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first steps

by bushytunes

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    The month of April was a good start - 30 days, 30 new tracks, and some fine musical adventures, all presented together here on 'first steps'.
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    Step along with me on this album, carefully, cautiously, completely.
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Plod, plod, plodding along Plod, plod, plodding along Plod, plod, plodding along Plod, plod, plodding along Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey... Keep your nose to the grindstone And keep your head in the clouds Reality can be a mother That’s why dreaming is allowed Living on the promises Of the liars and cheats Oh look. there’s a politician “Blah, blah, blah” and we go “Bleat, bleat, bleat” We’re just Plod, plod, plodding along Plod, plod, plodding along Plod, plod, plodding along Plod, plod, plodding along And when it’s tight and when it’s tough The people at the bottom They get it triple-rough ‘Cos they don’t have a voice So they don’t get no choice They just Plod, plod, plodding along Plod, plod, plodding along Plod, plod, plodding along Plod, plod, plodding along There’s enough to go around Enough for every man But those who’ve got the most want more So they can buy a ticket to The promised land Don’t you get mad, don’t you feel ill? When you think about how it goes? Oh, I remember now, yeah There is the grindstone Where’s your nose? Just Plod, plod, plodding along Plod, plod, plodding along Plod, plod, plodding along Plod, plod, plodding along We just Plod, plod, plodding along... .
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One day soon They will find the Moon’s Really made of cheese Then the mice Living here on Earth Will be mighty pleased They’ll all put spacesuits on And make a trip Off to the Moon Inside their rocket ship Well One day soon They will find the moon’s Really made of cheese Really made of cheese.... .
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What d’you think they think of me? Do they think I’m royalty? Do they think I’m looking good? Do they think I’m made of wood? Do they give me dirty looks? Do they want me signing books? Do they want to worship me? Do they want to sleep with me? I’m just a simple man A simple man with simple pleasures I’m just a simple man with Pleasures that I cannot tell you about I’m just a simple man A simple man with simple pleasures I’m just a simple man with Pleasures that I cannot tell you about What d’you think they want from me? Do they think I’ll heal them, free? Have they got the slightest clue What a human mind can do? I’m just a simple man A simple man with simple pleasures I’m just a simple man with Pleasures that I cannot tell you about I’m just a simple man A simple man with simple pleasures I’m just a simple man with Pleasures that I cannot tell you about Do they want me on my knees? Do they want my new disease? Do they want me on a horse? Do they want me on a cross? I’m just a simple man A simple man with simple pleasures I’m just a simple man with Pleasures that I cannot tell you about I’m just a simple man A simple man with simple pleasures I’m just a simple man with Pleasures that I cannot tell you about I’m just as simple man... .
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When the Tin Man calls He’s knocking on your door He’s going rat-tat-tat Beating down your door He only wants your rags He just wants your bones That’s all he wants He’s got cash When the Tin Man calls When the Tin Man calls Why are you afraid? There’s no need to be scared He only wants your rags He wants your bones He’s digging in your dirt When the Tin Man calls Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat Tat-tat-tat on your door Answer the door to the Tin Man He’s got money for your bones He’s got money for your bones He’s the Tin Man If you don’t have anything to give him Just say sorry The Tin Man understands the word ‘sorry’ He just wants your rags Your bones, your dirt He’ll take whatever you can give him He’s got cash for you I might get a new job I think I’d like to be the Tin Man Yeah, I’m the Tin Man I’m the Tin Man I’m knocking on your door Rat-tat-tatting on your door I’m digging in your dirt That’s where I find my gold I’m the Tin Man Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat Tat-tat-tat-tat-tat Tatting on your door I’m the King of the World Digging in your dirt I’m the Tin Man .
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When you’re looking down the road It looks so long and it looks so good When you’re looking down the road It looks so long and it looks so good Down the road there’s something better Down the road there’s something better Down the road there’s something better Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah When you’re looking down the road It looks so long and it looks so good When you’re looking down the road It looks so long and it looks so good Down the road there’s something better Down the road there’s something better Down the road there’s something better Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Down the road there’s something better... .
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Here I am It’s three o’clock in the morning And I’m in this tatty, tarnished, flea bitten night-club Slow dancing with myself I’m a little bit... er... tipsy? And I just think I need to make some changes I wish I wasn’t so shy I need something to help me overcome my shyness I know: Tomorrow I’ll go shopping in my funky pyjamas Funky pyjamas, too good to keep to myself Funky pyjamas, made to share with somebody else Funky pyjamas, the very best thing I own Funky pyjamas, I almost don’t mind being alone Well, in Tesco’s I was asked to leave very politely By a man with a moustache and a stern gaze In B&Q, some people sniggered One man said “Did you get up late?” And I tried to think of something witty to say But lost the moment I felt embarrassed at the checkout And I said to the girl “Oh, don’t worry - I’m going to a slumber party later. It’s a sort of adults’ fancy dress thing” I think she didn’t hear me She certainly ignored me Funky pyjamas... I mean, the whole point of owning pyjamas like these Is to share them with somebody That’s all I want Just somebody who could Maybe make a joke about my pyjamas And I could make a joke back And we could laugh Over a nice, gentle breakfast I used to be really good at Connecting with people There didn’t seem to be any effort involved But now, I just feel like… I just… I don’t know… I don’t know… Funky pyjamas... .
