Sunday’s Sound of Coffee Grinding

One of the parodies I never published is called The Sound of Coffee Grinding based on The Sound of Silence by Simon & Garfunkle. I don’t remember what inspired the parody. I was obviously grinding coffee, which I do every day. Twisted minds never rest and the strangest ideas for parodies are always presenting themselves.

While writing the lyrics I imagined a hyper-version of the song like when you are wound up on coffee. The first recording I did was a hyper arrangement loosely based on the original music. Since the idea for the parody was a bit out there, to begin with, the hyper version ended up being a bit echoey.

I tried singing my parody lyrics to the traditional music for The Sound of Silence. It was really bloody awful. I asked Teagan at Teagan’s Books if she wanted to take a stab at singing The Sound of Coffee Grinding. I sent her the music and she did a wonderful take on the traditional version of the music. Teagan imaged that I make a back and forth duet out of it, but my vocals didn’t really work, and far as I am concerned my voice detracts from Teagan’s beautiful, sultry voice.

She didn’t want to attempt the hyper version. I can’t blame her. There is only so much of a twisted mind’s parody a sane person is willing to tackle.

I’ve included both versions below. The first is the traditional version with Teagan’s Vocals. The second is the hyper version with my vocals.

The Sound of Coffee Grinding (Traditional)

Parody Lyrics by Timothy Price. Vocals by Teagan Riordain Geneviene. Music by Simon & Garfunkle. 

The Sound of Coffee Grinding (Hyper)

Parody Lyrics by Timothy Price. Vocals by Timothy Price. Arrangement by Timothy Price. Guitars, Bass, Percussion by Timothy Price. Original music by Simon & Garfunkle. 
Music graphics in the photo from http://clipart-library.com/ & http://www.clipartpanda.com/

Zero to Spunk in 3D*

Silver admiring the Organic White Sweet Spunk.

It took Spunk only about *three days to return to his “catankerous” self and his normal routine of pacing around the house at all hours and killing his tails. Although, instead of placing his tails on the counter to protective all of us, he is taking them to the couch where he is sleeping to protect himself. After his three-week ordeal in a parallel cataverse, or kitty purgatory if you like, he feels like he needs to keep all the kitty tail protection for himself.

To celebrate Spunk’s Zero to Spunk in 3D*, I’m posting a parody of Candy by Iggy Pop with Kate Pierson called Kitty.

Kitty

by Teagan Riordain Geneviene and Timothy Price with Suzette Presti. Music by Iggy Pop.

 

Teagan Riordain Geneviene of Teagan’s Books came up with the idea of making the parody of Candy. She sent me the idea for the parody with the lyrics for Kitty’s part (Kate Pierson’s part) and the duet with Iggy and Kate at the end. Teagan asked me to write lyrics for Iggy’s part in the bigging of the song. I had not heard Candy before, so I looked it up, listened to it, and wrote the intro lyrics based on Teagan’s prompts. I processed the music and then learned Iggy’s parts the best I could. It turned out to be a difficult song, but I finally got it to work. I recorded my part of the parody and sent the music file to Teagan. Teagan has a beautiful voice, however, she discovered that Kate’s part was out of her range, and with all the other stuff she had on her plate, she could not work in the time to record Kitty’s part and get it to her liking.

I understood completely. However, Teagan’s idea for the parody was brilliant, our lyrics were excellent, and I didn’t want to let a really good parody go to waste. Suzette Presti, who is a professional singer, was gracious enough to take up the challenge of singing Kitty’s part. I sent her a recording with the music and my vocals, she recorded Kitty’s parts and sent me her recording. I mixed her vocals and my vocals with the music and whallah! Like a musical Frankenstein, Teagan’s wonderful idea for a parody came to life. Enjoy!

Kittens Super Chief PRS

You might recall the PRS (Paul Reed Smith) style guitar that I have been building for over a month? It was featured with Marble in Gata Y Blanca with a primer coat, and then again with Marble in She’s Blue with the first blue coat. Now you see the finished guitar is a Super Chief PRS. It was an experiment to see if I could get the skin of the Super Chief locomotive I used on my Train Teles, to fit on the arched and sculpted PRS style body. It worked out pretty well. The arched top really pops the Super Chief Locomotive. I used different style Zia symbols in the design and added a Zia on the headstock as well.

The music I played on it in the above video is a kind of wild but seemed fitting for as much work as the guitar was to build. It plays pretty well but is not nearly as nice as Resa’s One-Eye Guitars (The Kittens, Spunk & the Kittens Tail), Tiffany’s Tumultuous (Tumultuous Kittens), Marble’s Tele (Marble Guitar), or the Train Teles (Whats on the Tele? I have two Train Teles. One is like Marble’s Tele).

