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Pleasant Adolescent Pheasant

by Matt Jasper

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Pleasant Adolescent Pheasant 05:08
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She's a pleasant adolescent pheasant in a Horse-man world Have you ever met a better bit character plot twist in a bird eat seed story about a horse actor This regent pageant with a feline agent to the stars while balancing it all While in the city, a bird flaps it's wings, a pleasant adolescent pheasant sitting for the table read Pleasant Adolescent Pheasant (x3) Wingspan of a chicken, or a barnyard owl He was a Brewer Rooster with a Cock o doodle, Dude stare That would turn nearly every bird's eye view He had a striking morning song, and a beer brewing situation That evolved from a moonshine tub to a craft Beer Saloon She was smitten like a kitten involved in an unraveling mitten With a string threadbare, and a batting mitt for the pair The Brewer Rooster and the Pleasant Adolescent Pheasant A missed match, for she couldn't even sneak in the Beer Saloon. She needed a fake ID, yet she was too lawful good to look for it While Brewer Rooster found a hen to brood on through Bird Tinder, heartbreaking While the Pleasant Adolescent Pheasant almost forgot to mention I guess that's her relevant environment, on her parents couch reading. So these bird brained romance novels, or trapped onscreen like telenovels A tragic treehouse full of flapped wings, or a frustrated pageantry A sad half bit child actor, without that magic it factor Passed up on the role of a lifetime, a Brewer Rooster pairing.
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The Upcoming Water Wars 04:36
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I'm not looking forward to the upcoming water wars Or the scarcity of resources or the tendency to horde Still I'll build up my stockpile, and buy a server farm I'll start by mining crypto, while I sound all the alarms If I think about it too much, I'm sure I'll get depressed By the sheer weight of everything, until I focus on the rest So I'll move down to New Zealand, where the plague has yet to reach Buy a hobbit hole in a mountain, since soon it'll be a beach Sometimes, I wonder if I'll make it out alive With some skin in the game through all this pain, I know I will survive With all I did, I keep it hid, try not to go out of my mind Through this disease, I still breathe by keeping it inside Oh I wonder how long I'd go without mentioning the virus For I hear that it's mutating to other Greek letters beside us While half of the civilized world fights over a third vaccine Two percent of the development are begging for the thing Sometimes, I wonder if I'll make it out alive With some skin in the game through all this pain, I know I will survive With all I did, I keep it hid, try not to go out of my mind Through this disease, I still breathe by keeping it inside Yeah, it's tough, but it's enough
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Fifteen Hundred Plays 02:52
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I saw an absolutely insane stat It said, fifteen hundred plays is equal to one album that Had been made, in the days before streaming So I made up my mind, to create more meaning If we don't value our creative arts We should all give up before it starts To reflect, I suspect on our societal structure Capitalize, subsidize, riot or maybe puncture But in this stream of consciousness song world I wonder what it'll take just to be heard So I set, on my take to record fifteen hundred songs At about, seven or eight a month it won't take long But maybe I should keep them to thirty seconds That's at the point where it counts as a listen If it's longer, you might consider it to be devaluing When you consider, this stream's not bitter, it's just attention deficit seeking. I saw an absolutely insane stat It said, fifteen hundred plays is equal to one album that Had been made, in the days before streaming So I made up my mind, to create more meaning...
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Ballad of Jones, Gilbreth and Snoddy 03:50
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Mr Jones at Nugget Studios in '66 Put to tape one hundred and thirty songs for six K and radio purposes JimiDon put on the reel to reels and started rolling After Gilbreth and Snoddy bonded over go karts and bowling Gilbreth and Snoddy ran the coke supply to Southern States They rented tour buses to the musicians that paid There was a Columbian connect with a Cessna private plane After a DEA bust, bail needed to be paid Chorus: Here lies the tapes of Jones, Gilbreth and Snoddy At least eight reel to reels even if the quality's shoddy (/even of dubious quality) For being in the back room of a Louisiana jail Traded the tapes for freedom, now they're out on bail It may never see the light of day, and thus begins the great debate Between Gilbreth, Snoddy and the Jones Estate Some of the million dollar tapes picked up in '86 Gilbreth and Snoddy sent away until twenty fifteen The great debate of the tapes we'll never see Hits like these, locked in battle over publishing royalties Here lies the tapes of Jones, Gilbreth and Snoddy At least eight reel to reels even if the quality's shoddy (/even of dubious quality) For being in the back room of a Louisiana jail Traded the tapes for freedom, now they're out on bail
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Simple Sugar Sundae Song 04:35
