From LA to New York City Canada to the wall It’s like bad renditions Of movies like “The Fall”
So many lamentations News gives us all a fright Only sick and grave predictions We are in an awful plight
You can take your clothes off and stand naked in the rain But there’s no one to see you, now isn’t that a shame? Isn’t that a shame? Come on.
Inside can’t go out Livin’ la vida lockdown Makes us scream and shout Livin’ la vida lockdown We can’t earn our bread Enough to drive us loca Lockdowns wear us out Livin’ la vida lockdown (oh man!) Livin’ la vida lockdown (how sad!) Livin’ la vida lockdown
Woke up such a pity what a funky nasty spell We do your part to save some money But it’s like a living hell
Restless, climbing walls, all this waiting’s such a pain Now we’re all alone, and it’s driving us insane Yeah, we’ll never be the same
Inside can’t go out Livin’ la vida lockdown Makes us scream and shout Livin’ la vida lockdown We can’t earn our bread Enough to drive us loca Lockdowns wear us out Livin’ la vida lockdown (oh man!) Livin’ la vida lockdown (how sad!) Livin’ la vida lockdown
Ride a horse naked like Godiva in the rain But there’s no one to see you, isn’t that a shame? Isn’t that a shame? Come on.
Inside can’t go out Livin’ la vida lockdown Makes us scream and shout Livin’ la vida lockdown We can’t earn our bread Enough to drive us loca Lockdowns wear us out Livin’ la vida lockdown (Yeah!)
Livin’ la vida lockdown
Livin’ la vida lockdown Livin’ la vida lockdown Livin’ la vida lockdown
Lola has degenerative arthritis in her right paw. The bones got separated so the Vet splined Lola’s leg. We hope her bones will fuse back together with her paw stabilized by the splint. Lola feels so much better with the splint and she gets around really well it. I couldn’t resent writing a song for her.
Lola Limp
Music and Lyrics by Timothy Price Vocals: AWB Guitars: Timothy Price Bass: Timothy Price Percussion: Assembled by Timothy Price
Lola has a nasty limp The doctor put her in a splint It’s enough to make you shiver Now she looks like she’s Long John Silver
Come on Come on Do the Lola limp with me Stiffen up one leg Like a limb on a tree Limp once forward Un pasito adelante Limp side right Shake it make it kinda funky Limp once backward un pasito a la trás Limp side left Lola limp is like a box
While people are wringing their hands, gnashing their teeth, and hoarding toilet paper over all the happenings in the world right now, our kitties headed for the sky and did some feline flying to stay above it all. Kitties know how to have fun in times of trouble.
Flying Felines
Music and Lyrics by Timothy Price Guitars: Timothy Price Bass: Timothy Price Percussion arranged by Timothy Price
Felines flying one by one
Felines in the sky today
Here they come having fun
Felines flying
Felines walking on the air
Flying up, down and all around
They found a way to fly away
Felines flying in the air
Going high in the sky
Going nowhere
They’re going nowhere fast
Felines flying in the air
Through the sky they walk on air
Felines flying in the sky
Felines in the air so fine
They know where they are going
Up with the birds in the air
Felines flying in the sky walking on air
In the air they are so fine walking on the line
I haven’t posted a parody in quite a long time. I’m sure there are many people who think it would be just fine if I never posted another parody. But life presses on, and I love making parodies, so another one has come to fruition. Besides, I could not let this opportunity for a parody pass me by.
It all started on New Years Day when Wade came over for black-eyed peas. We prepare and eat black-eyed peas every New Years Day for good luck (Laurie does most of the cooking). Wade and I went for a walk to Beaver point. Wade had never been to the river in Corrales, and he noticed the jetties along the riverbank. He commented that the river bank looked like Normandy with the large, jacks-shaped iron jetties along the edge of the river.
While I was explaining how the jetties were installed by the Conservancy for flood control, I pointed out a knot in one of the large cables that used to run through a line of jetties. I explained that La Llorona was the only one around here who had enough strength to tie a knot in a 1 1/4 steel cable. Wade asked “Who? I’ve never heard of La Llorona. Is she like ‘My Sharona?'” I said no, but realized at that moment that La Llorona was a perfect parody for “My Sharona”. You may know the song by The Knack? I was surprised I hadn’t put La Llorona and “My Sharona” together before now. It’s such an obvious fit. I wrote the lyrics and recorded the parody of The Knack’s music the next day. But it took a lot of thinking before I came up with an idea for a video.
