SEEKING
Vocalist, Vocalist - Bass, Vocalist - Baritone, Vocalist - Tenor, Vocalist - Soprano, Rhythm Guitar, Lead Guitar, Acoustic Guitar, Bass Guitar, Drums, Violin, Keyboard, Mandolin, Fiddle, Vocalist - Alto.ABOUT
I’m a lyricist looking for a co writer who is committed and can record demos. A partner interested in pitching songs together to publishers, or other recording artists in the area.
I’m very easy to work with because I love the process of songwriting. I aim to write three dimensional songs that are rich with symbolism and imagery.
- Screen name:
- Lyricist Mike
- Member since:
- Sep 03 2020
- Active within 1 week
- Level of commitment:
- Very Committed
- Years playing music:
- 20
- Tend to practice:
- More than 3 times per week
Influences
Bob Dylan, Tom Waits, Bruce Springsteen, Robert Johnson, 50’s rock, Woody Guthrie, traditional Delta blues, Lady Gaga, Taylor Swift, Social Distortion, the Figgs. David Lynch, Psychological diagnostic statistic books, Carl Jung.
Instrument experience:
- Acoustic Guitar:
- Moderate
- Harmonica:
- Intermediate
- Dobro:
- Intermediate
EQUIPMENT
My imagination and an understanding of song structure.
MUSIC
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Hypnotic Election
Hypnotic ElectionVerse 1 “The flag you’re waving Should be American made,” Elephants say to those Who make the peanuts all day, And if you wanna tell the elephant, To “go fly a kite,” Well, he’s gonna challenge you To a western gunfight, Verse 2 Donkeys now proudly Make their way up the hill, Pledging to fix things With a generous bill, Elephants and donkeys Wear Freudian ties, Play fast and loose with truth, And hot potato with the lies, Chorus Both sides of the Aisle Say they do what they can, But, all I have are prayers Down in my folded hands, Hypnotic election, Making promises to you But, they’re having a party down On Pennsylvania Avenue, Verse 3 Earth is spinning Like a quarter on the ledge Of the galaxy’s Cold and lonely edge And it seems sometimes To find hope, you just might Have to measure distance In years of light, Chorus Both sides of the Aisle Say they do what they can, But, all I have are prayers Down in my folded hands, Hypnotic election, Making promises to you But, they’re having a party down On Pennsylvania Avenue, Bridge Zombies, we’re zombies, As the mighty dollar sways, And the Senate filibusters For 365 days, Chorus Both sides of the Aisle Say they do what they can, But, all I have are prayers Down in my folded hands, Hypnotic election, Making promises to you But, they’re having a party down On Pennsylvania Avenue, ©️Michael Scott Landrio
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This Thing Of Ours
This Thing Of OursVerse 1 This thing of ours has Me under the boot, Frankie wants more of me Than picking up loot, This thing of ours, There’s really no doubt, A Saint will burn in my hands, If I don’t get out, Verse 2 This thing of ours keeps Rosary in my hands Dipped it in Holy water, Blessed at the Vatican, I have the Lord’s prayer For my lonesome trip, Fifty three Hail Marys for Giving my elders lip, Verse 3 Clues to everything are Out in the Sea, Where Mount Etna towers Over Sicily, And every single thing, A thing of beauty I’ll leave with a heavy heart, For the big city, Verse 4 Its honest work laying Railroad tracks down, And the good sauce is cooking While the kids run around, The old men discuss Who wasn’t at mass, Performance of the Priest, Compared to Sundays past, Verse 5 Clues to everything are Waiting for me, Where the statue towers Over little Italy, And every little thing, A possibility, In the melting pot called New York City, Verse 6 Find myself a dame, And get married in the church That my uncle helped to build, Could be why his knees hurt, But, truth is in silence After every Amen, And why we don’t ask questions About my uncles friends, Chorus 7 Cause clues to all those things Are out in the Sea, Where Mount Etna towers Over Sicily, And every single thing, Still a thing of beauty, You never lose your roots, Even if you move the tree, ©️Michael Scott Landrio
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One Crazy Thought At A Time
One Crazy Thought At A TimeVerse 1 I feel like anything I’m gonna do, Isn’t really doing enough, Cause when regret comes around It always plays too rough, If I don’t know what to say It’s because I have a lot on my mind, And it’s hard to sort through it One crazy thought at a time, Verse 2 I feel like anything I’m gonna say, Will only remain unclear, Be deemed to be self indulgent By all those angry peers, They cannot face the night Unless they’re the only star in the sky, Can’t think about any of that now, One crazy thought at a time, Chorus And when madness comes around It’s too late to have anything to prove, And all my Jungian shadows, They, they wanna show off their moves, And when madness comes around, I’m just along for the ride Running down along the old tracks Of a haunted 45, Verse 3 The absent minded confesser Is who I guess I’ll be, I swear Dean Martin’s ghost Promised me a round for free, Diagnostic statistic books Are never on my side, They pick me all apart One crazy thought at a time, Chorus And when madness comes around It’s too late to have anything to prove, And all my Jungian shadows, They, they wanna show off their moves, And when madness comes around, I’m just along for the ride Running down along the old tracks Of a haunted 45, Chorus And when madness comes around It’s too late to have anything to prove, And all my Jungian shadows, They, they wanna show off their moves, And when madness comes around, I’m just along for the ride Running down along the old tracks Of a haunted 45, ©️Michael Scott Landrio
