Answering machine message of the Borg Collective
Does what it says on the box, with guitar. Solve the Limerick Challenge! [more inside]
My attempt at something related to this month's challenge - snotty rawk, well over the length anyone would want to have on their outgoing message. [more inside]
The answerphone message of Oghuxe and I.
With apologies to Yakko Warner.
A Post-Christmas song for you, featuring autoharp, marimba, and some other things. Thanks to orthogonality for helping with the name! [more inside]
A Christmas themed song I wrote, about pressuring Santa Claus to buy me a gun. [more inside]
Santa Clown is coming to town. [more inside]
Want To Embarrass That Irritating Twat Of A Relative/Colleague At This Year's Christmas Get-Together? - Dundee Tells You How - For FREE!
Instrumental version of an earlier upload - on reflection the singing sounded less like herald angels and more like cats fucking, except not quite feline enough. Dammit. Anyway - if your Crimbo party starts to sag invite that irritating relative or co-worker to sing along and make an utter twat of him/herself! Remember to point out they have to do it a la John Lydon....
In which "say your prayers" is somewhat threatening. [more inside]
A Christmas song written by me and sung by Tay Zonday. [more inside]
Just a little carol we recorded for our holiday card. roll truck roll on dulcimer, firemonkey on trumpet and horn. [more inside]
Short, with improvised and awkwards chunks, various mistakes, and a outro that flirts with crashlanding. Peace.
Picking up on media hype about a strange new star that's getting beardy-wierdies very excited, local New Wave outfit The HeBeGeeBees (Maurice, Barry and Ruben) decide the time is ripe to release their debut single. Recorded live at a packed-to-the-rafters Holiday Inn Bethlehem, the track is coupled with the riske “Herod Blew My Camel, No Really". [more inside]
From the "Island of Misfit Toys" scene in Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer. What was wrong with the doll? [more inside]
A mildly country version of silent night. Tune+Bucket=Success [more inside]
Cover of The Waitresses classic recorded for Christmas 2006 and featuring my daughters Jennifer and Stephanie on vocals. Their English accents make it sound like a Bananarama outtake. I will shortly be uploading something that will almost certainly qualify for the "Naughty" podcast even if it doesn't make the cut.....
(Quickly) recorded for the December MeFiMusic Challenge. [more inside]
dreaming of a, blah blah blah [more inside]
I like to do Christmas music every year to add to my Christmas cards. [more inside]
This is one of my favorite bits of not just holiday music but music in general, but it's not something I usually hear people rock out to. This is my attempt to help change that. [more inside]
Sleigh bells ring and et cetera [more inside]
Solo harmonica uptempo version of a classic Christmas tune. [more inside]
There is sacred holiday music and there is profane holiday music. This is profane holiday music. [more inside]
ok.. but what if I had played my guitar like I was closing my eyes imagining pretending to be metallica, (hey no lawsuits please some kind of monster, it truly doesn't sound like y'all at all, and only happened in pretend land. ("That's where I'm a pirate") playing silent night, while also playing a backing that sounds (a little tiny) "velouria" (ish) [more inside]
A rollicking hillbilly song about a couple of runaway brides.... [more inside]
This is my messy pop-rock interpretation of mikepop's excellent parodic adaptation of the old murder ballad "Darling Corey", which this sounds basically nothing like. [more inside]
Not as current as a balloon boy song, but hey...I wrote it after being at the gym and seeing Joe Wilson on every TV news channel. It's pretty 'topical', I think. Think of it as a love song between Joe Wilson and Obama. [more inside]
Background music for watching footage of the Balloon Boy balloon sailing along.
Culted was conceived after watching a special on Mass Murderers. An industrial sound with cinematic undertones and a touch of electronica. [more inside]
On this Day of the Dead, I bring you this festive reminder: no matter where you run, no matter where you hide, the Grim Reaper will catch you. He'll also catch your cat, he'll catch your dog, he'll catch your goldfish; he's gonna get us all. [more inside]
Recorded in response to the way we punish women who fight back against abusive partners. there are many examples of Women speaking up in opposition to violence by partners... but in My experience it seems men often try to argue (ignoring the facts and statistics) that "women are 'just as' abusive" [more inside]
Sometimes, even that which goes bump in the night has to get down with chance. [more inside]
Something horrible has happened in this place. It will never be the same. Be thankful you weren't present. [more inside]
Featuring, in thier MeFiMu debut, the three resident witches of the Dundee household - the High Teas (geddit?). We're anticipating a call from the Royal Shakespeare Compnay any time about now....... so - Mirren, Dench et al - feel the fear...
serendipitous collaboration on a (haunting) song. [more inside]
It's been way, way, way too long since I posted any music here, or in fact recorded anything. Anyway, it's always rough starting back up, but always a little interesting. Here's a song I was planning on submitting for the monthly challenge, but apparently I am unable to make scary music. [more inside]
I don't know what's scarier: re-imagining your favorite early-60s Halloween novelty record sounds as Garageband "dub," a full MIDI trumpet section, or the slug people who overtake the vampires late in the song. (You'll know it when you hear it.)
Quake with fear, for this is where the wild things are. Or at least emanate forth from. [more inside]
A scary song about my smelly apartment that will hopefully make you nauseous. [more inside]
Does covering the ending theme of a Japanese horror movie count as a scary song for this month's challenge? Well, I'm posting it anyway. The only thing scary is thinking I can singing like Van Tomiko.
Quite a few tomorrows later, my August challenge entry. [more inside]
This doesn't sound scary, but it's about something that is.... [more inside]
Oh god. Oh god, it's running. [more inside]
I am re-posting this at the suggestion of another user, this time with lyrics included. This and others are available here. Looking at Wiches Some say they're having a pretty good time And they're working on quitting this town. Everything's working out fine for me. You should see the way I get around. Like a dry drunk Down at the mall. Looking at watches, He feels something crawl Out of a memory He has of a girl. Looking at witches, Down at the mall. And ain't we got friends that are long ago gone and that's all that we want them to be? Nothing but nothing And nothing alone Could make them mean nothing to me. Sometimes in winter you get to go home. You get to dress darkly. You hang up the phone. You walk home from Pittsburgh With one thing in mind. Sometimes in winter, you leave things behind. And we miss when you sing Those old country songs. We get them for free around here, but we don't keep them long. Because we can't keep them long.
I'm actually not sure it's technically possible for a robot to also be a zombie.
Another one from the deep archives, and yet very much in tune with the monthly challenge. Originally credited to LSD49, it's an edit of an edit of a remix of an extended jam. [more inside]