While most recording equipment is destroyed by the ambient cosmic horror rays that suffuse a typical blaseball game, we've unearthed a rare crowd sing-along performance captured on hand-carved vinyl by an especially stalwart Charleston Shoe Thieves fan. Here, then, is "Let Me Into The Blaseball", an absolutely legally non-infringing original song that blaseball fans have been known to sing in what short time the Blaseball Gods choose to grant them. [more inside]
When I heard the news of John Prine's hospitalization on March 30, I was, of course, saddened. His music has meant so much to me over the decades. On that day, I recorded this cover of one of my favorites from Prine's early output, a political song cleverly disguised as a broken-hearted love ballad. There's a video I posted to YouTube of this very same performance, which also includes some spoken introduction, about how I was feeling upon getting the news of John's contracting the coronavirus, and so forth. So, if you'd like to hear that, and see the song performed, it's here. I did a little bit of work on the audio for this MeFiMu upload, though, so I think it might sound a little better here than on the video. Anyway, rest in peace, John Prine, rest in peace.
So yesterday dmd mentioned in IRC that his wife miagaille was going to be stuck in a hospital room for a few days being very bored because of some neural testing stuff, and how she'd be amused if I wrote a song, and I was like "just a song about anything? Like, 'fish are awesome'?" and he was like, yeah. Yeah, that would work. [more inside]
This was my first home studio song [more inside]
The Great Big Mulp + snsranch + collaboration = Hell Yea!