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Eyes of the Red Carpet
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Progressive, a bit of a marithon, but in an interesting way. Somewhat cerebral in its musicality, which is approprate to its theme.
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trio, power trio, poetic, original, michael molenda, jimi hendrix, john frusciante, flea, bassline, les claypool, good vocals, lyrics
Define 'three'--the cardinal number that is the sum of one and one and one. This is the three member band, Flychild, filling sonic space effectively. Every show is different due to inspired tangeants, often spontaneous and directed by any one of the three at any given moment when inspiration sets. Flychild is rock/funk/jazz influenced, focus on melody, phrasing, and made rhythmically interesting by balanced collaboration among it's members.
Song Info
Genre
Rock • Rock General
Charts
Peak #685
Peak in subgenre #146
Author
Flychild
Rights
2009 Suitcase 72 productions
Uploaded
January 12, 2009
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MP3 4.3 MB • 128 kbps • 4:41
Story behind the song
This is a sort of elaboration on the creative frame of mind and the things that bring us there. Surfing the convolutions of our white matter, so to speak.
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You caught me hypnotized Red eyes for miles and miles Red circles spinning make an Interesting voodoo vibe Our consciousness unfolds Breaks loose and then collides These are the playthings of our Restless inner voodoo child I'm packing my suitcase This is not my resting place Just give me a call I want to be there when it comes alive It's no secret My red carpet It is magic Can you see it I see you You're all up in my mind Red carpet crossed the line It's hard to know what To do you Think I would look down to find The answer tucked behind The convolutions that you surf upon Are breaking, breaking I'm packing my suitcase This is not my resting place Just give me a call I want to be there when you come alive It's no secret My red carpet It is magic Can I keep it Secret This is the beginning of all things This is where my conscience breathes And i don't know too many other Places like these It's no secret My red carpet It is magic Do you feel it I feel you
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