tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33927110930627365682024-03-18T19:59:15.370-07:00RumtoadRumtoadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14552604288292052253noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392711093062736568.post-4128276524895481142017-02-21T20:18:00.000-08:002017-02-21T20:18:25.447-08:00More BarnAn unfinished piece I am using to test a new embedded player
Rumtoad- Guitar, Bass, Keyboards, Drum pattern
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Rumtoadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14552604288292052253noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392711093062736568.post-56155792273780650212016-12-21T19:30:00.003-08:002016-12-21T19:30:36.031-08:00El Faro<iframe width="100%" height="120" src="https://www.mixcloud.com/widget/iframe/?feed=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.mixcloud.com%2FRumtoad%2Fel-faro%2F&hide_cover=1&light=1" frameborder="0"></iframe>Rumtoadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14552604288292052253noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392711093062736568.post-83486891514275642842016-07-21T11:35:00.001-07:002017-05-16T22:16:20.810-07:00Dallas
Rumtoad- Everything
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1. Anything You Want (4:58)</br>
2. Drifting Away (3:53)</br>
3. The Laughing Man (3:33)</br>
4. Molecular (3:45)</br>
5. Abbrev. (2:58)</br>
6. Ferguson (4:12)</br>
7. In Lucid Moments (3:30)</br>
8. Little Gods (4:10)</br>
9. Paper Trail (5:52)</br>
10. A Memory Suite (22:34)</br>
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Daniel Crommie: vocals, flutes, keyboards, electric dulcimer, drums</br>
Eldon Hardenbrook: bass, keyboards, drums, vocal</br>
Bruce Hazen: electric guitar</br>
David Duhig: electric guitar</br>
Colin Henson: electric guitar</br>
James Havard: electric guitar</br></br></br>
Media/Samples</br>
<b><a href="https://danielcrommie.bandcamp.com/album/a-memory-of-errors">Bandcamp</a></b></br>
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Links:</br>
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Bill is in repose, and has been for so long now.</br>
No one knows where he goes, when Bill is in repose</br>
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but it's been at least 5 years now. He hasn't moved, or said a word.</br>
we begin to worry about Bill. When we worry about him at all.</br>
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We can hear no sign of breathing but Bill is deep that way</br>
We're sure he must be dreaming, but he will never say</br>
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but it's been at least 5 years now. He hasn't moved, or said a word.</br>
we begin to worry about Bill. When we worry about anything at all...</br>
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Solo</br>
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He never moves a muscle. He never blinks an eye.</br>
Sometimes we worry about Bill. When we worry about anyone but ourselves</br>
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Bill is in repose...
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Bill is in repose...
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What part of me belongs to you?</br>
The answer would be; none.</br>
And no matter what you say to me</br>
I will never be more than one.</br>
To you, or anyone else.</br>
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CHORUS </br>
Drape the night in Shadow</br>
And hide the rest in lies</br>
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What do I care, what you have done?</br>
I couldn’t care less If I tried</br>
And though treat me like a hired hand</br>
I will never be your guide</br>
find the way yourself</br>
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chorus</br>
SOLO</br>
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Bathe the night in Monet light</br>
And shroud the stars in dreams</br>
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There are two worlds, where I belong</br>
but only one of them is mine.
