New Vlayman album: *Yer Good Eye*

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1. Half Time Bop_w_Donn S 04:30
2. Glory 04:05
3. Tune You Up_w_Grankspoine 04:03
4. Cheeleaders Kickin’_w_DonnS 04:14
5. Mouse 04:10
6. Long Bottle 03:42
7. Strut 03:50
8. Daedelus 03:42
9.The Eternity Shift 03:00
10. Strangely Enuff_w_Donn S 03:04
11. Yer Good Eye 03:32

Special thanx to Seagrams Extra Dry, noir books, and redhead gurrls everywhere.
Recorded April & May of 2015, preserved my sanity through then.
More or less.
No thanx to the passive-aggressive, cell phones hags, and the humorless; juck ’em if they won’t take a foke.
Donn S played all the drums on 1, 4, and 10; Grankspoine played all the good stuff on 3; Vlayman offended yer ears all the elsewhere.
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Vlayman: “Yer Done”

Yer Done
c. ’15 Vlayman

It took me a really long time to understand
It took me far too long my friend to see
What it was all about when you was the man
And how you really wasn’t the one should be

And it started to feel like you was doing it wrong
And You gave it no more thought than a passing kiss
And this thing, I saw was taking far too long
And you was leading us, leading us into the abyss

So take yer hand, qtake take off that woman there
She don’t mean anything to me
Or go ahead, go ahead and shoot her dead in the head
You ain’t gonna be the one to leave

No I ain’t done,
I ain’t done,
No I ain’t close to done yet
But after I’m finished, I’ll have no regrets

Ya know it’s time, time for you to step on down
The end has come, and you didn’t have a good run
Yer a clown and it’s past time for you to go down
This is necessary, and I’ll confess that it’s fun

No I ain’t done,
I ain’t done,
No I ain’t close to done yet
And after I’m finished, I’ll have no regrets

Drums: nettage
Bass: Hnr-MMhd130(soak)-MD421II-PM1000-dbx166A
FXbass: Hnr(MultiPlexr)-Brick-dbx166A
Vox: ADKa6-PM1000-RNLA
Gtrs: MIJstrat(MeatJr.)Marshall-AKGd1000-PM1000-RNLA
MIJstrat(MeatJr.-MultiPlexr)Marshall-AKGd1000-PM1000-RNLA
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Vlayman: “Sad Songs”

Sad Songs
c. ’15 Vlayman

When ya get up in the mornin’
When you go to start yer day
You put on some blues
It’s what you got to play

Some people like sad songs, baby you gotta have ’em

You get home after work
You got nuffin’ to say
You put on some country lament
It’s what you got to play

Some people like sad songs, baby, you gotta have ’em
Some people like sad songs, honey, you only like the sad ones

You lay your head down at night
To keep the silence at bay
You put on some funeral dirges
It’s what you got to play

Some people like sad songs, baby, you gotta have ’em
Some people like sad songs, honey, you only like the sad ones
Some people like sad songs, baby, you gotta have ’em
You only play the bad ones honey, you only like the sad ones
Some people like sad songs, baby, you gotta have ’em
Some people like sad songs, honey, you only like the sad ones

Drums: nettage
Basses: P-Brick-166A(pad)_MMhd130(soak)-RE320-PM100-166A(pad)
Gtrs: MIJstrat(MeatJr-MultiPlxr)-TT-PM1000-166A(pad);
MIJstrat(MeatJr-BigMuffW)-TT-PM1000-166A(pad)
Shaker: EVnd267-PM1000-dbx166A(pad)
Vox: M500(durham)-PM1000-RNLA
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Vlayman: “Shadows (Dispel)”

Shadows (Dispel)
c. ’15 Vlayman

When I looked deep into the heart of the girl
I could never really be sure, what was kept hid
I tried so hard to get into her mind and heart
Look me in the eye, son, ya know I did

No matter what I do, it’s her own hell
I can’t dispel the shadows

I took my time, I gave her everything
All that was mine was hers to have and use
I made it clear and I know she understood
Look me in the eye, son, ya know it’s true

No matter what I did, it was her own hell
I couldn’t dispel the shadows

So when she left, well, it wasn’t no kinda surprise
Tho’ when she took ya, that threw me for a loop
I coulda seen it comin’, seen it in her angry eyes
Look me in the eye, son, ya know I’m tellin’ the truth

Drums: nettage
Bass: Alvz-MMhd130-TT-EVndPM1000-VLA2_Brrick-dbx160XT
Vox: evNR257a-pm100-vla2
Gtr: mijSTRAT-ProJr.-e609-isa1(PAD)
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Latest pedalboard 6-15

Using this in a cover band:

1.  Vox Wah: wha’? Serviceable, cheap and easily replaceable, and I like it’s shallow sweep;

2. MXR ’78 Distortion:  nice and flexible, clear and articulate, approaches heavy because I was needing a 70’s/80’s distortion sound, has a neat boost button that’ll blind ya;

3. Visual Sound Rte. 66: compressor and 808-style OD (2 4 1, + 2 EQ’s!), with two very useful EQ’s including two boosts, can be subtle, this version is weird-shaped and big, but worth it;

4. Ibanez Swell Flanger: does what it’s supposed to do, lotsa control, small foot-print;

5. Rocktron Short Timer: nice slap up to short delay, articulate but not too digital in sound;

6. Boss CE3: can be nice and subtle, crisp and digital sounding, but not offensive – you won’t use it for Nirvana-type exaggerated chorusing, but you will to thicken and acoustify your arpeggios and rhythm parts;

7. Digitech Digiverb: pretty transparent, lots of flexibility, I like small plate, room and spring, and I like ’em a lot.

