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Two bands who span the Atlantic, having a chat across the planet. Drafting jams from random challenges, fantastic banter while we're at it. So just relax and watch our antics; it's the pan-Atlantic Jam Mechanics Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt Johnston from The Narcissist Cookbook and Bug from Bug Hunter. Each week we'll take on songwriting challenges and present our finished "demo" after a few hour break.
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Two bands who span the Atlantic, having a chat across the planet. Drafting jams from random challenges, fantastic banter while we're at it. So just relax and watch our antics; it's the pan-Atlantic Jam Mechanics Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt Johnston from The Narcissist Cookbook and Bug from Bug Hunter. Each week we'll take on songwriting challenges and present our finished "demo" after a few hour break.
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×We're just trying to make a difference over here in the Jam McCabin, so grab some Popcorn and get ready to be Complimented Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt (The Narcissist Cookbook) and Bug (Bug Hunter) where we are challenged to write a song demo from scratch every episode. Huge thanks to DeepBlueInk for our artwork and squeezing us into his busy schedule! If you'd like to download the demos we showed off, you can go to our Bandcamp or website to pay-what-you-want to support us! Our Music: The Narcissist Cookbook Bug Hunter and our brand-new discord is here and follow us on Instagram , YouTube , etc! Please rate / review and share the show (and our music) with friends! -- SPOILERS FOR THIS EPISODE BELOW -- Prompt: "One (K)night's difference" ----Bug's Song----- Title: Fix Itself Additional Challenge: A compliment Lyrics: I said "I dunno, doc" as I sat up on the table my shirt off, thankful just my socks around my ankles I've had no luck with proper diagnosis my internet doctor just sent some shrug emojis and so she jots down a note, this'll do the trick get back to your old self quick But I'm stubborn and a skeptic but this doctor won't accept it She says "Take This and Call me in the morning" so I shake it and I say I can't afford it but she insists and writes me a prescription so I throw it in the cabinet with the other dozen pills that I've ignored and sorta hope that it'll magically fix itself now its been 6 months so I come in for a check-up She asks about my regimen and so I have to fess up The bottle is still intact and my motivation's weaker than a childproof cap This calls for a higher dose, you're so easy to diagnose You're just stubborn and a skeptic and this doctor won't accept it Take This and Call me in the morning I make a play to ask about the side-effects and warnings she evades this and writes me a prescription and walks me to the pharmacy and watches as I pay and leave and wonders if I still believe that this'll all fix itself So I'm standing in the bathroom, bottle on the windowsill hyping up myself 'cause I've never liked taking pills I pop the top and to my surprise there's nothing but a note inside It says: Take this, and call me in the morning I love you and you're handsome and important and I want you to feel like you're accepted so I wrote you my love as a prescription So I take it, and call you in the morning my heart aching from the way that you support me and sometimes I get down, and afraid to ask for help But I know it won't fix itself ---- Matt's Song ----- Title: The Other Boys Additional Challenge: Must use the word "POPCORN" Lyrics: Popcorn Now I have your attention I got a two minute pitch and I'd like you to listen So you've been putting up with suitors for a week now and These losers can't do any of the cool shit I can I don't have money, I don't have fame Or blue blood flowing in my veins But excuse me Princess I'm not like the other boys Dragon Yeah that was me in the yard Drove a 12 foot polearm through it's burning heart You probably couldn't tell with my helmet askew But as the beast fell baby I was winking at you And the wizard in the hills who was raising the dead I cut him a deal before I cut off his head A hundred strong choir of your bloodline past Singing love songs at your window I don't have land, or military might I don't have anyone to hold in the night Excuse me Princess I'm not like the other boys They might have it all but you've still got a choice Power and blood, connections and coin Or me and whatever I've got going on I don't want to scare you by coming on strong But I'd love you better than any of them No plot of the devil or creation of men Could touch you when I am there at your side And I don't have money, I don't have fame Or blue blood flowing through my veins But excuse me Princess I'm not like the other boys…