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What a great GREAT theme for one of the best Humans who has ever lived!</br>
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Dark was the night.</br>
And as the pale reeds bent into the wind</br>
They made a sound</br>
They made a sound</br>
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Dark was the night.</br>
The night can be anything that you want it to be</br>
That you want it to be…</br>
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Dark was the night.</br>
In truth there was no two of us.</br>
At all.</br>
No frame, no door.</br>
No wall. No floor</br>
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Dark was this life.</br>
And life can be anything that you want it to be</br>
That you want it to be…</br>
That you want it to be…</br>
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Dark was the night.</br>
And something moving in the trees</br>
Something wrong….</br>
It made a sound</br>
It made a sound</br>Rumtoadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14552604288292052253noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392711093062736568.post-7307671244030143412014-12-10T07:12:00.000-08:002016-09-23T23:44:11.776-07:00FergusonI don't need to explain this one. If you are looking for a soundtrack to the revolution , this isn't it. It is meant to convey my sadness at the way the world is, or at least, as it seems to me. One of my friends said that he heard hope in it. Maybe....<br>
Rumtoad- Guitar, Bass, Keyboards. <br>
Daniel Crommie- Flutes <br>
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Rumtoad- Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Piano, Synthesizer, Drum Pattern<br />
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Rumtoad- All instruments, patterns<br />
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the King is dead, as is if he had never been<br>
the King is dead, and his dreams die with him<br>
and my head is full of clouds<br>
and time has lost all meaning<br>
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But the world didn't end, at least for the moment<br>
and help wasn't needed...the death toll was minimal<br>
and my heart is filled with fear<br>
there is nothing here worth saving.<br>
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The King is dead, long live the King<br>
from deepest Fall into the wall<br>
and in the end he didn't mean a thing<br>
the king is dead long live the King<br>
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But the world didn't end, at least for the moment<br>
and help wasn't needed...the death toll was minimal<br>
and my heart is filled with fear<br>
there is nothing here worth saving.<br>
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The King is dead, long live the King<br>
from deepest Fall into the wall<br>
and in the end he didn't mean a thing<br>
the king is dead long live the King<br>
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The King is dead, Long live the King<br>
The King is dead, Long live the King<br>
The King is dead, Long live the King<br>Rumtoadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14552604288292052253noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392711093062736568.post-28284134316830343822014-02-15T14:02:00.002-08:002014-07-09T11:59:57.324-07:00Klickitatthis is another piece I have been tinkering with. It is an unfinished demo, but like "In Lucid Moments", I really like the feel of the basic demo.<br>
Rumtoad- Everything<br>
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Rumtoad- Everything<br>
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Rumtoad- Guitars, Vocal, Bass, Mellotron, Synth, Percussion<br />
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What did the old man say? Are you free to leave? Can we go today?</br>
will he try to block your way, burning the bridges to home</br>
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Walking down a country road. A little tired, a little old</br>
never doing what were told - the fading fire, the growing cold</br>
feel the match burning down...down to the skin</br>
where I begin and you cast a long shadow...</br>
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When did I lose the plot? the missing script? The random thought?</br>
Were you sold or was I bought, nothing is quite what it seems</br>
all the tiny, random things. the little joys, and silent springs?</br>
attached to each and every string, the further distance from home</br>
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Walking down a country road. A little tired, a little old</br>
never doing what were told - the fading fire, the growing cold</br>
feel the match burning down...down to the skin</br>
where I begin and you cast a long shadow...</br>
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What did the old man say? Are you free to leave? Can we go today?</br>
do we need to run away, burning the bridges to home</br>
do we need to run away, burning the bridges to home</br>
do we need to run away, burning the bridges to home</br>
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What did the old man say? Are you free to leave? Can we go today?</br>
do we need to run away, burning the bridges to home</br>
do we need to run away, burning the bridges to home</br>
do we need to run away, burning the bridges to home....</br>Rumtoadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14552604288292052253noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392711093062736568.post-73508969477345306722013-09-07T20:42:00.000-07:002017-02-21T21:09:41.619-08:00Crushed Velvet HeartI wrote this on a Thursday, demo'd on a Friday, and finished and posted on the next day (Saturday, obviously). I am not a great guitar soloist by any stretch of the imagination (I prefer to write specific solos and stick to them, or at least use them as guides when improvising) but I liked the feel because it was as sloppy and unhinged as the song itself, which is about the fear of constantly feeling unprepared for whatever comes next.<br />
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Rumtoad- Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Vocals, Percussion.<br />
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Rumtoad - Mellotron, Roland Guitar Synth, Bass, Vocals, Yamaha Nylon String guitar, effects, and drum patterns.<br />
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Rumtoad- Everything
