A new band called Ortolan Saints

Ortolan Saints
Ortolan Saints

I have been playing with a new band, Ortolan Saints .. woohoo!

We are trying to be a heavy metal band, but sometimes I think we kind of puss out. I need to work on keeping things darker (and heavier!) with my guitar.

The band has been a great writing exercise for me to exorcise some cynical demon commentary from my heart. I’m not outstandingly proud to be presenting these lyrics to the public, but writing them was a necessary casting out of ideas and emotions that have built up inside of my mind. I’m happy to have the opportunity to express them, to perhaps let their antagonists expire and die free, rather than to continue to reign as a shadow upon my soul.

Check out one of the songs, here: Smashed.

Learn more about Ortolan Saints at www.ortolansaints.com.

You Won’t Disgust Me – The Sunday Mornings, “Bloodshot Eyes” – 2003-03

The Blackwood Press DUB, March 2003, cover painting "The Fashion Show" by Dave Bullhorn

This song was originally published March 2003 in The Blackwood Press DUB, a nearly unmentionable ‘zine I helped publish.

You Won’t Disgust Me – The Sunday Mornings – Bloodshot Eyes

You Won’t Disgust Me

put your mind
in my dish
make a wish
I won’t waste it
I’ll see what I can do
I want to make it come true

put your heart
in my hands
the beat stands
on my fingers
the blood lingers
I will do my best
to fulfill your breast

baby you can trust me
let me look
you won’t disgust me

put your mouth
where my lips are
take a look at my hip scar
it waits for you
I wanna share this chance
would you care to dance?

baby you can trust me
let me look
you won’t disgust me

As usual, this is more like a one-off half-formed number that my friend Jim Bob and I were messing around with. There are a few others that complement the experience, maybe I should post those as well. I’m glad we recorded them.

Wall Street Blues – 2007-08-19

Wall Street Blues

Here’s a song I wrote back in 1998, “Wall Street Blues”. It was delivered as an instrumental speech to my International Finance 410 class complete with electric guitars and a backing band (my buddy Jim Bob), for which I received an ‘A’ grade.

The recording posted here is from 2007, and features my band, The Midnights!

Wall Street Blues

I was drinking down at the bar
Stock broker showed me his brand new car
His new gold watch, and his girlfriend, too
He said, “hey buddy, I can get all of this for you.
Uh-huh, just invest a little money in me.
I’ll make you a rich man, yeah boy, you’ll see.”

I bought ’em low, and I watched ’em rise.
The stock split, then doubled in size.
Monday came and went in a flash,
But on Tuesday morning the whole market crashed, uh-huh
And I went into a trance.
I should have listened to my baby
And sold them when I had the chance.

The market crashed, the market crashed,
The market splashed, smashed, and
I lost all of my cash, uh-huh,
It’s all over the news.
I was looking for some new shoes but all I found was them
Wall Street Blues.

Now I’m walking in the streets
I got no money and nothing to eat
I’ll tell you once, you can take it from me,
Ain’t nobody on Wall Street getting rich for free, huh-uh
You better be ready to lose
Don’t end up like me, with them
Wall Street Blues.

This song becomes relevant every ten years or so.

Times I Rushed In – 2007-06-07

Times I Rushed In

Another example of a scratched record. But that’s why you’re here, right?

I like this for the guitar tone that comes in around the five minute mark. It sounds like the Hagstrom Viking through Dave’s Celestion Alnico Blues. But previous to that throughout the song it sounds like the Peavey Predator … housing pickups from a 1972 Fender Stratocaster, courtesy of Uncle Al.

Upon The Road To Dreaming – 2010-02-14

Upon The Road to Dreaming

This was Valentine’s Day 2010, rockin’ out with The Midnights!

We recorded a bunch of songs during our practice that night and pretty much all of them have a missed note or more. Regardless, there are parts in each of them that shine through. The Story of The Midnights Band!

We have a lot of scratched records.