This is our most unhinged ep 5 yet. We talk superpowers, dark web librarians, and how to recognize when your favorite podcast is incapable of putting out a bad episode.
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 to download the demos: Bandcamp or website
Our Music:
The Narcissist Cookbook
Bug Hunter
-- SPOILERS BELOW --
--Bug's Song--
Title: Richard Noir
Prompt: Structural Integrity and Failure -> 9/11 -> The War on Terror
Lyrics:
The names ichard, like Richard with No R
I was 2 minutes from flying the coop when
some little bird wanders in out the rain
looking for help
She goes on and on about a strange man
that's popped up in her families neighborhood
she's clearly traveled a long ways for my help
I can tell from her plumage she ain't from 'round here
Whats a rural bird doing so far from home
I ain't got time for bird-house calls
I've never been an early bird but even I know that no good
ever comes from staying out this late
But then she drops the crucial detail that stops me in my tracks
"he ain't moved in a week"
hmm, that is interesting. Anyone who knows anything about man
knows that they are fidgety and quick -- always on the move
Maybe its time to see what happens when this unstoppable force
meets an immovable object
So me and the little bird fly back to her home in the sticks
little farm just west of cityville and we set up an old-fashioned stake out
And sure as sunshine, this ain't no wild goose chase
Theres a man towering over the corn field
Her first instinct is to bury her head in the dirt but
I've crapped on enough statues to know that nothing was ever
gonna get this beast to give chase
That's a scare crow, ya scared crow.
tell your scared folks to be scared no more
this rare foe couldn't hurt a sparrow, ya know?
With that I left her in the rain,
another mystery solved
She shouts after me:
How can I ever repay you, Richard??
I say: It's Ichard, Noir!
-- Matt's Song --
Title: Poison Ivy
Prompt: Magia Naturalis -> Poison -> Poison Ivy
Lyrics:
So you're walking through the woods in the US of A
Got your booty shorts on like you do every day
You get your bare feet rocking, letting the dogs hang out
You got your shirt off too cause it's 100 degrees
Berry picking cause you got a hunger to feed
this is what being free is all about
You're kicking through the forest out on your own
If you remember one thing then remember this poem
If you see three leaves better let it be
cause it's poison ivy
So you're hiking through Australia to a beauty spot
You ain't wearing nothing but your booty shorts
Just you and the sand and the sun on the back of your neck
When out of the corner of your eye
You see a little windy cunt, a slithering guy
You can cross his path or you can turn around and head back
You're kicking through the outback out on your own
If you remember one thing then remember this poem
If the red touches yella, it'll kill a fella
That's a fackin coral snake
So you're picking through the wreckage of humanity's hubris
You've found a stockpile of salt and canned food
Filling your pockets as much as your booty shorts will allow
Your saliva glands ache at the sight of this meal
When up the back of your neck runs a shivering thrill
There is something amiss, a presence malignant and foul
So you're kicking through the deadzone out on your own
If you remember one thing then remember this poem
If it bleeds black flies, best cover your eyes
If it smells like sulphur, don't let it touch ya
If it burns with cold fire, free your heart from desire
Those are lucifer's heralds
Baby it's as easy as 1 2 3
My mnemonics got you jogging all your memories
If you see three leaves better let it be
cause it's poison ivy
