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Lattergast Hall Symphony
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Folk rock singer/songwriter, unplugged or electric, solo or ensemble.
Hi! This is Charlie B., singer, songwriter, and guitar player for the band Freudian Press. I now play in the band The Sage Experiment. We play the Freudian Press catalog, and more! You can follow me at http://www.facebook.com/sageexperiment Freudian Press started in 1994, performing regularly for audiences in the midwest. The band has gone through a number of line-up changes over the years, and has gone from an acoustic-only band with two hand percussionists to an all-electric band with a set drummer.... all the while featuring both classic rock covers and my original songs. I am a self-taught musician, thus the reason for my playing a right-handed guitar upside-down, as a lefty. I have written and performed more than 50 original songs to date. I am also a published poet, and design and draw posters for Press shows. With a catalog of over 100 cover songs in addition to my original compositions, I'm never lacking material, and have performed in Freudian Press shows that lasted in excess of 5 hours. I am currently still writing, and recording sessions are in the works. The live songs presented on this site were all recording using a hand-held camcorder, and the studio songs were recorded in small home studios or in makeshift basement setups.
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#5,467 in subgenre Peak #4
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Peak #25
Author
Charles Bennett
Rights
1999
Uploaded
October 23, 2004
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MP3 3.5 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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Sir, you do not know the sound of the Lattergast Hall Symphony And I, to refute his words, said "What you know knows none of me" Call for the high road once again Come the day of judgement Where will you be, my friend? I know a whole lot more of nothing than the next guy What he don't know won't hurt him it'd be best to just let him be And I know that two and two make more than five, and sometimes I know a bird in hand Would feel better in a tree I seen for many days the sun refuse to brighten up Too many years have dawned on me to let this one go by And I seen technology on a deluxe twelve inch TV screen Remembering once I met a man I seen on channel three Oh, for a time... remember when A warm summer's night up late again There was magic in the air You could feel it everywhere Couldn't see it, hear it, prove it But it was there... I know the songs of birds Sound different on a Tuesday Than any other day except the third day of the week And I know that sleeping 'neath a ray of golden sunshine Is where he's at, my kitty cat most each day of the week And I seen how life can change and rearrange, yet day to day I see how no one listens or is bright enough to care When I see the sunny day when everyone would lighten up I'll set back down in my good ole' chair And then I'll drink a beer Oh, for a time... remember when A warm summer's night up late again There was magic in the air You could feel it everywhere Couldn't see it, hear it, prove it But it was there Yes, and I know the sound Of the Lattergast Hall Symphony The weeping violins find solace in the lonely song A cello sings The woodwinds bring the chorus in Like a storm slowly rising The thunder like a timpani Ah, how I love the Symphony Call for the high road Once again Come the day of judgement Where will you be My friend?
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