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Wow, makes you wish Arjen Lucasssen would check this site...

Mine would be called "Trout Mask Replica is a cruel prank and so is this."

1. Captain Beefheart is Born (Beefheart and Zappa abort some movie probably because they couldn't stop laughing long enough to make it, the track would be various snippets of Beefheart and Zappa just laughing, 10 minutes long at least)

2. What's a Trout Mask Replica? (the track would be Beefheart and Zappa talking nonsense for 15 minutes and no mention of a Trout Mask Replica)

3. The World is a Friendly Place (various grunts made by people having sex, this goes on for about 5 minutes)

4. They're Just Laughing at You (another 10 minutes at least of Zappa and Beefheart laughing)

Frankly I think my concept album is brilliant.

^ pfff this is such pretensious nonsense

I love it

spring - trees-blossom, meadows, singing birds, living animals... (optimistic, melodic, a lot of flute, guitars etc.)

summer - rain, heat, swimming, clear sky, wild people (rhytmic, funny)

autumn - falling leafs, naked trees, hiding animals, hiding people at home (deeper, a lot of keyboards, guitars)

winter - snow (deep music - organs, hammond, keyboards, accoustic guitars etc.)


one season could have at least 12 minutes long track... (without singing)

anyway my weird ideas

Album Title: Rebirth

(disc 1)

1. Birth of the Honocrotalus (8:31)
2. Strike the Creator/Take the Child (9:11)
3. First Day of Grievance (15:00)
4. Second Day of Grievance (15:00)
5. Third Day of Grievance (15:01)

(disc 2)

1. Pierce the Breast/Shedding of Blood (33:54)
2. Bird of Egypt/Rebirth (34:26)

I don't know. Pretentious nonsense for sure.  I feel like making some music for this now. Maybe a Prog Folk/Metal mix?

Edited by Violenza

Mine would be called "Size 3 Chord Shoes" and it would be about a boy named Fred who is born with a guitar for a leg and his journey through life.

1. Rockin' the Womb (10:47)
2. The Gibson Grade School (3:12)
3. Lest There be Beans (1:26)
4. Out of Tune, Out of Time (5:51)
5. Fretting Away (8:24)
6. Scaling the Mountain (6:36)
7. Going it Solo (7:28)
8. Strung Out (4:56)

Ok how about this…

 

TO DREAM A LIFETIME – this is about (influenced by a book btw) a prison at a death camp in WWII in some frigid place like Poland, and he is struggling to survive. He is forced to march with a group of prisoners for miles and miles to await his final death. Throughout the story he watches bombs explode in the air and all around, he sees other prisoners get shot on sight for not keeping up or something small like that, he watches other prisoners get taken away in while they are sleeping to be executed, he awaits a demon/guard to kill him at any moment, and he suffers pain for the "never ending night". To Dream A Lifetime refers to his escape into dreams and dazes while he marches to rid himself of the horror and the pain - but these dreams feel like a lifetime, for the miles and miles of marching seems to never ending, it seems to be an eternity.  

 

The first track would open the album mysteriously but calm almost like “Pigs On The Wing”. It’d go something like:

 

Among the moonlit night

I stared into the darkness

An endless void

We were hypnotized and

under a moonlit trance

Awaiting our final demise

 

While the last track would close the album with something like:

 

Among the moonlit night

I stared into the darkness

An endless void

We were hypnotized but

overcame the moonlit trance

Escaping in night’s disguise

 

1. Moonlit Trance Pt. I (1.39)

2. Sparks of Twilight (8.28)

3. The Icy March (6.39)

4. Frost & Snow (instrumental) (4.48)

5. Silent Slumber (7.22)

6. The Invisible Assassin (11.46)

7. Dissolution (6.53)

8. Never Ending Night (9.12)

9. Moonlit Trance Pt. II (1.23)

 

                Running Time: 58.02

o.k.  This is from a science fiction novella that I wrote about 10 years ago and a few years ago decided I'd love to turn it into a concept album.  Still working on it.  The story is as follows:

A man sits all alone on the beach.  Tears are streaming down his cheeks from the guilt that he feels about what he has wrought on mankind.  Our "hero" is an old man, alone and dying, waiting until he takes his last breath, knowing that when he does, it will be the last breath any man (or woman if we're going to be pc about the whole thing) will ever take.  He thinks back on his life.