AND WE ARE BACK! Season 3 kicks off with Bug and Matt catching up on their names, their goals, and of course, their favorite party tricks. Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt (The Narcissist Cookbook) and Bug (Bug Hunter) where we are challenged to write a song demo from scratch every episode. Huge thanks to DeepBlueInk for our artwork and squeezing us into his busy schedule! If you'd like downloadable files for this episode (and the demos we showed off), you can go to our Bandcamp or website to pay-what-you-want to support us!Our Music: The Narcissist Cookbook Bug Hunter and our brand-new discord is here and follow us on Instagram , YouTube , etc! Please rate / review and share the show (and our music) with friends!-- SPOILERS FOR THIS EPISODE BELOW -- Prompt: "Not Guilty Anymore" ----Bug's Song----- Title: Guilty Verdict Additional Challenge: "Party Trick" Lyrics: Congratulations Gimme your hand and let me shake it A signature is all it takes, an engraving on the dotted line and then you've made it Turn on the news, kid Everyone's got their eyes on you, kid You'll get the credit for producing this, in truth, all I did was introduce it... the rest is you, kid You took the news like its a sermon but, but when I heard it that shit hit me like a guilty verdict Good news, you tell me I deserve it but I didn't earn it, I didn't earn this So have your way, then I'll take the money and the fame, then This is what happens when you're waiting on your break and no one tells you when to say "when" And if I lose it I have no way to reproduce it Just watch me crawling back to you, sit back I'll ask for second chances you'll refuse it The rest was you, kid You took the news like its a sermon but, but when I heard it that shit hit me like a guilty verdict Good news, you tell me I deserve it but I didn't earn it, I didn't earn this I made a deal with the devil I meant what I said when I said I'd do anything Didn't think we'd make it as far we did armed with our party tricks, all that we're carrying I made a deal with the devil I meant what I said when I said I'd do anything Too late for take-backs or arguments once you have started it, take it and bury it You took the news like its a sermon but, but when I heard it that shit hit me like a guilty verdict Good news, you tell me I deserve it but I didn't earn it, I didn't earn this ---- Matt's Song ----- Title: Pardon Me Additional Challenge: Last Line == First Line Lyrics: I went and did some things that I shouldn't have done (I guess) I got a little carried away Everybody's done it, got their gun and gone to congress Tried to overthrow democracy Don't act like it's a big deal It was just a party baby, hardly anybody was killed Treason isn't treason when you do it badly So how about a solid from daddy Pardon me Pardon me I won't ever do it again Probably I mean no guarantees Yes I learned my lesson, I guess you'll always pardon me Say good boy and pat my bum That was just a goof, a gaffe, a blunder, and a good dry run I swear that I will love and serve, honour and obey thee So How's about a favour for baby Pardon me Pardon me I won't ever do it again Probably I mean no guarantees Yes I learned my lesson, I guess The best defense is a president Who let's us get away with whatever we please Pardon me I went and did some things that I shouldn't have done…
WOO-WOO, Season 2! Better late than never, Bug and Matt finally take a look back on all the things we loved about our 2nd season. We take audience questions, get mad about a few songs getting wrecked in our poll, and open ourselves up to show you exactly how far we've come! Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt (The Narcissist Cookbook) and Bug (Bug Hunter) where we are challenged to write a song demo from scratch every episode.If you'd like downloadable files for this episode (and the demos we showed off), you can go to our Bandcamp or website to pay-what-you-want to support us!Our Music: The Narcissist Cookbook Bug Hunter and our brand-new discord is here…
The last proper episode of Season 2 goes back to the beginning. We get DeepBlueInk back in the Jam McCabin -- who doesn't love a good second chance?? Our Music: The Narcissist Cookbook Bug Hunter and our brand-new discord is here -- SPOILERS BELOW -- --- Challenge: "A second chance you don't deserve" --- BUG'S SONG Title: The Lighthouse Lyrics: On the tip of the island they left him to linger in a lighthouse that clung to the cliff by its fingers no comfort or company close to this coast where he dwelled like a Gargoyle, guarding his post They caught me red-handed, prepared my last meal then gave me an out -- I took the deal Stick to my station, keep my patrol my only condition: don't hurt a soul A hundred years pass me with no chance to slip then on the darkened horizon -- I spotted a ship With the darkness consuming, I lit up their path there's only one route through all the rocks and the crags I carved out a chance through the maze in the sea leading the ship up to rest on the beach The pilgrims abandoned their ship until dawn but the tide never sleeps, when they woke it was gone Without a ship to sail, the sailors advanced to the valley below where they set up their camps the timber was scarce here, which begged them to ask: Do we use them for shelter or use them for rafts? I watched from the ridge, an unreachable witness A fly on the wall with a spider's ambitions didn't surprise me at all that the first thing they did was divide into camps, their first building: a prison They dream of rescue, bless their hearts I've watched them build and tear apart Must now be years since they arrived why must the heartless all survive? Their children only know this place They know I'm here but not my face I pray they never seek me out Oh God, the stores I could tell They're not to blame, I wish them well Oh God, the stories I could tell Years on the island have settled the score The village below me is violent no more Then out of the sunset appears a new ship My heart begins beating -- I have to act quick with only one hope to correct for the night I leapt to my senses and smashed out the light By the light of the morning, there wasn't a sign of the wreckage that washed away deep in the night I swore to my captors I'd harm no one else but not doing harm doesn't mean that I'll help cause I've kissed the devil and can't be coerced of all God's creations, this is the worst with the lighthouse abandoned, I start to