Marble Guitar

Finally. Here is the Marble guitar with a sketch of Marble by Laurie on the body. I used a semi-hollow Telecaster style body with two Humbucker pickups. I put a Telecaster neck with a fancy vine inlay. I was holding Marble when Laurie made the sketch. Multiple images of the sketch turned various ways worked well. The music in the video is me playing the rhythm and lead guitar parts on the Marble Guitar. There are no effects on the rhythm guitar and only echo on the lead guitar. I did not use a virtual amp for either the rhythm or lead guitars. I simply played straight into the computer while recording. Therefore, what you hear is what the guitar sounds like with no special processing other than the echo on the lead. The percussion and bass in the song are the same tracks I used for the RGX One-Eye, the Les Paul One-Eye, and the Tumultuous Strat.

 

Spunk and a Kitten’s Tail

Spunk was helping me update Acronymphomania for YouTube. The kittens were watching as old cranky Spunk walked through the bathroom into the bedroom. Gwendolyn is having a good time playing with her tail on the bed.

The music is played on the second guitar I made with a One-Eyed woman by Resa. I used a Les Paul style with two P90 pickups for this guitar. It looks great, sounds great, feels great, and plays really well.

Tumultuous Kittens

Glenda and Gwendolyn are 16 weeks old now. They had a ride to the vet this morning to get the booster shots. They are pretty good passengers knowing what cool cats they are riding in a Mazda MX-5.

The latest video of the kittens is accompanied by me playing the guitar I finally finished with a painting named Tumultuous by Tiffany Arp-Daleo on the body and headstock. I’ve been working on this guitar for about three months.

I used a Strat-style body with two colorful Humbucker pickups instead of the three single-coil pickups common to Strat-style guitars. I wired the pickups with a five-way switch. The top, first position on the switch in the neck pickup (both coils). The second position is a single-coil of the two coils in the neck pickup. The middle (third) position is both pickups together with all four coils. The fourth position is a single coil of the bridge pickup, and the bottom (fifth) position is both coils of the bridge pickup.

I got some nice, interesting sounds out of the guitar in the audio recording below. I used the same bass and drum tracks with different effects than I used for the recording in the video. The photos below show the guitar, the body, and a closeup of Tiffany’s signature.

The Kittens

The video starts out with Silver and Spunk. Silver expressed his opinion of the kittens. The guitar I played for the music is Resa’s One-Eye RGX style guitar I built using a beautiful one-eyed drawing by Resa.

We also decided Morgana, the name given by the kitten’s foster mom, really didn’t fit her, so we changed Morgana’s name to Gwendolyn. Now we have Glenda and Gwendolyn. Gwendolyn is still a good medieval name and seems to be a more fitting name.

Resa’s One-Eye Guitar

Oh My it’s Mothra

While I was standing on the sidewalk in front of the office talking to Jim, he noticed a moth on the front door. I picked it up and it sat on my arm fluttering its wings really fast. I did photos of the moth. In “Live View”, the wings fluttered in slow motion. I converted the “Live View” photos to gifs and then to video and put the above video together with guitar accompaniment. After the moth futtered on my arm for about a minute, it flew over to the wall by the door.

“Up against the wall you red neck…” Mothra†

 

†Mothra is a fictional monster that first appeared in the 1961 film Mothra, produced and distributed by Toho Studios. See https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mothra to learn more.

Day In The Life Of Inchcock

I made this parody back in 2017. Inchcock did a post recently on memories about when he was in the hospital after he had a stroke. The post made me think of all the getting out and walking about Nottingham Inchcock did before and after his stroke, up until he was put in home jail where he’s been locked up in solitary confinement for months due to the COVID cooties. Of course, being placed in solitary confinement with much less access to medical services increases his risk greatly, but good old Inchcock takes his pain in stride and presses on entertaining us with the daily details of his dealings with life in solitary confinement.

A Day in the Life of Inchcock
Music by the Beatles
Lyrics by Timothy Price

Great pain, high spirits today oh boy
A lucky man standing by the Methodist Church
I think I should be rather sad
But I just had to laugh

I took the photograph
Out the window, mind you houses and cars
Off to Sherringham for shots, so quick, times have changed
Nicole the nurse she just stood and stared
Trying to stop my blood
Was this really it
Was I off to see the Lord

A Whoopsiedangleplop today oh boy
The phone went off a dingling and a dangling
T’was the nurse bitching about my ambling
‘You’re not in your Flat?’
And you don’t have the book
I’d love to turn you Down

Got back, had a Weeee!
Refreshed, and accident-Free!
Got back out front and had a cup
Doorbell rang and I noticed it was late
It was the Nurse she had no hat
Up the lift in seconds flat
She had a firm, tight end that was smokin’ hot
She poked me in the tummy and I came out of my dream…

Great pain, high spirits today oh boy
Four thousand holes poked in me tummy there were
Although the holes where rather small
I couldn’t count the lot
We still don’t know how many holes it takes to fill old Inchcock

I’d love to turn you Down