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Patch of Ground
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Folk rock political flute
prog flute cello psychedelic banjo political mandolin sax rock folk pygmy beat
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Folk rock meets blues rock whilst occassionally veering into psychedelic and prog rock.
Pygmy Beat: Terry Berman - vocals, sax, piano, flute, recorder & Catholic guilt; ray cochrane - basses, guitars, bad cello, percussion & Protestant longing; Roland - drums, percussion & digital watches; RAMI - occasional drums; Gerry Steele - frequent lead guitar solos; Greg Loyacano - frequent recent drums Pygmy Beat Augmented: Joe Mizzi - recent vocals Gerry Steele - lead guitar solos; Greg Loyacano - drums ray cochrane - basses, guitars, bad cello, percussion; Pygmy Beat Extended: Patricia Vogelenzang - vocals Erik - Drums & Percussion; Greg Loyacano - Drums & some guitars; Gerry Steele - most lead guitar solos; ray cochrane - basses, guitars, bad cello, percussion; Rob Green - vocals & lead - Listen Like Brian; Trudy Newell - vocals; Casey Wells - vocals. Miriam & I: Miriam Webb - vocals, arrangements & good cello. ray cochrane - bass, guitar, bad cello, percussion & arrangements. Roland - hand punched programmed drums. The Newlings: Eric Drabwell - vocals, guitars ray cochrane - bass, guitars, cello Bandi - drums
Song Info
Genre
Rock • Folk Rock
Charts
Peak #127
Peak in subgenre #6
Author
Berman Cochrane
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Berman Cochrane
Uploaded
August 15, 2006
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MP3 3.7 MB • 128 kbps • 4:02
Story behind the song
But wait - there's more. RAMI has done the deed & thumped excellent tubs all over our little tune. Enjoy a true thunper in action. A little ditty about the truly remarkable 1st family of the Phillipines - The marcos' regime & their moore's compared to the less exotic wants of the unlanded.
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Thousands of hectares put down to tobacco Thousands more to sugar cane too Work the soil & miss the harvest Exports rising good profits in view. Modelled on Big Brother Land of the free Devil's Peak held up by selfish hierarchy Under her bed there're pairs of shoes, A president & Electric Blue. A patch of Ground is all that's needed To compensate for being short changed Back at home trouble braids unheeded. Pilgrims at scared sites, hypocrites deranged. Paperboard houses like decks of cards Discreetly out of view from 5 star backyards They can't stop the rabble from crowding the streets & hounding all the tourists that they meet. The military complain All of the way Said the crux of the thing was inability to pay The systems fine, just needs a little tuning Bandaids over gangrene Cadaver like grooming. One way ticket on the marriage express Passports to fame and fortune no less Age and size and creed no barrier To a brand new life her dreams will carry her. Fate decided the colour of change Time and place spontaneously arranged It was hard to tell if behind the scenes String were being pulled for the American Dream
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