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Music for Dancing and Dining

by Blindhead

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Alphabet Man 03:06
I found a quarter in the dirt I picked it up and dust it off It's in my pocket now and it's a part of me I found love and then it hurt I picked it out and tried it on It's just a locket now I wear around a chain And you may think that I have gone quite insane But every letter that I know is in my name I'm the Alphabet Man and you can read my words in the sand The strangest thing I've ever seen I met a man without a heart he went from girl to girl and never lost his cool I met a girl with eyes so green that it was living in the woods to stare in those eyes but she let me a fool And you may think that I have gone quite insane6 But every letter that I know is in my name I'm the Alphabet Man and you can read my words in the sand I've found this planet spins around because there is nothing to compare the circle's all there is and all there is to be and I've found things often move down as I step off that bottom stair Just as William Blake always used to sand > Repeat first verse
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Reservations 03:09
This is my everything. This is where I’ll stay. I could be here til my dying day. I’m in you, you’re in me. Hostages held down by place and time. Oblivion is something so sublime Familiar ways to be Stripped away but you can’t even see We wanna touch the sun. Make it all our own. You have no care for anyone. It makes you feel alive, but it goes away. This is my everything. This is where I’ll stay. I will be here til my dying days. This is now. This is me
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Stowaway 01:16
None (instrumental)
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Maybe 03:03
I'm gonna be on time To see my baby And we'll be doing fine I'm gonna be on time To get my shit done And we'll be doing fine I'll see this through I'll be with you I'm coming to But maybe not today Not today I'm gonna be on time To get to my baby And we'll be doing fine I'll see it through I'll get to you I'll be with you But maybe not today Not today Well I'm still in bed Full of sweat I can't move I can't see what's next I'm gonna be on time to get my shit done and I'll be feeling fine I'm coming to I'll be with you I'll see it through Maybe
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None (Inctrumental)
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Pirate Song 02:42
I ran away with Pirates I was just a little child Nine years old and thirty years wild We spent the first year lootin’ every gas station we saw Well we were roaming pirates and we were wanted by the law My parents didn’t miss me for nearly seven months My mother kept with sailors and my father kept with drunks So I never had no family ‘cept the ones I met in jail So please forgive me baby for the contents of my tale Well I love the life of a pirate There’s more loot in America than on the bottom of the sea There’s nothing bad that I can say about it I got the Jolly Rogers tattooed on my knee It wasn’t until Abilene that I’d meet my Waterloo With a waitress at a diner down on route 642 She served me grits and jail time, her father was the law And the coldest man with a badge that I ever saw Well I love the life of a pirate There’s more loot in America than on the bottom of the sea There’s nothing bad that I can say about it I got the Jolly Rogers tattooed on my knee But I always knew that I was not well-fated And all the crimes that I had perpetrated Would come back to me like a lie Made after one has hesitated And life in prison’s taught me many lessons The hardest of which has not left me guessing If you can lead a pirates life Then sit back babe and count your blessings
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TIYFU 00:19
None (Instrumental)
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None (Instrumental)
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Come with me say Lambaday, Hey Lambaday! It’s a special day, he say. Say Lambaday! Lambaday say come today it’s a Rumba day But I can’t play Rumba hey, Lambaday Hey now friends. Listen to me I’m just a humble man Who lives off the sea I never catch no fish, though And my boat goes dry The only sea shanties I sing Will make you cry Lambaday say come today it’s samba day But I can’t play Samba hey, Lambaday Lambaday say come today it’s Mambo day But I can’t play Mambo hey, Lambaday Hey now friends. Listen to me I’m just a humble man Who lives off the sea I never catch no fish And my boat goes dry The only sea shanties I sing Will make you cry
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She once went my way The road was mine On down the highway The sun would always shine But now she’s gone away from me She’s got a brand new model three But now she’s gone away from me The driver is no longer me He sent my girl to outer space We used to go away Off on an aeroplane My little runaway Space X Rocket Getaway But now she’s gone away from me He sent my girl to outer space And now she’s left me here all alone Hand on my stick shift driving myself home He sent my girl to outer space
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None (Instrumental)
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None (instrumental)
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Time To Go 02:07
Well hello my friend (and farewell)! Soup is good food! Did you see that data set yesterday? You’re in such a great mood! Was that you and that football player with Taylor Swift? Why it may as well have been you! I saw it when I was on the can, one hand on my tracker, the other one wiping away reality! You’ve been embraced, not replaced! You’re always the VIP It’s gonna be great! The soup line can be erased. Just like you! Shortcuts are the way to go. Short! Cut! Get it? Don’t be slow! That fine fellow will help you, not hurt you. It has all the answers! Want to retire in Bali? For all your hard work? Step right up! And off you go! You CAN. On your screen. Looking back at the real you. Open a book? What a waste! Press on that warm glass, sit on your ass. You’re being erased. Now it’s time to go Now it’s time to go
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I ran away with Pirates I was just a little child Nine years old and thirty years wild We spent the first year lootin’ every gas station we saw Well we were roaming pirates and we were wanted by the law My parents didn’t miss me for nearly seven months My mother kept with sailors and my father kept with drunks So I never had no family ‘cept the ones I met in jail So please forgive me baby for the contents of my tale Chorus: Well I love the life of a pirate There’s more loot in America than on the bottom of the sea There’s nothing bad that I can say about it I got the Jolly Rogers tattooed on my knee 2 measures instrumental Well it wasn’t until Abilene that I’d meet my Waterloo With a waitress at a diner down on route 642 She served me grits and jail time her father was the law And the coldest man with a badge that I ever saw Chorus: Well I love the life of a pirate There’s more loot in America than on the bottom of the sea There’s nothing bad that I can say about it I got the Jolly Rogers tattooed on my knee Break: But I always knew that I was not well-fated And all the crimes that I had perpetrated Would come back to me like a lie Made after one has hesitated And life in prison’s taught me many lessons The hardest of which has not left me guessing If you can lead a pirates life Then sit back babe and count your blessings
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Bushwick Bill

