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AnacruSiri
01:40
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Bat Shit Crazy
04:21
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Left my front door open
For only just a minute
Distracted for an instant
Suddenly my living room you were in it
Nervous maniacal laughter
Turning on heel pacing back and forth
Finally I instantly recognized you as our neighbor to the North
They run some kinda halfway house
For the mentally unstable, - there's no cure
I've always preferred my insanity pure
Now please tell me one thing for sure
Are you crazy, or are you Bat Shit Crazy?
To come so far and then stop short
To me just seems kinda lazy
Are you crazy, or are you Bat Shit Crazy ?
Halfway through the killing spree
The details get kinda hazy
Well, I've always had a crazy ray
Maybe you can feel it now?
It shines right out of my Third Eye
When you see it you'll say 'WOW"
And I thought I had it under control
But it must be something in my soul that screams
"HEY CRAZY GUY! I UNDERSTAND!
I'M ON YOUR SIDE!
But if you put aside your crown and scepter
Turn off your galactic connector
Turn on your dimensional director
You'll see its only Fresno deep inside
You'll see its only Fresno deep inside you
In your crazy Bat Shit guano
(I know that's redundant )
All sorts of good things grow
I looked at you for inspiration when I created my Fresno show
The places that we've gone together by myself I could never go
But about your degree of derangement
I'd really like to know
Are you crazy, or are you Bat Shit Crazy
To come so far and then stop short
To me just seems kinda lazy
Are you crazy, or are you Bat Shit Crazy?
Halfway through the killing spree
The details get kinda hazy
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AnacruSiri Clovis
00:05
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4. |
Clovis
06:55
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Fresno's got a cancer
It's on our Northeast end
They act like they're some good ol' boys
But they're really notch your friend
Oh at first it seems so harmless
As it starts to lure you in
Ol'timey charm, down on the farm
But that starts to wear real thin
Cause just below the surface
A bein backwards fifty years
Is a lily white Tea Party culture
That propagates racial fears
Buckle a the Bible Belt
Grandchildren of Confederates
Well they're a lot like folks in Fresno
Who think that liberals are degenerates
Now, they're used to be
An undeveloped buffer
That separated the cities like a gate
But nowadays you're steppin in it
Before you know it, it's too late
When the signs turn brown
You should just turn around
Don't go to Clovis
Oh they love to wear big hats there
You know, they do it up for days
(THEY HAVE A WEEKEND EVENT CALLED " Big Hat Days", ok, get it? )
They got a big ginormous rodeo
That celebrates western ways
And they laugh about rustling Injuns
And the coon hunt of 2007
They use monster trucks for taxis
And they sell ammo at the Circle KKK
That's white, you heard me OKKK
Have you heard about the Butt Drag?
Where they stick two fingers in the anus?
They teach em at the high school
That wrestling move so heinous
For their opponents in the ring
Apparently it really makes em sing
And it's the single defining hallmark
Of their redneck cowboy culture
If you look like you're white
Then you'll probly be all right in the town of Clovis
( I still don't go to Clovis)
If you look like you're black
Then you might not wanna go back to the town a Clovis
I wouldn't go there in the first place
If you look like you're Hispanic
Then you might not wanna go back to the town a Clovis
And they all loathe the likes a me
Get my ass kicked any time for free
That's right in Clovis
Deep Clovis
Never go
No no no
HUH?
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5. |
AnacruSiri Corpse Trench
00:16
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6. |
Corpse Trench
03:42
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Don't cough my way
That's grounds for murder soon someday
Like farting in a crowded elevator
Or sneezing on the buffet
And dude,
You just can't go around sayin everything
That science is trying to tell us is wrong
When you got the news on your "Magic" cell phone
That people are dyin all day long
Cause it's a global pandemic
You really don't get to protest
Or frighten a tiny little virus with a gun
And all your selfishness is truly staggering
And all the damage can't be undone
That's why they're putting in a Corpse Trench
Behind Eyeglass world
Cause otherwise the death stench
Is gonna keep your nose hairs curled
Oh baby I like the way you wash your hands
With that soapy rhythmic jerking
Don't know if you know how sexy that is
But let me tell you baby it's working
How bout you gimme a little stimulus
And I'll shelter in your face
I couldn't care about the consequence of a little Coronavirus case
That mask is making you look so hot
You're such a sexy wench
I wouldn't mind being quarantined
Or piled up next to you
Piled up
Piled up with
Piled up with you
Corpse Trench, Corpse Trench, cuddle on up with me
Corpse Trench, Corpse Trench, for all eternity
These are such difficult times
These are such difficult rhymes
These times are difficult
These rhymes are difficult
These are difficult times
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( this list runs alongside, to the right of the 'these are such difficults ")
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Chaotic
Conspiracy
Covid
Disaster
Contradictory
Distancing
Droplets
Faucci
Hydrochloroquorine
Inept
Isopropyl
Laboratory
Pandemic
Pathogen
Province
Quarantine
Sanitizer
Social
Temperature
Virus
Virulent
Weaponized Ignorance
Wuhan
Zoonotic
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7. |
AnacruSiri Ev'ry Stain
00:05
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8. |
Ev'ry Stain Has A Story
05:56
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Ev'ry Stain Has A Story
Look!