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Not That Kind Of Song
Not That Kind Of SongVerse 1 Good to see you’re having fun In your brand new boots, But, they never seen no dirt, Never planted roots, I won’t pine for wasted time I’m happy we’re through, I would rather tip my hat And say goodbye to you, Chorus If you want apologies, Better move along - long If you need apologies, It’s not that kind of song, song, And I drink because I like it, Not because you’re gone, gone, I won’t cry here in my beer, It’s not that kind of song, song, Verse 2 Good to see that you moved on, I see from my stool, That your man looks out of place, And he thinks he’s cool, Momma told me to play nice, And to be polite, But, I refuse to let you Both ruin my night, Chorus If you want apologies, Better move along - long If you need apologies, It’s not that kind of song, song, And I drink because I like it, Not because you’re gone, gone, I won’t cry here in my beer, It’s not that kind of song, song, Verse 3 I wait for the sun to set Right when it comes up, So, I see everything clear, Through my empty cup, I won’t pine for wasted time, I’m happy we’re through, I would rather tip my hat And say goodbye to you, Chorus If you want apologies, Better move along - long If you need apologies, It’s not that kind of song, song, And I drink because I like it, Not because you’re gone, gone, I won’t cry here in my beer, It’s not that kind of song, song, ©️ Michael Scott Landrio
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Ain’t Just The Blues
Ain’t Just The BluesVerse 1 Well, I got the blues, Ain’t nobody cares for me But, it ain’t just the blues When they’re deeper than seven seas, And you know when you feel it, You’ve got to tread carefully, Verse 2 Well now my feet hurt, These kicks just don’t fit me, When I’m in church, I need something more snazzy, Don’t read much into it, I’m still down things holy, Verse 3 When I look to the sky, Why is mine so cloudy? When I look up high, Three guesses, what do I see? Nothing that looks like the sun, It’s a tree falling on me, Verse 4 Well, I need the blues, Like I need a ton of lead In different hues, Wish I had green instead, You can’t be gluten free, When salvation comes with bread, Verse 5 Well, I’ve got the blues, Ain’t nobody care for me But, it ain’t just the blues When they’re deeper than seven seas, And you know when you feel it, You’ve got to tread carefully, (C) Michael Scott Landrio
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Standard Protocol
Standard ProtocolWords And Music By Michael Scott Landrio Verse 1 I’m up and down in the night It’s standard protocol, I can’t tell my brain to stop right now And take a curtain call, Chorus I’m down and out with the rain And the dirt of it all, I’ve never been an angel Who can fly up in the sky And never fall, Verse 2 I roll around like the dust, It’s standard Protocol, Thoughts proving themselves relevant To nobody at all, Chorus I’m down and out with the rain And the dirt of it all, I’ve never been an angel Who can fly up in the sky And never fall, Bridge The clocks are ticking so loud To be sure I know they’re winning, The bottles are all empty, They laugh at me while I’m spinning, Verse 3 I took myself for a long Sunday afternoon ride, Pulled over near the steeple Shut the car off and went inside, Chorus I’m down and out with the rain And the dirt of it all, I’ve never been an angel Who can fly up in the sky And never fall, ©️Michael Scott Landrio
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A Better Place To Hide
A Better Place To HideVerse 1 What can I take for this bad headache? Everyone’s making too much noise, And how much trouble are we supposed to take? When it’s still the Soc’s verse the greaser boys, Chorus I need to find a better place to hide, Somewhere, Find a friend in whom I can confide, Are you there? I wanna build a ship that I can steer, Find a place for us to live Away from here, Verse 2 What can you do? I ain’t got a clue, Some days the ceiling is the floor, And wine is just wine, no matter what you do, Grab a glass and gimme some more, Chorus I need to find a better place to hide, Somewhere, Find a friend in whom I can confide, Are you there? I wanna build a ship that I can steer, Find a place for us to live Away from here, Verse 3 Everyone knows that the problem stems, Down where the vandals sell spoons, The clowns that stand right beside them Are handing out free balloons, Chorus I need to find a better place to hide, Somewhere, Find a friend in whom I can confide, Are you there? I wanna build a ship that I can steer, Find a place for us to live Away from here, ©️Michael Scott Landrio