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doing ok 03:32
Heard you dropped a peeled banana And it fell to the floor But it wasn’t a disaster Because you had several more I got some down on the market They were all black and bent If you want some really good ones I know this chappie in Kent I hope you’re doing doing doing doing OK I hope you’re doing doing doing doing OK I hope you’re doing doing doing doing Doing doing doing OK I hope you’re doing doing doing doing Doing doing doing OK Did you hear ‘bout Cousin Norman? He found a head in the woods He took it to the police station Just like everyone should But the policemen got quite nasty They put Norman away So I’m writing in this letter, to say I hope he’s doing OK “Dear Norman I hope you’re doing doing doing doing OK...” Dear Norman I’ll end this letter now by saying I know you’re innocent And wouldn’t hurt a fly, so The head in the words belonged to your old boss? Big deal! The man who sacked you Ran off with your wife Beat you up in the pub And set fire to you last bonfire night? Big deal! It’s circumstantial coincidence I’ve got a great solicitor on the case, Norman He’s a chappie from Kent I hope you’re doing doing doing doing OK... .
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Since I started talking to the insects My life has been a better place to be They don’t talk back They can’t, they’re insects, but They put messages into my brain and I hear them thinking I hear them thinking I hear them thinking I hear them thinking Ants are far and away the Busiest insects out there They just talk nonsense all day But spiders are regal, majestic They know everything They know everything I hear them thinking… .
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Happy to see you Happy to see you Happy to see you Happy to see you You come round here And you drink my coffee And you eat my biscuits And you eat my cake Then you have more coffee You have more biscuits Then you sit there And polish off my grapes But I don’t mind because When you come round You tell me jokes and stories To make me smile You’re always silly and happy When you come round It helps me forget about Life for a while I’m happy to see you I’m happy to see you I’m happy to see you I’m happy to see you You sit there You’ve got your muddy boots on And it’s on my chair But what’s the point of telling you? Do you remember that time You stood on the cat? Never saw him again Do you remember that? It was terrible But it was funny I’m happy to see you... I don’t know how you do it I don’t know where it comes from But you’re always so happy So laid back I’d like to be like you But I’m afraid If I tried to do it I would fall through a crack I’m happy to see you... (fantastic whistle solo) I’ve got to get on I’ve got loads to do I don’t want you to go But you’ve got to, got to If you don’t go I won’t get any work done Won’t have any money To buy you biscuits I’m happy to see you... .
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Brooke cries at me I don’t know why though I try to be friendly She sees me and screams She tries to hide I try to be charming She finds this alarming But I’m on her side When she is older Perhaps she’ll smile at me Perhaps she’ll play a little game Brooke cries at me Could be my beard or My face or my hair or The way I smell Brooke cries at me As though I was a monster From the TV Oh, who can tell? One day she’ll grow up And then we can be friends And she won’t cry at me again One day she’ll grow up And then we can be friends And she won’t cry at me again And that’ll be good .
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I strut like a peacock through the oozing slime With my Blitzkrieg Boys We are the rulers of this town of dust I am the King of this fractured world They know we’re here And what they got And what they need And what they want Everybody is in love with me ’Cause I’m the King of this fractured world It’s the same cigarette In the same old ashtray And time can’t move It’s the same cigarette In the same old ashtray And time can’t move Tell ’em what they want and Give ‘em what they need Rooted in like trees that bleed And then the cyanide bride Is looking for a ride She won’t make it there She’s a suicide It’s the same cigarette… Winding down and we go to this place Where everybody leaves when we appear There’s a new girl Looking through the yellow glass She turns She’s forgotten who she is Looks at her hand It’s full of ice She’s hoping she can find her soul But it’s gone, a long time ago Where everything is possible And nothing is allowed And it’s the same cigarette How do I get out of here? It follows you around Like a dog you killed It’s the same cigarette Yeah it follows you around Like a rotting corpse Or the soul you lost In that game of cards with the Devil It’ll never be the same And it’s the same cigarette... It’s the fly on the paper It’s the beetle beneath your boot It’s the butterfly in your hand It’s the same cigarette I’m the King of this fractured world Everybody is in love with me Everybody .
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No.... Oh my love, I’m falling down Oh my love, I’m falling down See a penny, pick it up All that day you’ll have good luck All that day you’ll have good luck See a penny, pick it up Oh my love, I’m falling down… Black is white and white is black Did you pay the money back? Did you pay the money back? Black is white and white is black Oh my love, I’m falling down… Running through the streets at night Haven’t got the strength to fight Haven’t got the strength to fight Running through the streets at night Oh my love, I’m falling down… I will see you in my dreams I will hear you when you scream I will hear you when you scream I will see you in my dreams (guitar) See a penny... Running through the streets at night... I will see you in my dreams I will hear you when you scream Black is white and white is black... Running through the streets at night... See a penny, pick it up... Oh my love, I’m falling down... All that day you’ll have good luck... Running through the streets at night... Haven’t got the strength to fight... Oh my love, I’m falling down... I will see you in my dreams . .