Down at the sidewalk, at the street, or in your soul
Each mark there has a memory, a thousand tales untold
It's a lot like archeology, where the source is so uncertain
It's like opening a window to the past, through a horrible dingy curtain
See beyond the surface
Listen past the din
Feel the harmonic frequencies resonating from within
Flexing your forensics
Sniffing out the scene
Empathing the emotions
Imprinted though unseen
Ev'ry stain has a story
To tell it's tale is obligatory
This is the mark that history has chosen to record
Ev'ry Stain has a story
That makes a perfect allegory
Left a physical commentory
With a little message at the end
Astonish at the anguish
Experience all the ecstasy
Acknowledge all the anger
Re-illuminate all the love to be
Embrace all the embarrassment
Remember all the shame
Recognize your bloody hands and think of who to blame
( I need you to sing louder, I can't hear you.)
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9. |
AnacruSiri Fresno Blues
00:11
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Fresno Blues
04:31
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Well Hey there I’m Brian Kenney Fresno
Fresno’s where I’m from X2
We gotta lotta problems there
butt hay, don’t you go yucking my yum ( That’s my job)
The town is full of railroads
They’re blockin the streets all day
The city planner’s bought and paid for
So you aint got shit to say
They got a lot of gang activity
Gang activity tweakers and sun
If you somehow ever go there
Be sure to take sunscreen and a gun
But don’t you ever think of moving here
Just go back the hell where you come from
The city of Fresno hates you
They’re proving it all day long
I thought this was California
But I can’t get buds for my bong
Regressive by it’s very nature
The isolation is deep
For some it’s an added attraction
For others convenient and cheap
But don’t you ever think of moving here
Just go back the hell where you come from
So if you don’t go to Fresno
You can’t get jacked there and left for dead
And if you don’t go to Fresno
The cops there can’t bust your head
But if you find yourself in Fresno
Just try to remember these things i’m trying to tell you
From the rendering plants of West Fresno
To the suburbs of Woodward Park
There's a twenty year difference in lifespan
From where poodles and pit bulls bark
And drive all the neighbors crazy
While the gangsters are stealing your car
They siphoned some 12 year old gas for it
So you know they won’t get far
—
They wanna steal a single tennis shoe and your plain prescription glasses
Smash your windshield for a cigarette butt
Or expired parking passes
Kype your catalytic converter while they’re jackin your spare tire
Drill drainage holes in your gas tank, set your SUV on fire
Because anything means nothing
Nothing means anything but the meth that’s in their head
Shoot you in the face laughing, leave you lying there, in critical condition
(John Clifton: Shredding harmonica solo while doing "The Worm” is seemingly cancelled, due to the Coronavirus Pandemic of 2020)
From the killing floors of Madera
To the cantaloupe fields of Parlier
( Except the Swedish girls in Kingsburg
and the boobs in their brassier)
I tell you this ain't no Stockton
No Bakersfield or Tulare
You know they call it Fresno
Because it’s really F’n scary
But don’t you ever think of moving here
Just go back the hell where you come from
Unless you’re a refugee or an Immigrant
Then we welcome you with open arms
( Put you to work on our farms)
So hey there San Francisco
Los Angeles and Sacramento too
I say Seattle to San Diego
Portland, you're just a drive on through…
You don’t wanna move to Fresno
You’ve got so much living left to do……
You don’t have to go home, but you can’t stay here.
(Oh my god, he said it...)
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AnacruSiri Google
00:20
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Google
11:00
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Where ya gonna go?
When ya really gotta know
The minutest little detail, let the information flow
It's the king of the companies of the Silicon World
On a mission of conquest banner ads are unfurled
( Gut Doctors in Fresno dot dot dot )
It's a no warrant bit torrent probing of your privacy
Pushing the parameters of expanding technology
Searching for the soul at the center of science-ology
Computer culture causing the complacence of society
Long gone are the days when you had to wonder about anything
When just one place has got the answer to everything
Always awaiting you, never berating you
Friend, confidant, sometime secret lover
Well I don't know where you came from
Or how you ever got off the ground
It's like you suddenly just existed the most powerful around
Who knew I needed an engine to facilitate my search?
