SEEKINGVocalist, Vocalist - Bass, Vocalist - Baritone, Vocalist - Tenor, Vocalist - Soprano, Rhythm Guitar, Lead Guitar, Acoustic Guitar, Bass Guitar, Drums, Other Percussion, Violin, Saxophone, Keyboard, Background Singer, Other, Mandolin, Fiddle, Vocalist - Alto, Steel guitar, Upright bass, Cello.
Songwriter/bassplayer/guitarist seeks vocalists and other musicians to collaborate with on the creation of '60s-inspired (with a modern twist) all-original music and to perform live when that's possible again. I am hoping to connect with others interested in exploring eclectic roots/folk rock/alt-rock/groove music with a socially conscious message.
I play bass, rhythm guitar, Irish bouzouki, and a bit of lead guitar. All the playing you hear on my songs is mine (except for the GarageBand drums). Please check out my YouTube channel: Pathocracy Club (please try to get past my cringeworthy singing - it’s just a placeholder until I can find vocalists to partner with! PathocracyClub at gee mail.
- Screen name:
- Pathocracy Club
- Member since:
- Jul 25 2021
- Active within 24 hours
- Level of commitment:
- Moderately Committed
- Years playing music:
- Gigs played:
- 10 to 50
- Tend to practice:
- 1 time per week
- Available to gig:
- 1 night a week
- Most available:
Buffalo Springfield; CSNY; Neil Young solo; Gil Scott-Heron, Bruce Cockburn; Laura Love; Habib Koite; Peter Gabriel; Daniel Lanois; Khruangbin; Beth Orton, Suzanne Vega, Bob Marley.
- Rhythm Guitar:
- Bass Guitar:
Bass and amp
Electric guitar and amp
desktop studio (UA) in the basement
Also, I'm fortunate to have a supportive wife (who really wants me to find a vocalist!)
Just Angry and Tired
Just Angry and Tired Year: 2021 Album: n/a Genre: Rock
Just Angry and Tired music by Pathocracy Club All lyrics are exact quotes from public statements made by Jacob Blake’s family in the days following the senseless and cruel police shooting of Jacob seven times in the back in Kenosha, WI that left him paralyzed and with major organ damage. VERSE 1 ”So many people (have) reached out to me saying they're sorry that this has been happening to my family.” “Well don't be sorry (be)’cause this has been happening to my family for a long time (longer than I can account for)” VERSE 2 ”It happened to Emmett Till, Emmett Till is my family. It happened to Philando, Mike Brown, Sandra…” CHORUS “I’m not sorry or sad; I’m just angry and tired I don't want your pity, I want change." VERSE 3 ”They shot my son seven times, seven times…. like he didn't matter” “But my son matters. He's a human being and he matters" INSTRUMENTAL as VERSE 4 CHORUS OUTRO “America is only great when we behave greatly” “America is only great when we behave greatly”
El Paso Year: 2021 Album: n/a Genre: Rock
El Paso words and music by Pathocracy Club (c)2021 VERSE “Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!" (poem by Emma Lazarus at the Statue of Liberty) Is this the land of hopes and dreams? Anguish followed me here to this burning shore CHORUS El Paso, vive libre Sin paredes; sin temor El mano malvado no puede destrozarnos VERSE In this, the land of stolen dreams Hatred brews in a fetid well of fear I’ve looked into the eyes of the devil before But no longer do I tremble on this sacred ground CHORUS INSTRUMENTAL CHORUS BRIDGE VERSE Trapped between unreal worlds of fallen trees Neither one offers refuge, but both of them mine
Someday Year: 2021 Album: n/a Genre: Rock
SOMEDAY words and music by Pathocracy Club (c)2021 Future generations will look back on these times (and see) Civilization built on the backbone of oppression Perpetual conquest, insidious master plan Dominance assured by state, guns, and man 400 years building this enlightened world Military-Industrial-Oedipal Complex Alchemy of blood and the fetish of death* Pornography of Black nothingness* Someday, someday will come Chaos always ushers in the start of something new Systemic racism, plutocracy’s whip Trapped in ghetto deserts walled in by hopelessness George Floyd endured - ineffable wounds His body crushed to the street, and again …whitey on the moon** The Rubicon’s been crossed, justice won’t wait Swan song of oppressors, stockpiles of hate Cathartic rage purging centuries of pain A long road to heal in a cold righteous rain Someday, someday will come Chaos always ushers in the start of something new Millions of fists held high, no despair The skies are clearing, breathe in that fresh air Express train’s leaving, feel the light and the glory No turning back, you are writing new stories in the land of the free in the land of the free, I say Someday…….…in the USA Someday, someday…in the USA Someday, someday…in the USA Someday……in the U - S - A Attributions and gratitude to: * Michael Eric Dyson ** the late Gil Scott-Heron