descend you can find me among all the souls I've condemned ------------ MATT'S SONG Title: Orchids Lyrics: I watch us from the dark garden Through the living room windows We are dancing You are laughing Revelling in the novelty Of my abandon This is new, you think, I see Your frown encroaches on your smile Or very old, you think But the worry's just a weed We spin around the room I am rooted in the flowerbed And you are crying laughing now And I'm just trying not to trample on the orchids Midnight it begins to rain I pull my jacket closer And you are snuggled on the couch with me and dozing Visibly relieved And I'm relieved as well, in my way I try to catch my eye But there's just no getting through to me This is Good, I think Hiding From the lights of passing cars If I can't live it Well I guess I'll watch it from afar You are warm and you are happy You are safe inside with me And I'm just trying I'm just trying not to trample on the orchids And as you sleep I watch me blinking In the television light And maybe get a little taller A little younger round the eyes This is new, I think Or something very very old But the worry's just a weed And I retreat into the cold This is good, I think In a way, a second start And if I can't live it Well I guess I'll watch it from afar You are warm and you are happy You are safe, at least I hope And I'm just trying I'm just trying I'm just trying Not to trample on the orchids…
On Episode Nine, Matt continues being Home Alone 2: Lost in New York and targets the most famous New York M&M vendor. Heather Edgley joins us to get us thinking objectively! Our Music: The Narcissist Cookbook Bug Hunter and our brand-new discord is here -- SPOILERS FOR THIS EPISODE BELOW -- ----------------- Challenge: "From the perspective of an inanimate object" ----------------- BUG'S SONG Title: Sammy Lyrics: I am Sensitive, I know I get riled up at the smallest things and start screaming at the top of my lungs I am working on it but my job is very stressful Holy shit is that a frozen pizza? Time to cry my eyes out, out of my mind with self-doubt doubt you could live without me me? I defend you proudly cause I'm your last protector Hi, my name is Sammy, I'm your over-sensitive smoke detector Any locality may by ordinance require that smoke alarms be installed in any building containing one or more dwelling units in accordance with the uniform statewide building code in other words: you need me I know you're all frustrated by my beeping but where there's smoke, there's fire so where there might be smoke there MIGHT be fire ok I'll work on it but you've cooked that egg for 20 seconds!!! Time to cry my eyes out, out of my mind with self-doubt doubt you could live without me, me? I defend you proudly I am your last protector Hi, my name is Sammy, I'm your over-sensitive smoke detector They say when God opens a door he must also open a door on the other side of the room just one door will not stop me from yelling That's just how airflow works that's just a little physics tip for you inside a song inside a music podcast but to calm me down... I just need... HER Celia, Celia, Twirl for me love no concealing how I'm feeling when I watch from above Celia, Celia, this never gets old they've learned to turn you on first before they look at the stove Celia, Celia... the Ceiling Fan Celia, Celia... the Ceiling Fan (They're making bacon and I can't even fake a beep-beep because of you, Celia) (It may be my low battery that's talking they ain't changing me 'till Autumn, Oh Celia) (Learn good habits, change those batteries on daylight saving time, for realia) (and while you're at it change your air filters too, basic home maintenance, celia) ----------------- MATT'S SONG Title: No Visitors Lyrics: no one visits me here but you i wish i could give you a little something in return under the silt, rocks and pillars of breezeblocks i was a queen once just like you in a temple on top of a hill on the rim of the woods and you want ask me something i can tell yeah i used to tell them stories in the vapour choking air and they kept me round because i told them what they want to hear now i call it like i see it so they took my crown away and i don't talk that much anymore these days cause no one visits me here but you no one visits me here but you tell me what do you see in me nobody's looked at me like you look at me for apollo knows how long i thought i needed fable and theatre for you trust me much at all but i guess a temple is wherever you go to find your god and you want to ask me something i can tell you don't need to keep your worries to yourself…
On Episode Eight, our heroes get mentally prepared for the long road ahead. Robert Evans from Behind The Bastards gives us a prompt that make us one with the road, and Matt moves to Times Square. Our Music: The Narcissist Cookbook Bug Hunter and our brand-new discord is here -- SPOILERS FOR THIS EPISODE BELOW -- ----------------- Challenge: "Driving so long you become one with the road" ----------------- BUG'S SONG Title: On The Morning Commute Lyrics: On the Morning Commute Sing along with the tune I can throw on a podcast, a radio broadcast all the things I can do on the morning commute The beginning of the day is easy, I have a list of tasks to do Get up, brush teeth, make toast, eat toast, make bed, don't eat bed get dressed (required), comb hair (that one is optional) plenty of structure... and likewise my work day is a breeze between meetings that should have been emails and emails that protect me from meetings I am stimulated all day, left and right and from every corner of my cubicle, a beautiful hectic chaos that keeps my mind racing and taken