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Standard Protocol (rough mix)
Standard Protocol (rough mix)Verse 1 I’m up and down in the night It’s standard protocol, I can’t tell my brain to stop right now And take a curtain call, Chorus I’m down and out with the rain And the dirt of it all, I’ve never been an angel Who can fly up in the sky And never fall, Verse 2 I roll around like the dust, It’s standard Protocol, Thoughts proving themselves relevant To nobody at all, Chorus I’m down and out with the rain And the dirt of it all, I’ve never been an angel Who can fly up in the sky And never fall, Bridge The clocks are ticking so loud To be sure I know they’re winning, The bottles are all empty, They laugh at me while I’m spinning, Verse 3 I took myself for a long Sunday afternoon ride, Pulled over near the steeple Shut the car off and went inside, Chorus I’m down and out with the rain And the dirt of it all, I’ve never been an angel Who can fly up in the sky And never fall, ©️Michael Scott Landrio
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Widow Susan's Blues
Widow Susan's BluesVerse 1 The ghost of Widow Susan Walks down the road, The ghost of Widow Susan Walks down the road, It’s a legend that goes back, Many years ago, Verse 2 The ghost of Widow Susan Cries in the rain, She’s looking for her husband She’s a soul in pain, She moaning just as loud as the Old Rte. 5 freight train, Verse 3 Her husband died and left her To take care of the farm, Her husband died and left her To take care of the farm, Mr. Degraff is sleeping Forever in the yard, Verse 4 Well, the kind folks in town say It’s fog on the ground, If you feel something near you When no one’s around, Others say that it’s Susan In her glowing gown, Verse 5 Those who try to summon her Learn a lesson or three, About messing with a spirit Who wanna be free, The ghost of Widow Susan Is a mystery, (c) Michael Scott Landrio
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Eliot Gloom
Eliot Gloom(c) Michael Landrio Eliot Gloom Words And Music By Michael Landrio Verse 1 We don’t sleep in the wasteland, Pandora opened her box and ran, Left all the frames on the shelf, Kept all the hope for herself, Chorus Some measure their lives With coffee spoons, ”I have a shot glass,” Said Eliot Gloom, While I mine my mind for Diamonds and clues, I’ll free the canary Who sings the blues, Verse 2 What is it I feel come witching hour? Fighting with the demons that bring me flowers, I deconstruct my Genesis, How does paradise get lost like this? Chorus Some measure their lives With coffee spoons, ”I have a shot glass,” said Eliot Gloom, While I mine my mind for Diamonds and clues, I’ll free the canary Who sings the blues, Bridge I’m somewhere around Hell’s circle three, I’m drinking firewater And gluttony, The pillows were stuffed with all All the Feathers from the wings Of all the fallen angels and The old wedding rings, Verse 3 The sun is just like the river Styx, How does anyone make sense of this? I tie the tie that will drag me to town, I cross myself and then kneel down, Chorus Some measure their lives With coffee spoons, ”I have a shot glass,” said Eliot Gloom, While I mine my mind for Diamonds and clues, I’ll free the canary Who sings the blues, ©️Michael Landrio
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Time To Visit Me
Time To Visit MePublisher's Demo From "Vendettas And Thunderstorms."
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From The Floor
From The FloorPublisher's Demo From "Vendettas And Thunderstorms."
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The Whole Mess
The Whole MessAcoustic Demo
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Vendettas And Thunderstorms
Vendettas And ThunderstormsAcoustic Demo
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Flew And Fell
Flew And FellAcoustic Demo
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Approved To Be Denied
Approved To Be DeniedWords and Music (c) Michael Landrio
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"Fool's Gold" - Performed by Ross Flora
"Fool's Gold" - Performed by Ross FloraWords by and (c) Michael Landrio / Music by and (c) Ross Flora
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"Goldmine" - Performed by Ross Flora
"Goldmine" - Performed by Ross FloraWords by and (c) Michael Landrio / Music by and (c)Ross Flora
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Sun And Moon
Sun And MoonOptimistic Rock song. Words by Michael Landrio / Music by Scott Kollman. Performed by Scott Kollman
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Mustang and a Rose
Mustang and a RosePublisher's Demo Of A Country Song. Words & Music (c) Michael Landrio. Demo performed by Joe Sins
