Doomsday: SongFreeWrite

"Doomsday" - Elvis Perkins in Dearland

Oh, it’s like Herb Albert and the Tijuana brass band! Horns. If horns were a currency, this intro would be one rich fool.
Where is my sombrero? I need a fiesta and a siesta. Simultaneously. RIGHT NOW!

YIP! more yips please. me gusta mucho.

Drums! Hello!
Bass, hello!
Hi again, Trumpet. Nice to hear you again.

I am tapping my foot in glee and joyous joy.

Oh, bummer, a whiney white dude voice.
Its ok. I’m white too I think.

This song is like a friendly giant hopping. Like if the giant from Jack and the beanstalk was friendly and not a murdering fellow. If he was nice, he would be this song. Also if he liked to hop.

No, dude, I do not let doomsay bother me!

Tambourines are fun. I would like to put a tambourine around the neck of a chicken and let it run around. Then, I would give a fox a drum and set it loose in the chicken coop. Then I would draw a picture of a monster and bring it to life though magic and hope it wouldn't eat me. Then I would give it a guitar of course. Then I would go on Conan with my band. And would rule.

This song would be good with a Dos Equis and lime.
Then a Pacifico then salsa and chips
Then the beach and a hammock.
Then a piñata.
Then carne asada
Then carnitas.
Then more fiestas.

Hooray, another yip!

Oh, cool. More people are in the song. And they are FIESTA-ING!
I want to be in this song now. They sound like they are having a la la la happy time with their cervezas!

Song Free Write

Welcome to a new feature on dmhblog called SongFreeWrite where I listen to a song and write my thoughts, observations, and whatnot in real time. First up on this maiden voyage is Be Calm by fun.

Violin and accordion. Where is the dancing monkey? Am I in Italy? Who is singing? Then chacha cha guitar. Then lala and some strings and another voice and a harmony.

He sounds sad like a baby.

“Why?” You say? Like a bird? It is singing and it is nice. It’s like a carnival. And a whistling bird. What a nice whistle.
Slow guitar. To emotional and smoothing. I can see musical notes in the air.

Tambourine! But now it its snappy and cranky! Like a nut cracker or one of those big wretches that a plumber has. Then there is a girl. Then two guys singing like they mean it. Lots of people!

Oh! He said Baptized. Neat.
Now it is like a carnival and a parade and a circus and there is a trumpet and dancing bears and an anthem and a triumph! LOTS OF NOISES AND STOMP STOMP! BELLS! CRASH CRASH!

It is a jam, like faux metal rock and roll, head banging, and channeling Queen or something. la la la jam jam! A Tour de force, sing/yelling and fist pumping. I want to jump in the air and float there for a few seconds.

I think he really wants me to be calm. I will consider it. Whoa! That sounds like a beepy space ship. I want to fly to krypton in it.

Oh, it’s back to a buzzing, slow-downy thing. Is it ending? I think so. It is winding down. Sllooowwwwww. It stopped.

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That song caused me to rejoice. It had lots of neat noises. The dude’s voice was a bit polished, but it added a bit of glam to it all. I felt like I was in a parade. I wish that there were animals to bark and meow as I was listening to that song.