It might have been right around Epiphany that I had an epiphany to employ Lego® figurines for La Llorona and her children. I knew we still had a lot of Legos out in the infinite shed of doom, so I plunged in and found some Lego figurines that were more than happy to play the parts. I also used photos of Muertas from Albuquerque’s annual Dia de los Muertos Marigold Parade in the video.
La Llorona
Lyrics: Timothy Price Music: The Knack Vocals AWB
Ooo, she lost her little ones, her little ones When she drowned them in the ditch, la Llorona! Ooo, then she tried to run, tried to run Turned around and killed herself, la Llorona.
Never stops looking, gave them up, crying all the time She can’t give them up, her wet embrace will break your spine Cry, cry, cry, cry-cry, woo!
L-l-l-la Llorona
Come a little closer, she drown you in the ditch Close enough to scratch your eyes, la Llorona She is a mystery, always crying, look and see Running down the ditch she shrieks on high, Llorona
Never stops looking, gave them up, crying all the time She can’t give them up, her wet embrace will break your spine Cry, cry, cry, cry-cry, woo!
L-l-l-la Llorona L-l-l-la Llorona (Yeah!)
When’s she going to give it up, give it up She’s just crying all the time, la Llorona Is it just infanticide, infanticide Or is it murder in your mind, Llorona?
Never stops looking, gave them up, crying all the time She can’t give them up, her wet embrace will break your spine Cry, cry, cry, cry-cry, woo! C-c-c-c-c-c-c-cry, cry, cry, cry-cry, woo!
Aaaaah-oooh, la Llorona Aaaaah-oooh, la Llorona Aaaaah-oooh, la Llorona
Here’s some “My Sharona” trivia: “My Sharona” was recorded in a single take in the studio and released on the album “Get The Knack” in June 1979. It sold over a half a million copies in record time for the 70s, and became the fastest Capital Record debut to reach gold since the Beatles’ “I Want to Hold Your Hand” in 1964.
Tomorrow is Epiphany, the 12th day of Christmas. I wrote a version of the Twelve Days of Christmas using the bosque animals that starts with the 12th day of bosque Christmas. Special guest Suzette Presti was gracious enough to do the vocals. Enjoy.
The Twelfth Day of Bosque Christmas Lyrics by Timothy Price Vocals: Suzette Presti Arrangement: Timothy Price Guitar, bass, percussion: Timothy Price
On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Twelve coyotes crooning
Eleven flickers flitting
Ten finches feeding
Nine seagulls sailing
Eight badgers burrowing
Seven cats a purring
Six crows a cawing
Five beaver slaps
Four geese honking
Three cranes in flight
Two owls to hoot and
A pterodactyl in the Tangle-Heart Tree.
I have a series of photos taken in twilight at the Salton Sea that I was trying to decide how I wanted to present them. I finally decided to write a song and create a music video with the images. I took advantage of this wet, rainy, muddy Black Friday to record the song and put the video together.
Red Cape on the Edge of the Salton Sea Lyrics and Music by Timothy Price
Standing on the edge Of the Salton Sea Dancing in the darkness Destiny
Wrapped in a cloak Releasing red Wakening spirits From the salty beds
Twilight glows Off the shore Cape swirls Disturbed forlorn
Ceremony’s twilight Apparitions conjured Silhouettes dancing in the night Dusk turns on A golden somber Silence calls Ghosts asunder
My latest song is about the ever present use of acronyms in our never ending search of ways to communicate with as little speaking, typing, mousing, tapping, clicking and swiping as possible. The meanings of the acronyms are in the video and at the bottom of the post.
