We must, each of the three of us, accept full responsibility.
This began life as an inviting instrumental piece from Guiville called He’s Just Loaded Honey. You can find it on his page at soundcloud.com/guiville. Guiville later graciously asked me to add to it, which I did, and you can find that also on his page at a later date under the same name. Enter Wheelwright soundcloud.com/wheelwright, who came across what was an unfinished piece of instrumental eccentricity and boldly volunteered, turning it into a song and a short story.
Guiville: original instrumental sketch, acoustic guitar which holds the whole thing together, most wailing synth part at the end, and a fetching arpeggiated electric guitar part as well as the introduction of clips from Rebel Without a Cause.
Wheelwright: words, vocals, cellos, mandolin, sting section, choir, piano, really, what more can a man do?
imaginary friends: hand drum (tapped out like Chopstix on MIDI trigger), a bunch of electric guitars, bass, horns, the silver apple of the moon synth, and somehow, I also found myself in the role of editor, mixer (of which I know little), even producer. I can say, given all that each of us horned into this thing, there can be two or three alternate versions.
You must visit Guiville at soundcloud.com/guiville and Wheelwright at soundcloud.com/wheelwright where a variety of riches await you.
Following are Wheelwright’s lyrics:
I came here for redemption for all the trouble that I’ve made.
Across this land of barren sand like Lawrence of Arabia in a Transit Van.
And over the horizon I could see those pretty lights.
The topless bars and the burnt out cars on the cheap side of The Emerald City.
Keep it together, for just another few years.
Driving past the mausoleum I stopped the car – coz thought I heard voices but
I know they’re not real if I can’t see ‘em.
And as these pieces fly apart I’m quite surprised by how few of them I recognize - it’s all so different from the outside.
Keep it together - for just another few years – oh, keep it together.
But I’ve seen through you hallelujah all these angels just have clip on wings.
Why does it have to be so beautiful this Universe that chews us up and spits us out.