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Queen of the Carnival
Another Mardi Gras song from Sailor Martin, this one sounding a bit like the theme from a 1970s cop show.
Time to Get Loaded
A Mardi Gras song by Sailor Martin.
Big Bomb Punch
A drinking song, New Orleans-style. [more inside]
The Beast in Me
Every so often, everybody gets to be an animal. [more inside]
The Money Rolls In
A rewrite of a traditional bawdy song about an untoward way to make money. [more inside]
I Am a Poor Sailor
An a capella sea shanty for my pierced and tattooed puppet, Sailor Martin.
Jenny
Am Irish-styled song about a girl for a brass quartet, harmonica, and a big bass drum. [more inside]
Kill All the Witnesses
Four hours until dawn, and things are getting hairy. [more inside]
Orgy in the Wasp Woman Hive
Sometimes an invitation scrawled on a bathroom stall leads to unexpected horror. Actually, pretty much always. It always leads to horror. You should just ahead and expect horror. [more inside]
Ride the Wild Moleman
When there's no surf around, you ride what you can. [more inside]
From the Heart of the Moon
With a ukulele, some whistling, and several Garage Band 09 filters, you can make something that sounds like a transmission from Venus. [more inside]
Read from the Book of Sin
Sometimes a little dangerous knowledge can be a thing. [more inside]
Don't Go in the Garage
The first song from my new collection of supernaturally themed novelty garage rock by my multiply pierced and tattooed sailor puppet, Sailor Martin; the collection of songs will also, eventually, be called Don't Go in the Garage. [more inside]
Who's Got the Nerve
A St. Patrick's Day song from my pierced and tattooed puppet, Sailor Martin. [more inside]
The Power of Alcohol
Sailor Martin sings about what he knows. Ukulele, toy accordion, tambourine, wooden fish that makes "clopping" noises, and, at one point, a duet between a tin whistle and a plastic ocarina. The 15th and final entry in the RPM challenge. [more inside]
Cell Block Number 4
Sailor Martin find true romance. A song featuring ukulele, harmonica, wooden sand-filled egg, tambourine, and a duet between Sailor Martin and himself. Song 14 in the RPM challenge. [more inside]
Why Are Women So Afraid of Seamen?
A tropical shanty featuring ukulele, some horrible whistling, a cheese greater, and a glass struck by a spoon. Entry 13 in the RPM Challenge. [more inside]
The Twitch
A dance song from Sailor Martin, or, rather, a song about uncontrollable movement. Ukulele, harmonica, finger snaps, and a kazoo pushed through some sort of crazy filter. Song 12 for the RPM challenge. [more inside]
You're So Boring Here
A Sailor Martin song about discovering your lover is not who you expect her to be. Tambourine and ukulele. Entry 10 in the RPM challenge. [more inside]
I'm Hard On Her But She's Down On Me
A raucous garage-band blues number, featuring ukulele, tambourine, and harmonica. Entry number 9 into the RPM challenge is a song about a mean woman. [more inside]
I'm Not As Drunk As You Am I Think
A drinking song from the British Isles, written for an performed by Sailor Martin as song eight in the RPM challenge. Ukulele, egg, handclaps, and a tin whistle. [more inside]
Pour Me Another Box of Wine
An instrumental from Sailor Martin representing his state of mind most of the time: noisy, jug bandish, sloppy, yet unexpectedly chipper and mellow. Listen closely and you can hear Sailor Martin singing along in the background. Entry number 7 for the RPM challenge.
If This Bed Could Talk
The fifth song for the RPM challenge. Sailor Martin does a song in the style of Andrew Bird. [more inside]
One Million Frogtown Whores
The fourth Sailor Martin song for the RPM Challenge. An out-of-tune concertina, a ukulele, a tambourine, and a sailor's fantasy. [more inside]
Horrible Things What Live in the Sea
The first RPM challenge song written for my creepy puppet, Sailor Martin. The title is self-explanatory. The electric guitar he is singing along to is actually a ukulele. [more inside]
The Song of Sailor Martin
The theme song for Sailor Martin, my pierced and tattooed ventriloquist dummy, a melancholy Hawaiian number about a hut on the beach occupied by a certain drunken sailor with a large number of naughty tales to tell. [more inside]
Sailor Martin's Shipwrecked Song
Sailor Martin, a tattooed and pierced ventriloquist dummy, produces what sounds like his version of the scene in The Wizard of Oz when Dorothy meets the Munchkins, except, in this instance, he has been shipwrecked, eaten some potentially poisonous bark, and may be hallucinating. [more inside]
A St. Paul Christmas
Sailor Martin, a pierced and tattooed Sailor Puppet, finds himself in St. Paul, Minnesota, on Christmas eve, and heads out to the bars. [more inside]
Little Egypt
Once again, a song by my pierced and tattooed puppet Sailor Martin , detailing a burlesque dancer in Cairo. [more inside]
(A Glass of) Christmas Cheer
A Christmas drinking song by Sailor Martin, a pierced and tattooed sailor puppet, who apparently believes that Yule is a celebration of liquor and vice.
The original recording is Cecil Macklin "Too Much Mustard," recorded by Charles Prince's Band in February of 1913. Lyrics and Sailor Martin's singing voice by yours truly. The singing was recorded on a Kodak z730 digital camera set to record digital video. The soundtrack was then removed and converted to an AIFF using Quicktime Pro, and then added to the original instrumental tracks using Garage Band.
Aram's Concubines
Sailor Martin, a tattooed and pierced sailor puppet, sings a convoluted and inadvertently homoerotic parable about a scimitar battle in an Arabian harem. Original public domain instrumental recording by Kaplan's Harmonists, recorded in 1923. New lyrics and Sailor Martin's voice by yours truly. More about Sailor Martin here.
Jolie Marie's Stocking
Sailor Martin, a tattooed and pierced sailor puppet, sings a song about the joys of silk stockings at sea. Public domain music, "Second Hand Rose," by the Broadway Dance Orchestra. Lyrics and Sailor Martin's singing voice by yours truly.
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