up with TODO's but its that half hour in between... that damn morning commute Sing along with the tune I can throw on a podcast, a radio broadcast all the things I can do on the morning commute You know, we don't use what scientists call our "Active" brain when we drive? It's why we can hold conversations with passengers (or illegally as I found out, on cell phones) or completely space out and realize 10 minutes and 12 miles down the road And thats where you find me. Nowhere to run. Can't even use my hands to defend myself No amount of NPR or Arianna Grande can drown you out no crosswords to keep my attention locked down, and you know it You say "haha! your melatonin might've saved you last night, but you're legally locked into conciousness now, 30 minutes locked in a Mazda with nothing to properly stop ya, so you should buckle up bud, I've come here to haunt ya So I snuck out last night and went to town like the Grinch of Suburbia Climbing every traffic light and shaking the red and yellow glitter out of each one, flipping every stop sign around to it's "Go-Side", a couple well-place cones and now we have TWO northbound freeways and everyone else going south can just use waze or something Because I am getting this over with I painted over all the lane dividers on the way to work and had enough black paint leftover to paint a tunnel on a cliff as a shortcut to shave off another seven minutes... funny, isn't it? It took a drive to make me learn my limits ----------------- MATT'S SONG Title: White Line Lyrics: low fuel light's been on for days i haven't seen another car since i passed petrol station must have a week or more i punched in your address but i don't think i remember you objects in the mirror disappear as they slip out of view i haven't stopped the car in so long i can't even tell leave it long enough you turn in to somebody else…
There's no other way to say this. Episode Seven is a special dark episode of Jam Mechanics. If you want to blame someone, blame Sam Damask of Grand Commander for his prompt! But we still have fun, and you will, too! Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt (The Narcissist Cookbook) and Bug (Bug Hunter) where we are challenged to write a song demo from scratch every episode. If you'd like downloadable files for this episode (and the demos we showed off), you can go to our Bandcamp or website to pay-what-you-want to support us! Our Music: The Narcissist Cookbook Bug Hunter and our brand-new discord is here -- SPOILERS FOR THIS EPISODE BELOW -- ----------------- Challenge: "Resisting the Urge to inflict harm on someone who has wronged you" ----------------- BUG'S SONG Title: Not Your Fault, Kid Lyrics: It's not your fault, kid, I still love you you're my baby brother It's not your fault, kid, I still love you you're my baby brother I had a family: mom, dad, dog and and backyard my own room a guitar I was stuck on "F" and I couldn't get past it and now I think it's stuck in the attic or at dad's place, or maybe the storage box that he got when he got kicked out and that just happened to be, just happened to be when you came around It's not your fault, kid, I still love you you're my baby brother It's not your fault, kid, I still love you you're my baby brother but mom won't love you, so I hope that yours does you've got her eyes, what a shortcut and our dad's smile that I've barely seen yet at least its absent every other weekend when I'm dropped off and lobbed in the corner spot on a cot set up in your room how'd this happen to me, this happened to me because because of you It's not your fault, kid, I still love you you're my baby brother It's not your fault, kid, I still love you you're my... but you're not a text on his phone left unguarded you're not a hotel charged to the family card you're not even them caught in the act, you were 9 months past now you can't be ignored or talked out you just happen to be, just happen to be the proof that knocked us down If I seem shut down and muted thats just what I've found is easiest but I've changed so much can't tell what's me and what's now ship of theseus If I seem shut down and muted thats just what I've found is easiest but I've changed so much can't tell what's me and what's now ship of theseus It's not your fault, kid, I still love you you're my baby brother ----------------- MATT'S SONG Title: The Family Dog Lyrics: okay are you done i've been over here biting my tongue let me just catch my breath really swill this blood around let it get into every gap in between my teeth every cavity from the years of sweetness you forcefed me i swallowed it all with a thank you and smile not so pretty anymore am i what's the matter baby, you look like you got your face chewed off by the family dog I'm only playing, and it's cute that you Think this is really the worst I could do I never know what I can chew until I've bitten it off So make your next move Carefully Don't set off my instincts Oh the things I could say light the fuse on the bomb in your brain Give a wink Take a bow And let you take the win walk away when the fuse burns down in a year from now it'd blow and your skull would be hollowed out I know you better than anyone ever has I know how to take you down But I won't not so pretty anymore am i what's the matter baby, you look like you got your face chewed off by the family dog I'm only playing, and it's cute that you Think this is really the worst I could do I never know what I can chew until I've bitten it off So make your next move Carefully Don't set off my instincts…