Now the Google has landed on its singular lofty perch with the
Google Maps, Google Earth, Google images
Google Mail, Google Forms, Google Docs,
Google it
Google Sheets Google slides, Google Calendar
Google Chrome, Google Plus, Google Play
Google it, Google it
Google Search, Google Hangouts, Google Drive
Google it
Google Wallet, Google Translate, Google Book
Google it Google it
Google Mars, Google Moon, Google Sky
Google it
Google Picasa, Google YouTube, Google TV Remote!
December Twelfth, Twenty Twelve
Well, you made me feel so sad
When you refused to search for internet porn
When I really needed it bad
It's how we met, it's why I ever needed you
Just admit it, my horniness completed you
If it's about morality, gimme a break
It's why they invented the internet, for Christ's sake
Its like when you fall in love with some band
Cause you really live that one song
With the Mexican menu part in the middle
When everyone sang along
But they learn a buncha new songs
And your favorite gets left behind
Like that; to my favorite search words, now you pretend you're blind?
To my brotherhood of perverts you were so unkind
Since the beginning of time mankind has been using internet pornography to unwind
Well, I'd love for you to have a car that drove itself
So you wouldn't be all crashing into me
Artificial's way better than no intelligence
Driving around, that's what I see..
Everyone having such major, major problems
With the analog acoustic kind
Well on one hand, you've got an unblinking eye
The other lane you've got some drunk obnoxious guy
Who's eatin a pizza and watching a movie already as he's
Rockin down the highway
Well, I would rather be in the back seat bonging
Taking a nap, or practicing some songing
Than attempting to tame the tedious traffic just tryin to
Get where we're belonging
I guess before we just sorta drove around
Feelin randomly lucky with the stuff that we found
None of our maps or cameras ever made a sound
Or told us how to get there, or what to do along the way
Oh sure, you've been wrong with the directions that you gave me
But I can't count the times I've looked for you to save me
But now tethered to you keen precision, seems like something's lost....
Life's not such an adventure when you know the cost of everything
And the value of nothing
Studied YouTube videos for the stylistic way you sing
Ancient human tossed aside for a bot algorithm
Timeless priorities shot into uncharted terraschism
Now how's it gonna end?
Will the Google stay your friend?
I don't see us bucking this self enslavement trend
No, no, I'm not some sorta Luddite, or a cold hearted thug
But if I was a Google, I'd smash us all like bugs.
Right after ruining San Francisco....
With, The,
Google Maps, Google Earth, Google images
Google Mail, Google Forms, Google Docs,
Google it
Google Sheets Google slides, Google Calendar
Google Chrome, Google Plus, Google Play
Google it, Google it
Google Search, Google Hangouts, Google Drive
Google it
Google Wallet, Google Translate, Google Book
Google it Google it
Google Mars, Google Moon, Google Sky
Google it
Google Picasa, Google YouTube, Google TV Remote!
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13. |
AnacruSiri One Big Happy
00:13
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14. |
One Big Happy
08:25
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One Big Happy
Your parents voted for Nixon
Thought the whole Watergate thing was fiction
Some sorta liberal, left wing fake news thing
Lost your great uncle on Guam
And your father in Vietnam
You’ve done two tours of Iraq and Afghanistan
Your sister’s an attorney for the ACLU in Frisco
Writes essays on feminism and the misogynistic effects of disco
Your nephews homosexual and your teen is turning trans
You feel your culture’s threatened by these folks from other lands
You feel the world’s gone crazy, and that liberals are lazy
And that atheists are child molesting God haters (?)
