Anyone feel like singing?

stegor wrote: A medium sized pedantic pig t*** being strangled in a a vat of sh*te Scottish Leonard Cohen treacle would be perfect!

That's me! Speak to my agent.

I'll just speak the lyrics like some sh*te Scottish Leonard Cohen.

p.s.  I'd love to help you with some vocals but I'm informed that when I try to sing it sounds like a medium-sized pig being strangulated in a vat of treacle.  In other words I'm waiting for an offer from an avant-prog / avant-metal band.

I really didn't expect much - but I was bored one night and wondered what would happen. Pretty sure our album is going to be instrumental.

Unless Richey... hey, I'll let you sing your own lyrics if you have your own microphone!

I was devoid of hope

I make no claims of chronological accuracy. The lyrics are strictly for entertainment purposes only!

https://soundcloud.com/limpid-green/01there-were-giants-in-those-days-temp-vox

This is an experiment. We are a duo of multi-instrumentalists, both completely lacking any vocal abilities. We have this album recorded, sans vocals. I started putting a computer voice on just to get the phrasing of the lyrics down and the arrangements laid out. This is one of the songs with temporary voice.

I was wondering what would happen if I threw this out there - and someone with a real interesting voice might stumble on it and be completely enthralled and say "Wow - I want to sing that!" and then contact me and I would send him or her a track and he or she would record his or her vocals and our album would sell millions of copies and we would become rich rock stars.

These are the lyrics:

1. There Were Giants in Those Days 8:51

a. The Nephilim Pt 1

Back in the days before Christ
Was a land of The Giants
Born of the Sons Of God
And the Daughters of Men

They were the heroes of old
Anaqim Og and Goliath
They lived in Ur of Chaldees
They were the Men of Renown

But they grew too large
And they got too strong
And they got too evil
And they lived too long

So God sent rain
and the skies grew dark
but they weren’t invited
on Noah’s Ark

In the days of the Giants
There were Giants in those days

b. Sometimes Clowns

Sometimes Clowns
disrupt your train of thought
Sometimes Clowns
Invade your story line
Sometimes Clowns
ruin a perfectly good tale

c. The Nephilim Pt 2

Og was the name of their king
He could step over mountains
With his feet on the ground
And his heads in the clouds

His bed was 9 cubits long
It was forged out of iron
Tall as the cedars
if it was stood up on end

But they grew too large
And they got too strong
And they got too evil
And they lived too long

So God sent rain
and the skies grew dark
but they weren’t invited
on Noah’s Ark

d. Weights and Measures

The hook on the wall keeps your spine inline
The roof up above deflects the dust
The rabbit and the bird hang at 3 and 9
The leaf and acorns - The antlers and the horn
The musket cross adorns - the peak above the door

A spring latch opens up the door
Releasing a parasitic bird
wooden men dance spinning circles on the floor
Weights pull the chains turning wheels in your brain
Bellows pump the air through passages up there

And you are out of time
You are out of time

©2017 Greg Mathieson