On Episode 6 we get tripped up on cantrips before Joshua David MG gives us a songwriting prompt that'll make you ask: Did they just write the songs of the summer??? If you'd like downloadable files for this episode (and the demos we showed off), you can go to our Bandcamp or website to pay-what-you-want to support us! and our brand-new discord is here Challenge: "Did I just write the song of the summer???" ----------------- BUG'S SONG Title: Loud and Clear Lyrics: You're playin' DJ on our road trip and my ears are going numb It's taking every bit of patience not to mute it with my thumb maybe pretend that it malfunctioned and I'll fix it when we stop but then you say "this one's my favorite" and you crank the volume knob Why do you like this stuff, I haven't got a clue what made a middle class big city girl like only country tunes you don't square dance in your Daisy Dukes or line up in your boots and you you ain't ever seen the inside of a country town saloon I've tried to give it all a chance, I promise you I did but I can't tell when one song ends and when the next hit song begins twenty minutes in... lets just call it what it is every hit song of the summer sounds a little bit like this: a big bar crowd sing-a-long a four-chord kinda country song where the chorus always mentions beer and the title, the title hits loud and clear Its always so repetitive, they've got nothing to say every aspect is generic, every lyric feels cliché I respect the men and women and the instruments they play but the hacks that they are backing have put all their skills to waste cause the stars are all so similar, so handsome, could it be another well-connected white boy up and moved to Tennessee Has a network out in Nashville, plays a chord or two or three add a fourth and ride a horse and you can end up on TV singin' But did you ever think... [See website for remaining lyrics!] ----------------- MATT'S SONG Title: Comparing Yourself to a Sillhouette Lyrics: Amelia was born on a saturday night in the heat of july in the heart of america and while the city slept, her mother showed her the sky and speckles of starlight settled on her eyes and little Amelia Earhart knew one day she would fly No that's not what happened Can someone tell me why we obsessively mythologise real people, real lives like this Like no one truly exists unless they live between the lines of a fairy story someone writes? Is it not enough for someone just to have lived, you know? And to have lived extraordinarily? Amelia 'melia, please Come back to earth some time I'm dangling here by a wire And it doesn't feel like flying. Do you think jesus understood that it wasn't enough to be a good man? To be wise and patient and kind? Do you think he knew that in order for his message to outlive him he would have to be canonised, and to be canonised he would have to die before his time? Or was that narrative thrust upon him Against his will By a disciple who loved the message more than the man And who knew that humans don't trust humans We trust gods And so this all too human friend of his would have to Whether he wanted to or not Become a god Or be forgotten And here I am, trying to be the best version of me that I can Comparing myself to these silhouettes who In the way they're presented at least Didn't exist Thinking that because I don't have a narrative Because you couldn't project my story on the screen That somehow makes me less real And the thing is I don't think I'm accepting that I think i'm trying to turn myself into a story To see myself as I see them As only a silhouette…
On Episode 5, we record an episode in the same room for the FIRST TIME EVER. Come listen to us reminisce about the tour with PapaBug and rank all our favorite moments (Bug even reveals his favorite fan!!). Oh, and we write some songs, too! Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt (The Narcissist Cookbook) and Bug (Bug Hunter) where we are challenged to write a song demo from scratch every episode. If you'd like downloadable files for this episode (and the demos we showed off), you can go to our Bandcamp or website to pay-what-you-want to support us! Our Music: The Narcissist Cookbook Bug Hunter and our brand-new discord is here -- SPOILERS FOR THIS EPISODE BELOW -- ----------------- Challenge: "Get Ranked" ----------------- BUG'S SONG Title: First and Second Lyrics: I wanna tell all my friends about you to tell my mom, who will tell my dad to find the best damn parts about this and celebrate the things I have... but I can't When I was kid at the dinner table my parents would make us make a thankful list the top 3 things about our day and I was always just the worst at this Some days it was simple but most days it was difficult my disposition leaned a bit more pessimist than typical its hard to get excited, like if life finds out I like it I will lose it, yeah its stupid and its superstitious So when you ask me the top 3 things I love about this, I still freeze up I probably look like a well-fed snake as I choke so hard on that softball toss I should just say "hell with it", maybe just embellish it "your laugh, your eyes, your smile" but I know I'm barely sellin it its hard to get excited, if life finds out I like it I will lose it, yeah its stupid, I just wanna tell all my friends about you to tell my mom, who will tell my dad to find the best damn parts about this and celebrate the things I have... but I can't Why am I like this? Why can't I admit everything's going well Why do I hide it? Hide all my joy in this bone-colored shell So I thought and I thought of my top 3 but its something I just couldn't do so here's my top 2... I'm tellin all my friends about you I told my mom (who told my dad) So here's the top 2 parts about this love they're the first and second half I'm tellin