But when we’re gathered here, the reigning deity is beer
More powerful than the god that you ignore
So leave all your angry feelings at the door
Just a coupla beers makes room for plenty more
Wait till grandma gets here, lets see what’s in store
I know that we’ll all rise to the occasion, cause we’re
One Big Happy, pissed off family, one big happy
Your cousins in the FBI, you know all they ever did was lie
About their involvement with everything
And who could trust the CIA? My sister always used to say they
Were complicit in the killing of JFK
And then you’ve got the NSA who admitted they were spying
On millions of Americans when they finally got caught lying
So I understand your wariness of giant government scariness
Dark and sinister’s the way these guys have always done things
But no one wants to hear you, it’s so unpleasant to be near you
We’re all trying to escape the stupidity that surrounds us
And the thing that keeps me stupid is being certain that I’m smart
When I'm hangin around with morons it’s hard to tell the two apart
But you know we all try to find some cheer with our bitter enemies over beer
Offering up some fake civility when we’re here…..cause we’re
One Big Happy, pissed off family, one big happy
And by happy I mean miserable, and by family I mean assholes
And by big I mean anything larger than manageable
And you know one might be too much
If you’re pissed off just a touch
Maybe that bitter IPA explains the expression on my face
So look across the room, know your neighbor there despises you
Such unity in your fury, nothing they could do surprises you
It’s the end of understanding, no more fake shake handing, No
Trust is is a luxury given to no one, Ed
No cause for celebration, the death of a great nation
Or at least the closest I ever got to democracy
But the one thing that’s clear is the reason that we’re here
Is to fight with our family and drink a little beer
So leave all your angry feelings at the door
Just a coupla beers makes room for plenty more
Wait till grandpa gets here, let’s see what’s in store
I know that we’ll all rise to the occasion, cause we're
One Big Happy, Pissed Off Family, One Big Happy…...
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15. |
Anacrusiri Resno
00:15
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Resno
10:41
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Resno
The handlebars are turned up on his ten speed bike
He's just the sorta dude all the stoner chicks like
Got no worries no he don't care
He's got a red bandana round his greasy long hair
He's kind of a community dis-organizer
A free and plentiful ill-advisor
With a chamber pipe from the 70's with absolutely unending yield
His name is Resno, and he's got super powers
For getting everyone everywhere loaded
The last one in line the last time he got thousands high
Coughed until his head exploded
I tell you my friend, his pipeload won't end
As it sputters like a volcano of cannabis goo
Legend has it he got the entire KISS concert high
Back in the summer of 82
His eyes are like lasers of unfocused fire
That confuse and disorient all who stare into em
One hit from his pipe and you'll find easy passage
From this, into another time continuum
His one weakness cookies
Severe and all consuming
It's his closest thing to focus
When his pot pipe's finally done fuming
One of them's too many
All of them's not enough
Cookies are like Kryptonite
When Resno's had a puff
His -One- Name is Resno
His -Full- Name is Resno
R- E- S- N- O-!
R- E- S- N- O-!
His hair is all matted and plastered to his face
With a fine sheen of resin that holds it all in place
He's into resin- He's into resin......
No he doesn't wanna smoke any any of your weed
Can't risk a stem or seed
Cooks it and scrapes it
No he never ever vapes it
Bakin cookies all day
He's got a band but they never ever ever play
Anywhere, but he doesn't care
Suggest they practice and you'll get a Looooong and stony stare
He dreams of meetin Ozzy, and he's gonna be a star
Plays random Rush riffs on his resinator guitar
He can't play one whole song through
He just knows the one part
Now Resno lives in Fresno
But you can find him in any town
He's the guy that actually wants
What everyone has the sense to just turn down
Cause with Resno it's recycling
With the rewards to the community
With a staggering social implication
For psychological immunity
From the toxic tar of daily strife
With the final phase of marijuana life
Resno makes the magic happen
With what others just throw away
His -One- Name is Resno
His -Full- Name is Resno
R- E- S- N- O-!
R- E- S- N- O-!
And Resno was his name-o
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18. |
Sometime Is Never
10:59
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What do we want? Something!
When do we want it? Sometime!
We've never been this far into the future before
None is a number
Negative is a space
Nothing is a thing
Nowhere is a place
Never is a time
Back when I was little, I wanted to play the viofiddle, but my Dad said maybe sometime
Then later it was the drums, but this time it was my mums who said, "maybe sometime deah, go ask your fathah”.
Shoot me a text and we'll talk sometime
Let's get together, do lunch sometime
Gimme a call, just come over sometime
We’ll drive out to Delano, do dinner
Sometime is never
Oh you think you sound so clever
But of all the times to put me off to
This one lasts forever
You can’t stack sometime in the corner
Or store it under your bed
No interest when you save it up
You just get apathy instead
Apathy, apathy,
I can’t stand your apathy
(Meanwhile)
Never is also a time
A time we’ll never see
Finally some finality, clear clarity
For what will never be
Never makes you wonder when
When when is right in the word
Never always makes the ambiguity
Of sometime seem so absurd
Sometime in the future Fresno’s air will be pristine
Sometime in the past our nations moral hands were clean
Sometime like today that remains to be seen
Sometime is never, think you see what I mean
Sometime’s also always!
Can you please be more specific?
Why do you only say “ocean”
When you really mean “Pacific”?
