Members Delmont Posted May 28, 2015 Members Share Posted May 28, 2015 Crass and shameless, I know. Just an impulse. While web-studying Sennheiser e945 mics, I landed on a website I'd never heard of. They were running an anyone-can-enter songwriting contest. I ain't no Bobby Zimmerman (who the hell is?), but I figured it was too easy to resist. Sent 'em this: http://www.thefullertons.net/uploads/1/3/1/2/13125528/the_monkeys_business.mp3 The words: Hopped a freight train in Seattle, I was bound for Buffalo. Turned out the car was occupied: A bandy-legged ‘bo was deep in conversation with an itinerant chimpanzee. They were tending to a bottle. The hobo offered it to me. The chimp was saying, “Lookee here, one more thing you should know -- ancient wisdom late acquired while escaping Kokomo: Keep your eye upon the key ring, and not upon the lock, keep an ace beneath your fez and a razor in your sock. I passed the chimp the bottle. He said, “Here’s blood in your pie,” and took a mighty swallow. A flame lept to his eye. Dogs and cats were plummeting. He said, “Midnight is near. Who could calculate the odds against the fates that brought us here, the fates that brought us here, the fates that brought us here, the fates that brought us here, the fates that brought us here. He said, “I’ve rode the rods for many a night, but this might be my last. One day I knew a thing or two, but that day is long past. I’ve considered many questions, but cannot fathom why such misfortunes must befall us before monkeys learn to fly.” He passed the ‘bo the bottle, said, “Here’s to good times, Joe,” drew a gold watch from his waistcoat and tossed it to the ‘bo. “Thank you kindly,” said the hobo, “but you need this more than I.” The monkey grinned, rolled wide the door, and lept into the sky, and vanished in the darkness and the pounding of the rain, leaving us the bottle and a few things to explain: What was that monkey’s business? Was his sacrifice in vain? We pondered the imponderable ‘cross mountain, town and plain, mountain, town and plain, mountain, town and plain, mountain, town and plain, mountain, town and plain. Light a candle for me! (And excuse me while I go break a leg....) Del http://www.thefullertons.net Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members mbfrancis Posted May 31, 2015 Members Share Posted May 31, 2015 The lyric is extraordinary ("here's blood in your pie"...nice), I could never write something like that, but you *really* need a melody. This needs to be sung. Your spoken voice is OK but not that engaging over time, sorry...it would take a Leonard Cohen to pull something like this off spoken. Write a melody and sing it. Great work. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members Delmont Posted June 1, 2015 Author Members Share Posted June 1, 2015 I can't sing or write music, and my playing is mediocre at best. So I never became a musician. Glad you like the words, though. Thanks! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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