all my friends about you you told your mom I'm not thar bad So here's the top 2 parts about this love they're the first and second half the top 2 parts about this love is the first and second, the first and second half ----------------- MATT'S SONG Title: The Great Pacific Garbage Patch Lyrics: I listed all my flaws in order Starting from the least of them The ones you might not even notice Bedbugs scattering for cover when the light goes on i just react, it isn't evidence of sentience or anything like that miseryguts shut up inside my castle overweight and undersentimental manic phases, chronic depression what a shame that no one will ever... I listed all my flaws in order So you'd know what to expect The ones that chafe your soul Until the day your perfect patience starts to crack i am a rock i am an island i'm the great pacific garbage patch forget about forgetting your birthday i won't remember your first name constantly expecting the worst so i can say that i saw it coming miseryguts shut up inside my castle overweight and undersentimental manic phases, chronic depression what a shame that no one will miss him…
On Episode 4, we get some Bug lore and catchup with our friend Spence Hood . This award-revoking episode covers the full spectrum -- from cowboy to vampire Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt (The Narcissist Cookbook) and Bug (Bug Hunter) where we are challenged to write a song demo from scratch every episode. If you'd like downloadable files for this episode (and the demos we showed off), you can go to our Bandcamp or website to pay-what-you-want to support us! Our Music: The Narcissist Cookbook Bug Hunter and our brand-new discord is here -- SPOILERS FOR THIS EPISODE BELOW -- ----------------- Challenge: "Your Nobel Prize has been revoked because..." ----------------- BUG'S SONG Title: Dynamite Lyrics: There's gold in them there hills, get your shovels and dig! we're sittin on a jackpot that'll make us all rich if we just stick to our lot and never give up our spot we can give our kids lives not a one of us got Pack it once, check it twice, pack it in, pack it tight light the fuse, time to move, hit the BOOM... dynamite But boys we got company... they only come out at night leave no trace on the dead but a couple of bites there's no telling where they came from, or got here or why and now they're swarming the hills but they were never invited and our mines are getting drained while we sleep in our tents if we send out a scout we never see 'em again they won't duel us at noon or try to fight us like men but they don't like the sun, so we'll bring it to them [Chorus] Ah, well I'll be damned, looks like we found a weak spot, guys I guess their fangs don't work when their brains get fried I might've guessed that fact, now they're the ones surprised as we scatter the bats before the sun can rise But they ain't dead yet, I guess technically they're undead yes but you get what I'm settin: there's a few left yet and our side is still dwindlin', we've too lost friends some of the best damn cowboys you'd ever met I've got one last stick that I've yet to light i gotta bait the rest out, hit the timing just right cause our guns don't work, devil knows we've tried here they come, here's my shot here's your nobel prize ----------------- MATT'S SONG Title: Peek at the Ending Lyrics: so listen we've been talking this machine that you've been building's got a problem that we couldn't foresee i guess we all sometimes get blinded by the miracles of science, but we should have looked before we leaped we're not saying you're not gifted, or that you didn't deserve it, this award that's sitting on your desk but it's bad for the brand to be attached to man who found a way to predict everyone's death what do you mean i'll hydroplane on the highway skid and careen into a toyota camry why would you say that when i'm trying to help you that's pretty fucked up man i don't know what to tell you would you wanna know how you're gonna goooooo if you like to peek at the ending way before time let me recommend my machine it's still in beta and the patent is pending check the whiteboard, cause i've been workshopping a name DEATH THING you know what, no wrong answers hello sir are you the creator of the thingamabob that everybody's talking about you know the whatchamacallit, the thing that fits in your pocket, THE DEATHALISER why are you writing that down it seems like the readings that it's reeling out are really not quite as accurate as you make them sound everyone in the city got the same exact reading and now everybody's trying to leave town what do you mean evaporate in a bomb blast become a shadow and a pile of pure are why would it say that, i'm trying to help you that's pretty fucked up man i don't know what to tell you would you wanna know how you're gonna goooooo [Chorus] DOOM KNOWER DEMISE DEVICE THE FATE MATRIX listen i'd love to hire a marketing team to do this but i've lost like all my funding recently…
