NEW: "10 Years (After The Twister)"

The idea for this song came from the title of a recent Fort Worth Weekly article. I remember being 10 years old myself when the tornado hit, and of course it seemed larger than life. It was not just some cloud; it WAS Destruction, Death, & Chaos. I wrote this song to say "I'm over some of my tornadoes. How about you?" 


Lyrics:

Ten Years
After the Twister,
Cowtown is put back together.

Ten Years
After the Twister,
I am almost put back together.

And I have so many problems,
I'm such a nervous
Wreck.

And I have so many problems,
But at least I'm out
Of the Twister's path.

Ten Years
After the Twister,
Fort Worth is put back together.

Ten Years
After the Twister,
I am putting myself back together.

NEW: "Honey & Money"

I took the Veggie Tales song "The Bunny" and made it even more sour, dark, and bluesy.



Lyrics:

The Honey,
The Money,
Oh! I want some money.

I don't want my mama
Or my papa,
Just some money...

I don't want no food-stamps
When I get hungry.
Just give me
A big bag of money.

I don't want no health-care
When I feel funny.
Just give me a big bag of money.

Honey, honey, honey, honey,
Honey is money!

& Money, money, money, money,
Money is honey...
Mmmm.

NEW: "Doctors & Nurses & Patients, Oh my!"

I wrote this one just the other day, and I decided it had to be posted immediately. Its my attempt to show just how fun & funny it is to be in a loony bin, and how EVERYONE in there seems a little off: Doctors, Nurses, AND Patients...



Lyrics:

Doctors and Patients
Are trying my Patience.
Doctors and Patients,
Oh my!

A patient asked me once,
"Would you like to try the Punch?"
And without warning, he gave me
A big ol' black eye!

Well, doc! Doc! Doc! Doc!
Patience, patience, patients!
Doc! Doc! Doc! Doc!
Patience, patience, patients!
I got no more patience,
Oh my!

Well Doctors and Nurses
Should buy us all hearses.
Doctors and Nurses,
Oh my!

They should buy us all a hearse,
'Cause our condition's gettin worse,
And we're reminded all the time
We're gonna die!

So have the courtesy
To buy that hearse for me!
Oh you know I'm just a dirt-poor white guy.

Nursie! Nursie! Nursie!
Hearses! Hearses! Hearses!
Nursie! Nursie! Nursie!
Hearses!
Nurses buyin hearses, oh my!

Day of The Dead Music Video

and i dont want to die without shaking up a leg or two,

yeah, i want to do some dancing too.
so come on, come on, come on, come on, dance with me.

In choosing my own brother's music video for this blog's inaugural entry, I am only showing an infinitesimal bit of nepotism. I'm sorry, but the video is just that good. It's so good I'm gonna sound stupid trying to describe it, but here goes:

The footage is from the Day of the Dead festival in San Francisco, and the song you hear in the background is "Hellhole Ratrace" by Girls. Don't let the title fool you, though. The song is a soft, sweet, acoustic number that lifts up into a dreamy electric spell. The music is made even more poignant and hypnotic by the video's dazzling display of cinematography and editing. The overall effect is like a subtle but potent drug, leaving the viewer light-headed and entranced.  Even as I typed those last two sentences, I realized just how "nepotistic" this might sound to some...but I don't care, because it's true. The colors, the lighting, the motion, the cuts -- every visual is beautiful.

So if you wanna shut me up, just go ahead and watch it. Watch it in fullscreen HD. And if you don't think every minute is a fantastical vision of child-like wonderment, then by all means let us start a full-fledged comment war.