I like the One-Spot as much as my Snark clamp-tuners.

My case is a Samsonite with the board made of a teflon-coated BBQ rack that the pedals are Zip-tied to; the rack is mounted on my former board, a piece of MDF; Neutrik & Mogami cables (except the grey one what is Rat-Shack shite – I hear no difference).

The Hungry Drunx: “Pure”

Pure
c. ’15 The Hungry Drunx

When I see you,
I’m goddamn sure
I don’t wanna be you,
I could never be that pure
Yes I’m very sure
I don’t wanna be you,
I could never be that goddamn
pure
I could never be that pure

When I smell you,
I’m goddamn sure
Don’t know how to tell you
I could never be that pure
Yes I’m very sure
I gotta tell you
I could never be that goddamn
pure
Iq could never be that pure

When I taste you
I’m goddamn sure
I don’t wanna waste you
Cuz I could never be that pure
Yes I’m very sure
That I don’ wanna waste you
And I could never be that goddamn
pure
I could never be that pure

Drums: SNARL
Basses: HnrJazz-MMhd130-RE320-PM1000_Brick-dbx160XT
Vox: EV664(durham)-PM1000-VLA2
Gtr: LP(DOD250-BNwicker)-ProJr-E608 1589B_MXL860(durham)-PM1000-VLA2_MS
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Vlayman: “The Rose Men”

The Rose Men
c. ’15 Vlayman

In the middle of the day you can see ’em out on the village green
Right and left and near and far and always in between
Standin’ in plain view but never really seen
They’re never really seen

CH No one thought to tell you, my friend
But here they come again,
The rose men

They wanna walk the sidewalks as they stalk in the park
They sit on benches or in the cars they’ve parked
They wanna sell you somethin’, see you as a mark
They see you as a mark

CH

Secret agents, some kind of silly-soundin’  thing
Sent over here to stay, sleeping in the wings
They ain’t a joke my friend, and death is what they bring
Death is what they bring

CH

Drums: nettage
Bass: HnrJazz-Brick-dbx160XT
Gtrs: Tele-ProJr-E609-UA110(pad)_SprLux-UA710(pad)
Tele-ProJr-E609-UA110(pad)
Tele-ProJr-SprLux-UA710(pad)
Vox: Genesis-Eureka
HnrHdless(Barber-ShrtTime)-ProJr-E609-UA110_MXL860UA710(pad)M/S
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Vlayman: “Time Left”

Time Left
c. ’15 Vlayman

Oh-oh-oh, ain’t nothin’ easy, I’m fallin’ down and hit so hard
A-a-and, there ain’t no pleasin’ you, can’t make you happy, I learned that now

Hey-ey-ey, it’s time to travel, hit the gravel, move on out
Woah-oh, our life’s unraveled there ain’t no fixin this, I know that now

CH: I haven’t got much time left, much time left, much time left to hold you near
No, I haven’t got much time left, much time left, much time left,
Do I, my dear.

What you say, you wanna keep me, ya wanna keep me, keep me around
Ya want me to stay, ya say wanna keep me, but my girl
That’s impossible now

CH: I haven’t got much time left, much time left, much time left, to be your man
No, I haven’t got much time left, much time left, much time left,
I did the best I can
CH: I haven’t got much time left, much time left, much time left to hold you near
No, I haven’t got much time left, much time left, much time left,
Do I, my dear.

Drums: nettage
Bass: HnrJazz-MMhd130(soak)RE320-1599b(pad)
Vox: MXL9000-VC1Q
Gtrs: Tele-TT-EVnd-ISA1(pad)
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Vlayman: “Waste”

Waste
c. Vlayman ’15

Can’t seem to feel anything below the waist
Nothin’ seems real, and mebbe that’s my fate
To be not real, to have no smell or taste
Such a waste, such a waste

Pharoahs come along, my son, they rule and defile
Queens and priests just carry on, as befits their style
Golden headress brocaded silk crying in the meanwhile
Crying in the meanwhile

Fairy tales may not be every thing you believe
They’re told to childern, my son, and others we seek to deceive
That happiness can be found, if you’d just be free
Come with me, come with me

Love is what you make when, you run from the abyss
The time you take to perfect yer sins, it’s nothing more than this
And if you have the chance, my son, make it yer third wish
Look through her kiss, look through her kiss

Drums: nettage
RthmGtrs: Paul(FulltoneDist+-SwellFlanger-ShrtTimer)-ProJr-E609-ISA1
Bass: HnrJazz-Brick-dbx160XT
Vox: M500-VC1Q
LdGtr: G&Lf100(bigMuffW)-ProJrM-Superlix-ISA1_MXL860-UA710_MS
Cowbell: Superlux-ISA1_ProJrMXL860-UA710>MS
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