Ya know the lapse in your language is a thing I find horrific
If we could actually book a date sometime
That would really just be swell
Or sometime I’ll just see you out there
Sometime we’ll never know when
Sometime we’ll just set in motion
The countdown time to
Sometime Is Never
Sometime is never
Oh you think you sound so clever
But of all the times to put me off to
This one lasts forever
You can’t stack sometime in the corner
Or store it under your bed
No interest when you save it up
You just get apathy instead
Apathy, apathy,
I can’t stand your apathy
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19. |
AnacruSiri Superfun
00:15
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20. |
Superfun
03:58
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Check out the grownups!
They made such a mess
How could they be so dumb,
Can anyone guess?
If you think it's for money, the answer is YES!
They said they were only doing their job
They only wanted to feed their families
They only wanted to bring them joy
They only wanted to buy some special little toys
For all their little girls and boys
So they dumped some heavy metals
And other fun stuff on the ground
Now it's a children's amusement park
That's known for miles around cause it's a
Superfun clean up site
Superfun, clean up!
Superfun clean up site
Superfun clean up, clean up!
Clean up, clean up!
So they took a boat out on the ocean
Just to see what they could see
And they talked to a giant octopus
Who invited them in for tea
And he told them all about his problems
And how there was too much garbage in his garden
And how the water was too warm
Under bigger more frequent storms
And even there in the shade
His whole family was afraid
And a lot of his other fish friends had all " just gone away"
So, at this The Men grew worried
Set about to their tasks in a hurry
Dumped their casks of radioactive slurry
In the octopus's garden, now it's a
Superfun clean up site
Superfun, clean up!
Soon the men grew tired
Of always having so much fun
So they built a rocket ship, with science,
To blast off to the sun
They needed a place in outer space
To incinerate their trash
But the sun got angry
And sent it shooting back to Earth in a flash, now it's a
Superfun clean up site
Superfun, clean up!
I'm just glad we've got you kids to clean it
I'm laughing and joking but I mean it
All the grownups care about's making more money
So I hope you'll all go to college
Where you can learn and share the knowledge
Of how to love and care for the gift that we've all been given
Cause it's a
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21. |
AnacruSiri Toenail Moon
00:26
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Meat. Siri is looking for some fresh meat, not fresh "mead". She was pretty drunk by this point.
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Toenail Moon Saloon
05:37
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When it's hangin in the sky
Like a toenail in your eye
And you need a drink like hell
Sure, ya gonna ring the bell
Sing a different song when the calendar's all wrong
Playin in the band, pumpin poison in the sand
Toenail moon
Toenail Moon Saloon
Seeya all real soon
At The Toenail Moon Saloon
Toenail moon
Toenail Moon Saloon
Gonna ring the brass spittoon
At The Toenail Moon Saloon
When it's
Floating like a Piper
Lookin like a dirty diaper
Cross your windshield like a wiper
With a stink it ain't be riper
Such a chronic viper
Cause you're always feelin hyper
Candy Zebra stripper kypers never hear the sniper
Dirty Diaper Moon
Dirty Diaper Moon Saloon
Fresno in the afternoon
Near the fracking waste lagoon
Dirty Diaper Moon
Dirty Diaper Moon Saloon
We'll be gettin poopy soon at the
Dirty Diaper Moon Saloon
When the
Moon looks like a breast implant
You're like an infant for an instant
And you need a federal grant
Just to feed your elephant
Needing a new rant cause your evidence is scant
Determined like an ant
For a rubber tree potted plant
Breast implant moon
Breast Implant Moon Saloon
Sling it in the brazoon
At the Breast Implant Moon Saloon
Breast implant moon
Breast Implant Moon Saloon
Getcher souvenir balloon
At The Breast Implant Moon Saloon
When it
Jars you to your bones
Cause it's usin all 12 tones
And it drives you to a rage
Cause it's written by John Cage
Wurst thing in your lives
But it's only Charles Ives
You may be a cow wrangler
But you'll hear some Willhelm Furt Wangler
Atonal moon
Atonal Toenail Moon Saloon
Gonna hear some Schoenberg soon
At the atonal toenail moon saloon
Atonal moon
Atonal Toenail Moon Saloon
Listen to some Webern soon
At The Atonal Toenail Moon Saloon
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Brian Kenney Fresno Fresno, California
My name is Brian Kenney Fresno, and I have this super fun solo ROCK show
where I sing modern TALES of urban
legends and epics of the absurd- in a
sing along format, mostly about Fresno Ca, my home town, and everytime I say
"Fresno", everybody eats the raisins and says "WHOOO!" in a group
experience.
It's really fun!
Everybody laughs a lot!
... more
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