Acronymphomania Lyrics and Music by Timothy Price
I’m without the gift of tongues Speak in letters One by one
Nouns and verbs Cloistered like nuns Instead of words Acronymphomania
AAMOF WYSIWYG TOPCA in TAR JBOD ISAR Communication’s FUBAR
Archnymphomaniacs HAVE NO VERBS USE NO phrases
Archnymphomaniacs Puzzled looks Empty gazes
Monosyllabic KISS KWIM BLOB IOW Like a SLOB
AYSOS MIA? OMI BAD BUN SOTD BIA ISO TIA Achronymphomania
FWIW IMHO LOOK OUT FOR THE WORS Communication’s Syllabic VERSE
Archnymphomaniacs HAVE NO VERBS USE NO phrases
Archnymphomaniacs Puzzled looks Empty gazes
AAMOF WYSIWYG TOPCA in TAR JBOD ISAR Communication’s FUBAR
Since many of the meanings of the acronyms go by very quickly in the video, below are the lyrics with the meanings of each acronym:
Acronymphomania Lyrics and Music by Timothy Price
I’m without the gift of tongues Speak in letters One by one
Nouns and verbs Cloistered like nuns Instead of words Acronymphomania
AAMOF WYSIWYG (As A Matter Of Fact What You See Is What You Get) TOPCA (Till Our Paths Cross Again) in TAR (The Amazing Race) JBOD ISAR (Just a bunch of disks Information Storage And Retrieval) Communication’s FUBAR
Archnymphomaniacs HAVE NO VERBS (Haptic Audio Visual Environments Natural Orbital Ventricular Endocardial Right Bifocal Stimulation) USE NO (User Support Environment Neurotic Obsession) phrases
Archnymphomaniacs Puzzled looks Empty gazes
Monosyllabic KISS KWIM BLOB (Keep It Simple Stupid. Know What I Mean? Binary Large Object!) IOW (in other words) Like a SLOB (Super Lazy Organic Blogger)
AYSOS MIA? (Are You Stupid Or Something? Missing In Action!) OMI BAD BUN (Oocyte Maturation Inhibitor Bipolar Affective Disorder Bike User Network) SOTD BIA ISO TIA (Speak Of The Devil Ball Image Analyzer In Support Of That Is All) Achronymphomania
FWIW IMHO (For What It’s Worth In My Humble Opinion) LOOK OUT FOR THE WORS (Lazy Object-Oriented Kernel Outline Flippin’ Over Rated Technology and Home Economics Weighted Operative Risk Scale) Communication’s Syllabic VERSE (Verbal Expressions Rejecting Society’s Expectations)
Archnymphomaniacs HAVE NO VERBS (Haptic Audio Visual Environments Natural Orbital Ventricular Endocardial Right Bifocal Stimulation) USE NO (User Support Environment Neurotic Obsession) phrases
Archnymphomaniacs Puzzled looks Empty gazes
AAMOF WYSIWYG (As A Matter Of Fact What You See Is What You Get) TOPCA (Till Our Paths Cross Again) in TAR (The Amazing Race) JBOD ISAR (Just a bunch of disks Information Storage And Retrieval) Communication’s FUBAR
As a special treat for Halloween, Lane and Tristan perform “Classical Gas For Two Chairs” which involved exorcising the spirits that possess our counter stools. Lane is First Chair and Tristan is second chair. I added a percussion track and an “on-hold”, “elevator”, Muzak-like track for counterpoint. Happy Halloween!
I recorded coyotes yipping and howling in the bosque and wrote a song to go with the canine chorale. It was dark when they went off on their bosque flashmob; however, whenever the coyotes start yipping and howling right at sundown we never see them as they are hidden in the brush and undergrowth in the bosque. The coyotes do flashmob howling quite often, and they sound close and often howl from all sides. I don’t have videos of coyotes; therefore, I used photos I’ve done of coyotes, plus videos of me and the guitars I played on the song.
About the guitars. I finished building the Black Tele last week. I built it with standard Tele pickups, so it has a nice twangy sound to it. The blonde jazz guitar is a Guild A-150B with a DeArmond Rhythm Chief 1000 floating pickup.
COYOTES Lyrics and Music by Timothy Price
Coyotes howling in the night Canine chorus Offers up a fright
Binomial chorale Reverbs through the trees Like a bosque flashmob Surround sound and for free
Dusk falls Latrans he rejoices Yipping, screeching, howls A cacophony of voices
Off Center & Not Even 