<object height="81" width="100%"><param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F90250542&color=ff6600&auto_play=false&show_artwork=true&show_playcount=false&show_comments=false"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed allowscriptaccess="always" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F90250542&color=ff6600&auto_play=false&show_artwork=true&show_playcount=false&show_comments=false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%" height="81"></embed></object><span><a href="http://soundcloud.com/rumtoad-as-well/how-many-moments-must">How Many Moments Must</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/rumtoad-as-well">Rumtoad as Well</a></span>
Rumtoadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14552604288292052253noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392711093062736568.post-38265957427136519082013-03-28T13:58:00.000-07:002014-02-15T14:23:10.937-08:00A Lapse of Judgment at the Brandenburg Gate<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6R0yaR5Pxvqyto3gbIxoYDxaaGfy3yD0_aorQjfk2JEGCfz-EiQWARoPMhyphenhyphengzKI9B9erQ5Y0JWm_omfj86WyLbOGyzaoctDPsAceytt5DVDEvsN-kRkzyEoeTGhs3Qc-IpMknYWToT7bm/s1600/brandenburg+Gate.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6R0yaR5Pxvqyto3gbIxoYDxaaGfy3yD0_aorQjfk2JEGCfz-EiQWARoPMhyphenhyphengzKI9B9erQ5Y0JWm_omfj86WyLbOGyzaoctDPsAceytt5DVDEvsN-kRkzyEoeTGhs3Qc-IpMknYWToT7bm/s320/brandenburg+Gate.jpg" /></a><br>A classically inspired piece I wrote for a Daniel Crommie project. This is the basic version which kind of plays nicely on it's own.<br>
Rumtoad- Everything
<object height="81" width="100%"><param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F85373416&color=ff6600&auto_play=false&show_artwork=false&show_playcount=true&show_comments=false"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed allowscriptaccess="always" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F85373416&color=ff6600&auto_play=false&show_artwork=false&show_playcount=true&show_comments=false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%" height="81"></embed></object><span><a href="http://soundcloud.com/rumtoad-as-well/a-lapse-of-judgment-at-the">A Lapse of Judgment at the Brandenbug Gate</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/rumtoad-as-well">Rumtoad as Well</a></span><a href="http://snd.sc/10hGLio"></a>Rumtoadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14552604288292052253noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392711093062736568.post-32911375842389289312013-03-28T12:26:00.000-07:002014-02-15T14:23:26.279-08:00A Dream Goes On ForeverNot to be confused with the Todd Rundgren Tune, here is my version of the Todd Rundgren Tune!
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Rumtoad- Piano, Bass,Guitar, Mellotron, Percussion, Vocals
<object height="81" width="100%"><param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F85367492&color=ff6600&auto_play=false&show_artwork=false&show_playcount=true&show_comments=false"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed allowscriptaccess="always" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F85367492&color=ff6600&auto_play=false&show_artwork=false&show_playcount=true&show_comments=false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%" height="81"></embed></object><span><a href="http://soundcloud.com/rumtoad/a-dream-goes-on-forever">A Dream Goes On Forever</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/rumtoad">Rumtoad</a></span><a href="http://snd.sc/YGR5TY"></a>Rumtoadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14552604288292052253noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392711093062736568.post-72663338404249511082013-01-21T10:16:00.000-08:002015-08-19T12:28:57.651-07:00Options<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i.imgur.com/lrl9UVk.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://i.imgur.com/lrl9UVk.png" /></a></div>
This is a song about despair, that utilizes some of the historical aspects of Chief Joseph and the Trail of Tears to make it's point. The end vocals refer to a natural monument in Utah. "The Trail to the Rock that leads over"
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Rumtoad- Everything
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<object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F75858047&show_comments=false&auto_play=false&color=ff7700"></param> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F75858047&show_comments=false&auto_play=false&color=ff7700" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object> <span><a href="http://soundcloud.com/rumtoad/options">Options</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/rumtoad">Rumtoad</a></span>Rumtoadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14552604288292052253noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392711093062736568.post-54220487379209149072013-01-21T10:09:00.001-08:002014-02-17T08:30:53.178-08:00TurnerThis is a song I wrote about Frederick Jackson Turner, who gave a very famous speech in 1893 that sort of changed how America interacted with the rest of the World for all time. If you are curious about Mr Turner, there are several online sources that explain his influence on Policy and the notion of American Exceptionalism.
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Rumtoad- Everything
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<object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F75856987&show_comments=false&auto_play=false&color=ff7700"></param> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="https://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F75856987&show_comments=false&auto_play=false&color=ff7700" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object> <span><a href="http://soundcloud.com/rumtoad/turner">Turner</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/rumtoad">Rumtoad</a></span>Rumtoadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14552604288292052253noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3392711093062736568.post-79855705868964142342013-01-21T10:01:00.003-08:002014-03-07T22:52:29.726-08:00(Some of) Jack's BluesJust a semi- blues with a twist. It was fun to record. It is not finished, but if I waited until every little note was perfect, I would be an old man!. Jack is my rescue cat, and he had a funny look on his face every time he heard me sing his name.
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Rumtoad- Gtr, Bass, Keyboards, Vocals,Percussion
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