of his/her life is a time of horrible, awful badness.

Post-Script: I realized last night "loved animals" can mean animals who are loved. Man, I'm slow on the uptake. When you get songs from dreams, sometimes you don't know what they're about. I was all, why does it say, "loved animals?" Shouldn't it be, "I loved animals," or "they loved animals?" I felt like it was a sentence with a missing subject. But then I heard it different last night and was all, oh, okay. It make me think of my kitties because they're loved animals (even though they're now non-corporeal). It has a different emotional charge, this song does, when you think of the chorus as referring to animals who are loved. Maybe all the stuff about Eden pertains to us bein' loved animals before we got stupid. Or maybe it implies that we're loved animals even though we're now stupid. And I think it also talks about regular animals as bein' loved, and wouldn't it be cool if we were like them?

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Loved Animals

LUYANIMA

This is another song I got from a dream. It's about how original sin made us not like other animals. Original sin made us suck and that's why I'm having all these health problems. Original sin is living inside me and wreaking havoc.

The lyrics are:
Loved Animals

Timmy and Bobby say it is probably messing with our heads in a setting I let in
What is this setting that I have let in? Messing my head in my worst, first, and best sin

Loved Animals

Garden of Eden is where we had our freedom, but now we are stuck in a mess
We are hardened from eating sins from that big old tree. We're dumb and proud and we say we're the best
Now we all are blind, cuz we lost our mind, and we cannot find, what we were one time, when we were all fine
Animals have ways, where we could not stay, cuz our minds are crazed, in a purple haze, ruining our days

Timmy and Bobby say it is probably simply a sob story of sins from a palm tree
I learned to read in the Garden of Eden. Now I am eating the crow I am feeding

Loved animals

I wish that we could go back to how it was but I'm dumb and my mind's made of fuzz
I cry cuz I'm feeling low and I say it's cuz I am bummed, and I cannot get buzzed
Animals, they say, there were better days, but we have lost our ways, even if we pray, we will still be crazed
And I'm feeling bad, that we all are mad, what a time we had, humanity's a fad, and now the earth is sad

Sad, now the earth is sad, now the earth is sad

Loved animal

Timmy and Bobby Song 11: Ants In My Pants/ Bacteria in My Brain

ANTPANTS
The question of a bacterial infection came up last week. There's a possibility that the reason I'm having all these neurological symptoms is that there's bacteria in my brain. That's scary, but at the same time, once this covid thingy is over and I can go places again without the fear of getting sick and getting other people sick and making them die, maybe I might be able to do something about this brain stuff. This song employs a metaphor of ants in one's pants in order to discuss bacteria in the brain. Timmy and Bobby are concerned.

The lyrics are:

It is sitting inside of my brain

Microbes spitting: Their cries sing in pain

Timmy says they’ll sing a ringing song

Golden jets to move those things along

Things are making my thoughts go askew

It brings the shaking and knocks my world loose

Bobby says what Timmy says is true

Their song sings best in everything they do

I think bacteria is inside of my brain

Fighting back, I say, “Fuck!” to those frightening migraines

Timmy and Bobby say, “No” to those bad things, bringing

Stinging and throbbing their holes are filled with voices ringing

Armies of red ants

Are charming in their dance

But alarming in your pants

They’re harming you with grants

Wait, “Harming you with grants?”

…Of wishes that you wish you had never made

Delicious at the time but it is nightshade

Tricksters bickering, losing their game

With sinister, flickering, blue, singing flames

Worlds are gleaming and streaming in suns

With words that are singing in zeroes and ones

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