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There are some things that everybody knows And this is some of them If you let your doner kebab get cold It turns into a lump of lard, not gold Everybody knows Chicken is much better Everybody knows It finger-licking is Everybody knows I read it in a letter Everybody knows The sands of time will sweep across this place And there’ll be no one here who knows my face Everybody knows Walking sticks are dangerous Everybody knows Cabbage can be fried Everybody knows I’m home on the ranges Everybody knows Everybody knows Here are all my main girls Everybody knows Dancing on the grass Everybody knows They are Dungeon Angels Everybody knows Everybody knows... .
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One day when I’m very old I’ll have a place of my own Somewhere in the country Somewhere I can call home I won’t have the email Telephone or TV If you want to visit Then write to me I will have a little dog I might get a couple of cats With no one there to tell me off To say I can’t do that It will be amazing At last I will be free Life can be the big dream That it used to be One day when I’m very old I’ll have a place of my own Somewhere in the countryside A quiet place to call home I will have a little dog I’ll have a couple of cats Might even get a budgie Well, how about that No one there to trouble me To make me take my pills I don’t need them, anyway ‘Cause I’m not ill .
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bendable boy 03:33
You know I’m crazy about you You always get the last say You bend me to your iron will I don’t know if I like it that way Then you bend me, bend me, bend me, bend me I’m your bendable boy Yes you bend me, bend me, bend me, bend me I’m your bendable toy You pick me up like a plaything Then you put me down just the same You twist me like a rubber dolly Like I’m just a part of your game And then you bend me, bend me, bend me, bend me I’m your bendable boy Yes you bend me, bend me, bend me, bend me I’m your bendable toy One day I’ll have had enough of you Just you wait and see I’ll find someone who is kind When they play with me Well in your land of milk and honey I’m just another thing you’ve got If it bends then it’s funny But if it breaks then it’s not And then you bend me, bend me, bend me, bend me I’m your bendable boy Yes you bend me, bend me, bend me, bend me I’m your bendable toy... Well in your land of milk and honey I’m just another thing you’ve got If it bends then it’s funny But if it breaks then it’s not And then you bend me, bend me, bend me, bend me I’m you bendable boy Yes you bend me, bend me, bend me, bend me I’m your bendable toy... (Solo) Sometimes I wish I’d never met you That you’d find someone else to annoy But until that day I’m going to stay Your bendable boy Your dependable befriendable boy Yes I’m your bendable boy .
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Work done, have fun Everyone’s here and we’re laughing and smiling We dance round the maypole again Yes, we dance round the maypole with friends We need good food Grown in our fields at the edge of the wood So we dance round the maypole again Yes, we dance round the maypole with friends The Christians come round They tell us we’re naughty Most of them look like they’d like to join in If only their god would give them a chance To dance round the maypole I’m sure they’d be smiling Much more than they do And surely that would be a good thing? Healthy babies That’s what we need to keep our tribe strong So we dance round the maypole again Yes, we dance round the maypole with friends The Christians come round... Yes, it’s time to make babies now It’s time to make babies now Now is the time to make babies The Christians come round... .
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When opportunities present themselves Never look at them in the gift horse mouth So here’s my opportunity To sing along with two ukuleles Phased and flanged as you can hear Get yourself a ukulele It’s the right time to smile And it’s the right time to smile And it’s the right time to smile And it’s the right time to smile Armed with only a ukulele You can hold back from communist hordes Just play your chords Just play your chords And it’s the right time to smile... I have waved my ukulele At a capitalist bigwig Bigwig said, “you are quite crazy” Then I said he was a fat pig Didn’t really mean to be So horrible to him Now I’m in this prison cell They said they’ll let me out tomorrow And it’s the right time to smile... .
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Where’s my normal doctor? You seem unfamiliar Where’s the one I usually See when I’m not happy? Don’t understand Don’t understand Don’t understand Don’t understand Don’t understand Don’t understand I want to see someone Who knows of my story You are unfamiliar I don’t understand you Don’t understand... .
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River winds, curves around Buzz of bees, gentle sound Damselfly, flash of blue Pair of swans, cygnets too This is my place My place This is my place Dappled sun, willow tree Shards of light fall on me This is my place... Fishermen, heart beats slow Casts a line, ripples grow This is my place... .
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I met the Dalai Lama In the head shop, near the stream He was blessing crystals Looking peaceful and serene I said, “Mr Lama Can you tell me please How you got to be you?” He said, “Yes I do what I do what I do I do what I do what I do” I thought: that’s deep I said, “Could you explain more?” He said, “Yes Two things I will share with you To help you on your way Don’t do bad things, just do good things Each and every day The more you practice these two things The more your heart will open and be true And I do what I do what I do Yes I do what I do what I do” And he gave me a smile And from the folds of his garment Produced a Strat And a battery-operated amp (Solo) “And I do what I do what I do Yes I do what I do what I do And I do what I do what I do what I do And I do what I do what I do Yes I do what I do what I do And I do what I do And I do what I do til I’m through” I said, ”Thank you very much” He said, “That’s ok” And then I noticed his shoes were odd And I said, “Are you really the Dalai Lama?” And he said, “Reality is illusion,” and left Oh well .
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about