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This is an album of mostly upbeat pop music that draws on sounds of the 80’s and 90’s, including punk, alt-country, grunge, psychedelic, and what they called alternative or indie rock. Interspersed are more experimental, mostly “one-take” instrumental tracks which range from “catchy” jingles to freeform soundscapes to noise.

Pearl drum kit (birch wood)
Fender jazz bass
Kala Ukelele bass
Fender stratocaster electric guitar
Fender telecaster electric guitar
Gibson SG electric guitar
Guild Ambassador electric guitar
Martin 000-18 acoustic guitar
Custom three-stringed cigar box guitar
Moroccan hand drums
Wooden flutes
Harmonica
Alto saxophone
Banjo
Wooden claves
Indonesian nut shaker
Rain stick

Sliced and diced samples: Flute, trombone, horns

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released March 5, 2024

Music and vocals by Bryan Pocius except

Alphabet Man: Words and music by Ed Hoffman
Pirate Song: Words and music by Ed Hoffman and Bryan Pocius
Maybe: Words by John Difference and Bryan Pocius
Suitcase Blues: Improvised music by Kyle Erickson and Bryan Pocius

Music recorded, mixed and mastered by Bryan Pocius except

Alphabet Man, Pirate Song, Reservations, and Elon Musk Sent My Girl to Outer Space mixed and mastered by Eric Ritter at Windmill Studios

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Blindhead New York, New York

Blindhead is a NYC outfit that has morphed from electronica and hip-hop production to live instrumental pieces. Styles run from modern alterna-folk guitar-based rock to stoner rock to cinematic instrumental pieces that could fit a film or television show to straight up noise.

There's also some funk and some stoner rock.
Blindhead is Bryan Pocius.
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