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A different, actually the original, arrangement of sandpaper castles 1811.
prog flute cello psychedelic banjo political mandolin sax rock folk pygmy beat
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Folk rock meets blues rock whilst occassionally veering into psychedelic and prog rock.
Pygmy Beat: Terry Berman - vocals, sax, piano, flute, recorder & Catholic guilt; ray cochrane - basses, guitars, bad cello, percussion & Protestant longing; Roland - drums, percussion & digital watches; RAMI - occasional drums; Gerry Steele - frequent lead guitar solos; Greg Loyacano - frequent recent drums Pygmy Beat Augmented: Joe Mizzi - recent vocals Gerry Steele - lead guitar solos; Greg Loyacano - drums ray cochrane - basses, guitars, bad cello, percussion; Pygmy Beat Extended: Patricia Vogelenzang - vocals Erik - Drums & Percussion; Greg Loyacano - Drums & some guitars; Gerry Steele - most lead guitar solos; ray cochrane - basses, guitars, bad cello, percussion; Rob Green - vocals & lead - Listen Like Brian; Trudy Newell - vocals; Casey Wells - vocals. Miriam & I: Miriam Webb - vocals, arrangements & good cello. ray cochrane - bass, guitar, bad cello, percussion & arrangements. Roland - hand punched programmed drums. The Newlings: Eric Drabwell - vocals, guitars ray cochrane - bass, guitars, cello Bandi - drums
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Genre
Rock • Folk Rock
Charts
Peak #144
Peak in subgenre #5
Author
Cochrane Webb Cochrane
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Cochrane Webb Cochrane
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July 18, 2006
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MP3 3.7 MB • 128 kbps • 4:05
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The original arrangement. This song came about as an exercise for my 'cello lessons. As you can hear I wasn't doing fabulously at it. The reason for putting thsi up is that the arrangements for strings in the verse & the little tag lines were done by Miriam & are worth noting as they're pretty good despite my poor attampts are playing them.
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Sandpaper Castles 1811 I'll build a sandpaper castle, Beneath the noonday sun, I'll sit & watch the people, & laugh as they run. Within my silent citadel, I'll shut out the world, & shelter in my fortress, Making plans that won't unfurl. I'll celebrate my solitude, With music, wine & song, Loneliness won't reach me; Nothing can go wrong. I'll fill my day with minutes, & watch them slip away, Eternally grateful for the present, & the memories they slay. Just sit & play old records, & scratch them when they're done, Try to destroy the memories, But can they be outrun? Almost silently the day breaks, & with it comes the rain, So I sit in semi darkness, & pray to go insane. My mask I'll wear to meals, For 'tis the part I'd planned, You know! The same old story, In castles made of sand....
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