Space Herpes

 

With all the attention on the Coronavirus, everyone seems to have forgotten about space herpes (https://news.sky.com/story/nasa-issues-space-herpes-warning-as-virus-reactivates-in-astronauts-11669335). I haven’t, and I’m using space herpes to fulfill a request from Lewis Winn, my trusty music guru and a phenomenal jazz guitarist (you can listen to Lewis and Milo Jaramillo on “All that Jazz” recorded live in 2017 at our local KUNM radio station: https://www.kunm.org/post/lewis-winn-milo-jaramillo-all-jazz).

Lewis is the one person, besides Laurie, who tells me exactly what he thinks about my parodies. Lewis found my early parodies to be “bloody awful”, but funny and entertaining. Lewis thought my last parody, La Llorona, was not up to par on the bloody awful scale and he emailed me a simple question: “But gee, can’t you just make America bloody awful again?”

I think I have done a pretty bloody good job making America bloody awful again with Space Herpes — strained vocals, rough guitars, sporadic bass, and a silly video with cheesy special effects. The Legos® characters where gracious enough to help with another video, and the one redeeming part of Space Herpes is the drum track is played by Ian Paice, drummer for Deep Purple. Space Herpes is a parody of Deep Purple’s Space Truckin’ off their Machine Head album released 48 years ago this month.

Space Herpes

Music: Deep Purple
Lyrics: Timothy Price
Guitars: Timothy Price
Bass: Timothy Price
Drums: Ian Paice

Well we lip locked with the Vals on Venus
We were making out a lot on Mars
We’re smooching with the groovy aliens
Kissed across the universe a far

We messed around with Borealis
We got space herpes from the stars

Oh no oh no oh no
we got space herpes
oh no oh no oh no
space herpes

Remember when we kissed the moon rocks
Swinging around the Milky Way
We found Uranus was a rude shock
Pluto doesn’t see the light of day

We’re messin’ round in the solar system
And got space herpes along the way

Oh no oh no oh no
we got space herpes
oh no oh no oh no
space herpes

The Fireball we drank was burning
And now we have a new routine
Yeah yeah yeah yeah Marline said
They can kiss, but they cannot sing

We’re messin’ round in the solar system
Swinging around the Milky Way
We messed around with Borealis
Got space herpes everyday

Oh no oh no oh no
we got space herpes
oh no oh no oh no
space herpes

Oh no oh no oh no
we got space herpes
oh no oh no oh no
space herpes

 

Silver and the Serengeti Strat

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Silver, Zebra, Bunny, Sheep, and the Serengeti Strat.

I assembled a new Serengeti Strat (Ron Blood named the guitar). You might notice that there are no frets on the neck of my new creation. It’s like a guitarist’s version of “free the frau, burn the bra!” by going fretless with “free the neck, burn the frets!”

Since I don’t have time to make a video with the Sereneti Strat, you can hear what it sounds like in the song below I’m calling Fretless Pow Wow. It’s noisy and dissonant, and gives you a really good idea of how the Serengeti Strat sounds.

 

Fretless Pow Wow

Music and Lyrics by Timothy Price
Guitar and Bass: Timothy Price
Drums assembled and arranged by Timothy Price

“How their corruption divides us
As they use their words to hurt us
While their narrow minds disturb us
Because their intolerance aggrieves us
They use their love and peace to kill us!”

Red Cape on the Edge of the Salton Sea

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 I 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

Acronymphomania

 


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

Chile Season & Chile Music

 

Chile season is upon us. We put up a sack a green chile from Wagner’s Farm here in Corrales this afternoon, and while we were waiting for the them to steam after bringing the freshly roasted sack of green chiles home, I got inspired to finish the music video for my Capsaicin Cub song. The video is meant to be funny, so some aspects are a little different.

Below is a photo of the chile guitar and chile bass I used in the video. They are built by Dean, but I had a photo of chiles printed on a skin by Curtis Osborne at The Village Printshop here in Corrales earlier in the year, and we stuck the chiles skins on the guitar and bass. I got the guitar and bass on eBay at very good prices; therefore, I was expecting to use them mainly as props. As it turned out, the guitar and bass are very good instruments. I played the chile guitar on the recording of Capsaicin Cub used in the video, but Ron Blood played the bass line using his own electric bass guitar. However, I have played the chile bass on many of the recordings I have posted this year.

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After pealing, cutting off the heads, and removing the seeds and veins from the green chiles, we normally put them in quart-size Ziploc bags, flatten the bags and freeze them. Since we have a lot of recipes that take three quart-size bags of green chiles, we decided to freeze some of the chiles in gallon Ziploc bags with the same amount of green chile as three quart-size bags in each gallon bag.

 

What’s on the Tele?

My friend Joel Lewis started building a custom Telecaster-style guitar, got it mostly built, and then gave it to me to finish. I put a Zebra-style Humbucker pickup at the neck instead of the standard single coil pickup normally installed at the neck of Telecaster guitars, so it has a different sound than a standard Telecaster.

Joel painted the guitar blue, but then we started discussing possibilities for the body. I sent him an image of a Telecaster guitar with the Sandias and a Sand Hill Crane on it that I had created as a mock-up. Then Joel suggested I do something with a Santa Fe Super Chief locomotive and a New Mexico Zia symbol. I found a nice stylized Zia symbol, a decent photo of a Super Chief locomotive, created the design, printed the images on vinyl skins and put the skins on the guitar.

The music video is a medley of three different songs with trains that cover different genres of music. I modified the lyrics a bit in each song to go with the Tele. You will probably recognize at least one, if not all three, of the songs.