70 years ago, when he was still a young man, full of life and an underlying belief in the human spirit, it happened.  Aliens appeared from out of nowhere.  They offered us unlimited resources.  They offered us cures for cancer.  They offered us a way of life beyond war, beyond petty greed and beyond the cultural barriers that define human existence.  They asked only one thing in return.  That we accept their leadership and allow them to lead us into a new age.  Most were swayed by this and fell in line to not only follow our new friends, but to worship them as gods.  But a few were not swayed.  A few thought this would crush the human spirit and were paranoid that these aliens wanted to turn us into slaves.  They fought back.  Our "hero" was foremost among them.  He rallied those who believed as he did.  He even converted some of those who had been swayed by the alien presence, and turned them into humanists. 

And the ones who were turned back to the light, convinced their friends to turn back to the light, and the movement grew.  Once the movement grew big enough, the freedom fighters turned on their alien "masters" and began killing them in numbers.  The aliens had nothing to fight back with.  They had expected a peaceful surrender.  But that was not to be, so the alien presence called on the leaders of the resistance to discuss a truce.  The aliens agreed to leave the planet for good, but wanted one thing in return.  They wanted our "hero" to come with them.  They assured him and his followers that he would not be harmed.  He agreed and was taken aboard their ship, where they all left the planet earth and humanity returned to the existence it had previously known.  Meanwhile our "hero" was well-treated and for the next 10 years he was shown around the galaxy courtesy of his hosts.  Then he was returned to earth and dropped off rather unceremoniously.

The earth was a barren wasteland.  The aliens must have destroyed earth and abrogated their agreement.  But over the next 30 years that he was marooned on this dead planet, he discovered that it was not the aliens who destroyed the earth, but man himself.  A war had broken out a few years after the aliens left.  The war to end all wars.  Literally.  And when he found that out, it struck him that had he not fought back.  Had he not had such faith in the human spirit.  Had he allowed us to be led into a new golden age, man would still be alive.  He had destroyed humanity.  And he would die knowing it was all his fault.

The songs:

On the Beach (7:35) (yes this is named after the old sci-fi movie)

We Come in Peace (6:18)

All Our Sorrows (8:00)

Resistance (28:44): i. An Uneasy Feeling; ii. The Human Spirit; iii.  The Resistance Grows; iv. End of Your Reign; v. War; vi.  A Piano Interlude in the Midst of the Chaos; vii.  Strong Words for Such a Weak Being; viii.  Bye Bye Birdie

The Deal (3:19)

10 Years (9:47)

What the Hell Have I Done (10:04)

And for bonus tracks.  In case anyone was thinking I was being too serious here:

1.  The Doc Goes in Search of Some Tail (4 years, 9 months, 3 days, 13 hours and 4:14)

2.  The Doc Gets Some Tail (0:35) (Cause that's all it takes)

3.  The Doc Gets B-Slapped (2:38)

Wow.  Two concepts all in one.    I'm the bomb.

All  I need is a guitarist, bass player, vocalist (cause I can't sing worth ****) and a drummer, and I also wrote some flute parts to it, so a flautist would be cool too.

Oops.  Forgot to give the title for my concept album.  The title of my novella was "Humanity's Hero".  And I see no reason to change that now.

Edited by The Doctor

^ Well Glass Hammer sort of did a tongue in cheek take on that with Chronometree.  About a guy who thought that aliens were speaking to him through his copy of Close to the Edge.