It's Episode Three! We chat food (and pizza knives) with Jesse Gallaway and write two not-in-a-lifetime song demos! Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt (The Narcissist Cookbook) and Bug (Bug Hunter) where we are challenged to write a song demo from scratch every episode. If you'd like downloadable files for this episode (and the demos we showed off), you can go to our Bandcamp or website to pay-what-you-want to support us! Our Music: The Narcissist Cookbook Bug Hunter and our brand-new discord is here and follow us on Instagram, YouTube, etc! Please share the show (and our music) with friends! -- SPOILERS FOR THIS EPISODE BELOW -- ----------------- Challenge: Not in this lifetime ----------------- BUG'S SONG Title: Crickets and Silence Lyrics: I'm just a little guy, a little wooden guy a little puppet I know you know, you know how this story goes I was a little guy, a little wooden guy but I'm a real boy now and I am finding out that nothing could prepare me. I'm like Peter Parker's Pediatrician (in over my head and I admit it) with human flesh and skin and all the mess that comes with it I was young and dumb and now I'm stuck Dad, can you come pick me up?? I'm just a little guy, a little human guy applying bandages to manage, so damn easy to damage it that little wooden guy, that tough skinned kid could take a hit and keep running, this fragile man I'm becoming misses his 80-grit blanklet and the ocean right outside of my bedroom and making choices just to see where they led to but now adventures are a threat to every moment I get I look around for guidance, our bravest days behind us we'll never be so bold again, with mortal bones and fragile skin no I didn't expect to find this, it's like Willy Wonka's Wine Cellar yeah, I guess I should've known better should've known that growing up is forever but we can't go back I look around for guidance, our bravest days behind us we'll never be so bold again, with mortal bones and fragile skin I look around for guidance, but all I hear is crickets and silence ----------------- MATT'S SONG Title: The Nature of Forms Lyrics: When the space between the spaces starts to strain When the puzzle pieces bend and don't quite fit in the same way When the molecules that make us lose their charge and break apart under the weight When the North star doesn't point north anymore When the constellations drift and leave us stranded on the shore When the suns have all gone supernova, freeze and then retreat into their cores If there is an after that comes after the before If after all of everything there's just a little something more And after all our time together we're both still on board What if plato had a point about ideals If the nature of a form is born in an elysian field And the parts of us that we call i could maybe one day recollide somewhere Then I will find you where ananke wound the spool At the source of all the rivers, at the end of all the worlds In the wreckage of the species, I will question every beast residing there If there is an after that comes after the before If there's some truth to all the stories I have mocked and sneered and scorned And after all our time together on this earth we're both still on board…
On Episode Two, we catch up with Bug Hunter's drummer Kyle Hodgkinson to talk about college hijinks -- and get a couple of song prompts! Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt (The Narcissist Cookbook) and Bug (Bug Hunter) where we are challenged to write a song demo from scratch every episode. If you'd like downloadable files for this episode (and the demos we showed off), you can go to our Bandcamp or website to pay-what-you-want to support us! Our Music: The Narcissist Cookbook Bug Hunter and our brand-new discord is here and follow us on Instagram, YouTube, etc! Please share the show (and our music) with friends! -- SPOILERS FOR THIS EPISODE BELOW -- ----------------- Challenge: Change one letter of one of the other's song ----------------- BUG'S SONG Title: Both Lyrics: Dear captain Stanley I hope this note finds me well I hope you're reading this tomorrow from inside my empty cell the bars won't budge at all and all the guards they watch me well oh Captain Stanley I just really have to say after I dodged you in dubai and cleared your checkpoint in LA I began to thing that you just liked to watch me get away which you'll be doing... Soon as I get this door unlocked well as soon as I get this bar removed or as soon as I bribe this guard outside I'm finally screwed! My Game to lose I was the best there ever was at what I did (but so were you) I'm finally screwed! I have no chance I am the fattest, slowest rat in a castle full of cats It came down to freedom or to gold I got caught 'cause I tried to choose both Oh captain Stanley I think you have proved your point this staring contest through the bars won't serve a purpose in this joint and the sniper pointed at me, well, is certainly a choice but Captain Stnaley you seem to forget There's a reason there's 100 million bounty on my head all the governments have sought me but no one has claimed me yet so as soon as I (pow!) well maybe if I (ping!) uh... oh... noooooo I'm finally screwed! Here comes the noose I was the best there ever was at what I did (but so were you) I'm finally screwed! I had my chance Now I'm the fattest, slowest rat in a castle full of cats A final fatal path forked in my road I got caught 'cause I tried to choose both ------------ MATT'S SONG Title: Piano Beacher Lyrics: driftwood body and razorclam keys sea glass pedals and mica dust shimmer and shine come sing with me i want to break you open like a scallopshell figure out what makes you sound so beautiful all i know are the simplest chords triads fifths and rootnotes, but you make them more come sing with me i want to peer inside you with a microscope you washed up here from god only knows where in perfect tune and i can't bear to not understand things so here i go once again you think i'd have learned it by now man some things shouldn't be figured out and by peeking behind every curtain you find sometimes you see what you shouldn't some remedies don't need a hammer some mysteries don't have an answer but when all you have is a scalpel then everything looks like a cadaver driftwood body and razorclam keys beach piano, all covered in seaweed and salt come sing with me i want to crack you open just to see your pearl i want to learn what makes you sound so beautiful you washed up here from god only knows where in perfect tune and i can't bear to not understand things so here i go once again you think i'd have thought to correct it you can't keep the frog and dissect it by cutting the guts out of everything all you get is blood on the carpet some remedies don't need a hammer some mysteries don't have an answer but when all you have is a scalpel then everything looks like a cadaver…