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It's a simple sugar sundae for a simple celebration It is supposed to be for one thing, but there's a simple complication In a single breakfast cupcake, a simple explanation It is a simple little birthday, a simple sugar vacation Chorus: It might be nice, to drink Mai Tai's, and move out to an island As a privileged white, a native tribe, a tourism style of migrant Where it's seventy five, a beach breeze is fine, a certain kind of kindness But for now, let's lie down, back inside, a simple sugar Sunday provided You took off of work on Monday, I still have to go in I brought you breakfast in bed, we ate it in the kitchen You hate feeling crumby, when you don't get to sleep in You give me a run for my money, still we're just about to begin Chorus Wake up early, oat milk latte, from our favorite bakery Strawberry shortcake, mango mousse cake, all before awakening When it's a surprise, lemon cream pie, we must be mistaken A simple sugar sundae, for a simple celebration
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My May Memorial Memory 04:07
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Spin spin cycle, repeat and reframe Win window washer, ruler of eminent domain A bird to bird feeder, a moth to a flame Natural state of nature, the boards part in the game It's everything on a bagel, it's kind enough to pretend With every fate on the table, decisions sprinting from a Sprinter van An open road, still not travelled, a tour bus stalled out with no plans A yarn spool to unravel, a hand knit sweater without a man There's a role that I play, a roll left on a plate A opening of the gate, a boat without a paddle Trapped in song, on a stage, in a word, on a page When the grape starts to age, it might go sour I remember this Memorial Day A distant shade of memory, has yet to fade All the ghosts of the battle, all the hearts broken, all the blame With a spill of the past, counting down all the days. My, My, May, memorial memory May we never speak again This may, this might, this memory This Yirtzeit of living friends
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A Door, Adored 02:15
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A door is a door except when a door is a jar A door remains secure, until it cracks open as a scar If you remain open to change, it allows you to go far A door is a door, to be adored isn't hard The gap should be minded, On the platform, mind the gap The bass can be replaced, with a note, with a slap And the drum starts to hum with a bum bum and a tap The piano rhythm and bones ivory tones give a snap. Hey Oh, here we go, two two tempo, beat by beat, note by note. A jar is a can, to can you need jars A car in a jam, late for plans, can't go far A jam in a can, sandwiched in, spread behind the bar Buried in the can, berries in jam, jealous jelly for tarts Adored by the horde, popular pop gets the plays A pop crackle snap, short and sweet, rice krispie's trays A PTA bake sale, with a pop music radio station craze Adored by the unmoored, sugar salty, bake fundraise Hey Oh, here we go, two two tempo, beat by beat, note by note.
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Bang Crash Beauty 03:54
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In a state of being, which will remain unseen, I believe in a scene of confusion While a formless form, becoming the norm, in a swarm, I warn of absolution In a state of doubt, I start to run out, but the careless shouts build resolutions While the fear inside, dormant but not tired, it grows in size, to a conclusion Chorus: Why do we fight, when we could accept Better yet, tiny deaths, of unknown cruelty Why do we try, when a form takes flight In a quiet night, a bang crash beauty Heros live within, take that on the chin, with a biff pow oof, a graphic violence Not good, not bad, not neutral instead, a disorganized mess of epic silence You avoid when it's good, anxiety when it's misunderstood, this mess, is a place, I've got no clients A host, with the most, English muffins, Melba toast; high time, for tea time, put on some mileage In a sea of rage, you are my cage, sink to the bottom of the stage in some Greek tragedy An endless homage, cycle the past, as a stuffed garage, or an iteration of a nation as a pure comedy While the friend in need, is a friend indeed, a friend in the weeds deserves some honesty A forest ranger, to the trees, eagles in flight, broken wings, a medallion medalling stuck in the laundry
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Shouting Out For Real Change 03:20
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I spent almost half the year unemployed, before I turned to sex work I was abstinent the whole time, let's be clear, a pandemic was on, so I did it all online I was a VP of ECommerce, the head of digital transformation. I made a P and L,had some butt plugs to sell, feminist, body positive, pleasure reformation It was a dire reaction, to what was building up this whole time, My marriage had turned queer, there was no-one near, and coming up for air seemed like a crime My friends were all in survival mode, I was isolated for days In an apartment supposed to be luxury, with a homeless woman outside shouting out for real change Shouting out for real change But it stayed the same.

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Songs about unrequited bird love, music streaming math formulas, estate debates, sugar snacks, and doors. What more could you ask for?

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released August 5, 2022

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Matt Jasper Seattle, Washington

Matt Jasper plays guitar, bass guitar, banjo, ukulele, keyboards, and sings. He has written hundreds of songs, recording 5 albums between 2000-2010 and is putting together an album a month in 2021. He has performed extensively throughout Seattle, New York City, New Jersey and Long Island, with experience performing at regional tours throughout the Northeast and West Coast of the US. ... more

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