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I am going to try to create, record and upload a new track every day for a year, starting April 2013.

My plan is to:
1) Produce a variety of material – alternative, ambient, pop, rock, reggae, acoustic, soundtrack, experimental;
2) Use a range of different creative techniques;
3) Be original;
4) Communicate ideas and feelings;
5) Surprise myself;
6) Have fun.

After the year has passed I will stop making music The music I have made will remain, but I will be elsewhere.

I hope you enjoy the sounds...
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released May 1, 2013

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And now, here is a list of things that I will do quite a lot in my bushytunes...

I intend to:
Work quickly;
Let chance and luck surprise and nourish me;
Forget the rules;
Obey the rules;
Take a first line/working title and using it as the starting point to create a story/situation;
Nick chord sequences or tunes and disguise them;
Select sounds randomly to see what happens;
Create semi-improvised flow-of-consciousness lyrics that appear once you start to think like the character in the song;
Embrace the absurd and the quirky;
Make lyrics that have no meaning other than to be sounds for the voice to make;
Use abstract non-musical sounds to create moods;
Use assorted sounds playing in unison to create new textures and moods;
Build up rhythm sounds by using multiple loops and sounds;
Play around with vocal sounds until they seem to be coming from somewhere else;
Savour occasional wrong notes and out of time playing;
Use instruments/sounds in unfamiliar genres;
Allow intros and outros to breathe;
Make things go backwards;
Make synth sounds move over time;
Move lumps of sound around in Cubase to see what happens;
Put sounds at the back of the mix so there are interesting little bits and bobs to listen to behind the main vocal/tune;
Think of the process as being like doing a jigsaw or making a patchwork quilt;
Use quantise to cheat and save myself having to learn to play the keyboard properly;
Have fun


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Once upon a time there was a crazy idea: to create, record and upload a musical track every day for a year. And the idea floated round and round the planet, looking for a place to call home. After a long time of searching and wishing and watching, the idea chose to make a nest in the brain of a bushy fellow, coming to his aid and guiding him out of the doldrums, back to a magical pathway... ... more

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