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So Begins Another Day

by Greg Gobel

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1.
Clusterhead 04:05
This desert will not get the best of me Godforsaken and drying my bones A vice on my head A zombie today Tonight returns the crushing assault I sit in the tub Shaking and shivering Pace the wooden floor Hooded demon me Die a nightly death Exaggerated sounds Scorpion stinging my brain Rattlesnake venom Gila monster bites The sun crushes breath Arid wasteland foe Doorstep to my grave And then it all just floods away Dreams wash down on me Then the sweat, it dries away Dreams wash down on me M’head escapes so comfortably Dreams wash down on me And so begins another day Dreams wash down on me
2.
Sitting on the dock over the bay, my friend I heard the bottle wash up on the waves, my friend Looked down at my feet and broke that glass, my friend And this is what it said, oh yeah, Well this is what it said: ‘No, I won’t be a fool no more, No, I won’t be a fool no more, No, I won’t be a fool again, No, I won’t be a fool no more.’ Making up for lost time in Baltimore Chesapeake Bay Bridge in 1984 Atlantic seaboard salt whispers in my face again And this is how the words, they went, oh yeah, And this is how the words, they went: ‘No, I won’t be…’ I could tell you ‘bout the way people are venomous and mean And I could tell you ‘bout the way they say things that just don’t mean a thing I could tell you a little more ‘bout that lost bottle at the beach And I could tell you a little more about the wisdom that it preached So, I looked under my bed And I looked into the dark And I looked through all the dark places all up inside my head And I looked into my soul And I looked into my heart And I looked in my eyes and I knew Shelling crabs and drinking beer in Baltimore Constellation sloops since 1854 Atlantic seaboard salt whispers in my face again, 'No, I won’t be a fool no more.'
3.
Watching your ponytail bounce all around And your calves pushing your feet off the ground And the little pink stripe on your shoe, just behind you And I’m running along just behind you Talking a bit but I run out of breath And after 3 kay ems faster you get And you smile cuz you know that you’ll win And I’m running along just behind you After the finish line go for a beer It’s 10:45 and the smoke has all cleared And my legs are wobbly, I can’t barely walk And I was running along far behind you And I was running along far behind you And I was running along far behind you But I was just behind you
4.
Tiger sleeps in her box today The world passes by Heads chopped off Temples destroyed Hell in a handbasket Stoke the fires and feed the flames People just want to hear The shit that makes their passions flare Hell in a handbasket Markets crash Planes shot from the sky 8645 Bodies lie flat Keep that gun in your hand Hell in a handbasket Muck is rising well past our knees Above our hips and up to our necks Covering our head, now buried deep Hell in a handbasket To hell in a handbasket, Lies! Or wherever the wheelbarrow guides us We will not prostrate and die, or cry Cuz it’s no worse than ever before It’s just in our face
5.
Everything’s online today! We are turning into pixels! 8-bit retro hipster shit! Vinyl snobs to contradict this! Same old pop songs = sleeping pills, skinny jeans with bells and whistles Make it stop! Make it stop! Make it stop! Make it stop! Spocking fives but you’re told not to, money’s sacred, don’t you mark it No respect for older folks, pensions siphoned through the markets Take 3 million misdemeanors, felonize them and then lock it Make it stop! Make it stop! Make it stop! Make it stop! Kepler 186F’s out there, does that mean we’re not alone? Coltan funds a jungle death rate, read it on your slick new smartphone Osman’s (Mehmed’s) ships roll up a mountain; modern days we use our drones Make it stop! Make it stop! Make it stop! Make it stop! Religion now is all or none, kill cartoonists poking fun So, put my head into the sand, I don’t want a chosen one! Blood for sale and vultures swoop, abattoir under the sun Make it stop! Make it stop! Make it stop! Make it stop!
6.
Snowplow 03:48
Lie awake and eyes don’t shut Shadows dance in my ears Legs are tangled in down embrace Months or how many years? Sun beats down, things left unsaid Beams brighten your trampled past Sun, it feels its way ahead Shatters your fragile glass Sun plows off that snowy love Sun salts down my mind Sun beats down their waves of hate Sun dries the bones of time Get set for your apocalypse Get set for mountain morning mist Get set for a death bed kiss We hold the line
7.
Slightly crooked and creaking them bones Wobbling down that road The sun set in your eyes today But you ain’t going down So they offer a tasty package Filled with sugar and sweets And a rusty lightning rod Inserted into your feet To keep the storm at bay Tempting odds to pay Hold on my darling Live to fight another day So back at home and stuck in your head Well, that’s no place to be - Snap out of it! As spaceships roll by and dogs break down and cry Well, you’ll land on your feet You’ll land on your feet (spaceships roll by) You’ll land on your feet (dogs break down crying) You’ll land on your feet (spaceships roll by) You’ll land on your feet
8.
Definition 03:58
instrumental
9.
Wormhole 02:01
To have us, to hurt us, to love us To feel the way that we do, well, They come from a distinctly different Point of view So bending and twisting and shaping Our back, our soul and our drive, well, Visions of black but no color at all But that’s just about what we knew We are what we are We are what we are We are what we are No, not nearly as far as That hole goes down That hole goes down

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So Begins Another Day has been created over seven years (2013-2019), the seeds coming out of the Impermanence sessions and then evolving from there. The oldest songs are Definition and Wormhole, and the newest one is Snowplow.

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released March 29, 2019

Written (music and words), produced, engineered, mixed and mastered by Greg Gobel.
Featuring Fabrice Gamon on snare drum.
Sonic Advisor: David Sergeant,
Sonic Reducers: Joe Wellwood, Nick Wellwood.
There are no keyboards on this album.
Created in Three Fish Studio, Madrid, Spain.
Three Fish Music.
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Contact: threefishmusic@gmail.com

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Greg Gobel Prague, Czechia

🎵 Reclusive, maverick musician.
📍 Prague via Ohio + Madrid
🏷️ Three Fish Music
🎸 Bands: Marcus Doo + the Secret Family; Tripulante y Crucero
🤝 Collaborations: Territoire; Nine Stories

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