Here I Dreamt I Was an Architect

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Summer 2010 Bonus Tracks

Apeman The Format (Kinks cover)
Automatic Weezer
Major Tom (Coming Home) Shiny Toy Guns
The Ghost Inside Broken Bells
Priority Mos Def
Don't Let Go Pacha Massive
I Need You Lynyrd Skynyrd
Across 110th Street Bobby Womack
Summertime Thing Chuck Prophet
July, July! The Decemberists
Right Moves Josh Ritter
Wondering Where the Lions Are Bruce Cockburn
East to the West Michael Franti & Spearhead
Beginnings Chicago
Things Are What You Make of Them Bishop Allen
Holdin' On Together Phoenix
Armistice (2nd Line Version, feat. Rebirth Brass Band) MuteMath
Moth's Wings Passion Pit
Nobody Lost, Nobody Found Cut Copy
Tumbling Dice The Rolling Stones
Life On Mars? David Bowie
100% Chromeo
The Bleeding Heart Show The New Pornographers
Camarillo Brillo Frank Zappa


Is that a real poncho - I mean,
Is that a Mexican poncho or is that a Sears poncho?
Hmmmmm, no foolin'.....

Deliver me
from reasons why
you'd rather cry

I'd rather fly.

Higher ground

So darn glad He let me try it again
Cause my last time on earth
I lived a whole world of sin
So glad I know more than I knew then
Gonna keep on trying
'Til I reach the highest ground

Teachers keep on teaching
Preachers keep on preaching
World keep on turning
'Cause it won't be too long

~ Stevie

The Fight (Live at Howlin' Wolf)

I just listened to an exclusive download of "The Fight" (new unreleased song) recorded live in MuteMath's native New Orleans. The mix was impressive, especially for live - nice. Sold out show in Philadelphia at the Electric Factory opening for Thirty Seconds to Mars: guest list? Very nice.

Paul Meany and Roy Mitchell Cardenas at the Howlin' Wolf. Photo: DVD

Bathtub blues

Billy got so sad, dejected
Put on his hat and started to run
Running down the streets
Yelling at the top of his lungs
All I want in this life of mine
Is some good clean fun
All I want in this life and time
Is some hit and run

Humans from Earth

We come from a blue planet light-years away
Where everything multiplies at an amazing rate
We're out here in the universe buying real estate
Hope we haven't gotten here too late

We're humans from Earth
You have nothing at all to fear
I think we're gonna like it here

We're looking for a planet with atmosphere
Where the air is fresh and the water clear
With lots of sun like you have here
Three or four hundred days a year

Bought Manhattan for a string of beads
Brought along some gadgets for you to see
Here's a crazy little thing we call TV
Do you have electricity?

I know we may seem pretty strange to you
But we got know-how and a golden rule
We're here to see manifest destiny through
Ain't nothing we can't get used to

We're humans from Earth

~ T-Bone Burnett

Balance restored

Beautiful rocks, beautiful grass
Beautiful soil where they both combine
Beautiful river, covered in sky
Never thought of possession
That all this was mine...

When you know, even for a moment
That it's your time —
Then you can walk with the power
of a thousand generations

~ Bruce Cockburn "Dream Like Mine"

Sometimes this song pops into my head when I'm looking out over a sun-streaked field. Screams, "It's ours! It's now! It's been here all along!"
The harvest is plenty, but the laborers are few.

Hoo-wop-sha-bop

Ahh, shuffle on the old iPod. Caught this one en route to work this morning. That mountain-grown aroma, always coming through.....

Feats don't fail me now

Don't the sunrise look so pretty?
Never such a sight,
Like rolling into New York City
with the skyline in the morning light.

Conceptual continuity

The following are lyrics from the conclusion of a Frank Zappa song about the medical condition bromidrosis (Stink-Foot) involving Fido the talking dog:

...And you know what he said?

"Once upon a time, somebody say to me..."
[This is the dog talkin' now]
"...'What is your conceptual continuity?'
Well I told 'em right then," Fido said,
"It should be easy to see,
The crux of the biscuit
is the apostrophe."

Well you know, the man that was talking to the dog
looked at the dog, and he said,
sort of staring in disbelief,

"You can't say that!"

First, the narratorial insertion reminding the listener who is speaking: hilarious. Second, the man's reaction seems to be more averse to what the dog says than to the fact it speaks at all. They proceed to argue; No-No-No, Yes-Yes-Yes. Ain't this boogie a mess?

Five hundred years

The title character in Paul's Case (Willa Cather, 1905) grew up sleeping in a bed adorned with portraits of George Washington and John Calvin - how sexy. I first read this short story in a literature class at Calvin College.

Today is the 500th anniversary of John Calvin's birth. Going to see Wilco tonight, I hope they commemorate by playing "Theologians".....they don't know nothing about my soul.

Our love is all of God's money, by fd

I often wonder what historical people whose names bear an ism would think if they could glimpse the world, say, five hundred years after their time (i.e. - John Calvin's take on contemporary Calvinism). I find it amusing, sometimes frightening, to consider the possible reactions.

"Wait, wait, wait. That's not at all what I was trying to say."

"Yeah, we used to think a lot of things back then."

"You didn't take all that seriously, did you?"

".....and you call it Christianity? Yikes."

Big time

.....And I will walk through the front door.


mycenae, by demost1967. anyone else catch this song in the spelling bee broadcast?