And. We. Are. Back! Jam Mechanics returns for season 2 with our first guest prompter (Our longtime collaborator and artist, DeepBlueInk !). In our first episode back we reveal the fate of Jam Mechanics Mansion (Castle?) and reflect on the ocean that separates our two co-hosts Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt (The Narcissist Cookbook) and Bug (Bug Hunter) where we are challenged to write a song demo from scratch every episode. If you'd like downloadable files for this episode (and the demos we showed off), you can go to our Bandcamp or website to pay-what-you-want to support us! Our Music: The Narcissist Cookbook Bug Hunter and our brand-new discord is here and follow us on Instagram, YouTube, etc! Please share the show (and our music) with friends! -- SPOILERS FOR THIS EPISODE BELOW -- ----------------- Challenge: Transatlanticism ----------------- BUG'S SONG Title: Agamemnon Lyrics: I am aboard the Agamemnon, we are laying down a line It's gonna cross the ocean floor, the greatest project of our time A telegraph from Newfoundland will reach the Irish Shores but by by the time this note arrives you will not love me anymore I am aboard the Agamemnon, laying cables in the sea For the purpose of the president to parley with the queen As for me, I've got this letter that I'll send you in the morn but by the time this note arrives you will not love me anymore You will not love me by the time you read this note You told me you would wait if I had to go I keep your photo in a locket to remind me of my home but while aboard the Agamemnon I have so much time to dream of a world where I can reach you with no middle-man between And maybe when we're done I'll get my turn, as a reward but I never got that chance, now you don't love me anymore When I made it to Niagara, you didn't love me anymore You will not love me by the time you read this note You told me you would wait if I had to go I think of you so often with no way to let you know This is only the beginning, this simple cable in the sea Soon we'll have radios and satellites and waves we cannot see No one'll know the pain of loving one they cannot reach I'd commandeer the Agamemnon and I'd sail it back to shore it's just a faster way to learn that you don't love me anymore so I'll keep laying this cable for the lovers not yet born so that they may never hear "No, I don't love you anymore" ---------- MATT'S SONG Title: The Tollbooth Lyrics: When Britain's national health service was launched in 1948 it set sail in the wake of the second world war when the country's citizens the upper and lower classes both the rich and the desperately poor had served together, side by side and the ones who survived the horrors came home demanding to no surprise more we did not fight, they said in our millions just for things to return to the way they were we didn't die they said in our hundreds of thousands just to save a country where the leading cause of death is poverty and perhaps for the first time in british history the aristocrats and the working class agreed on something largely that arming the nation and teaching them how to fight and die for what they believe in makes their demands somewhat more convincing and so barely three years after the soldiers had come home on july 5th, 1948 the british health system was torn out by the follicles and rebuilt in a new vision that it would be free at point of service, that no one, NO ONE, would be turned away or trapped into debt by lack of personal means that it would be available to everyone who walked through the doors of a hospital or a GP's office and that the well off wouldn't be able to skip the queue this was radical beyond comprehension a truly universal healthcare system doctors across the nation barred their doors and hired personal security ... [Out of room! For full lyrics, visit www.jammechanics.com]…
The Bug Hunter & The Narcissist Cookbook US tour kicks off in June 2024! You can find all the ticket dates and links right here: https://bughunterbug.com/collections/bug-hunter-and-the-narcissist-cookbook-2024-tour We'll be back for SEASON 2 shortly -- Put May 20, 2024 on your calendar! The Jam Mechanics are coming back! If you missed our theme song drop, Art is for Amateurs is on Spotify! Make sure to follow us on Spotify , Instagram , Youtube , and hit our website to get downloads of all of our songs so far!…
SEASON ONE IS DONE! Let's Celebrate by discussing YOUR favorites (and least favorites), taking audience questions, and showing off some old demos to put Jam Mechanics demos into perspective! Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt (The Narcissist Cookbook) and Bug (Bug Hunter) where we challenge each other to write a song demo from scratch every episode. If you'd like downloadable files for this episode (and the demos we showed off), you can go to our Bandcamp or website to pay-what-you-want to support us! Our Music: The Narcissist Cookbook Bug Hunter and our brand-new discord is here and follow us on Instagram, YouTube, etc! Please share the show (and our music) with friends!…
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