S2E3: What's Your Jam, Amoeba?

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It's Episode Three! We chat food (and pizza knives) with ⁠Jesse Gallaway⁠ and write two not-in-a-lifetime song demos!

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

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-- SPOILERS FOR THIS EPISODE BELOW --
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Challenge: Not in this lifetime
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BUG'S SONG
Title: Crickets and Silence
Lyrics:
I'm just a little guy, a little wooden guy
a little puppet I know you know, you know how this story goes
I was a little guy, a little wooden guy
but I'm a real boy now and I am finding out

that nothing could prepare me. I'm like Peter Parker's Pediatrician
(in over my head and I admit it)
with human flesh and skin and all the mess that comes with it

I was young and dumb and now I'm stuck
Dad, can you come pick me up??

I'm just a little guy, a little human guy
applying bandages to manage, so damn easy to damage it
that little wooden guy, that tough skinned kid
could take a hit and keep running, this fragile man I'm becoming

misses his 80-grit blanklet and the ocean right outside of my bedroom
and making choices just to see where they led to
but now adventures are a threat to every moment I get

I look around for guidance, our bravest days behind us
we'll never be so bold again, with mortal bones and fragile skin

no I didn't expect to find this, it's like Willy Wonka's Wine Cellar
yeah, I guess I should've known better
should've known that growing up is forever
but we can't go back

I look around for guidance, our bravest days behind us
we'll never be so bold again, with mortal bones and fragile skin
I look around for guidance, but all I hear
is crickets and silence
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MATT'S SONG
Title: The Nature of Forms
Lyrics:
When the space between the spaces starts to strain
When the puzzle pieces bend and don't quite fit in the same way
When the molecules that make us lose their charge and break apart under the weight

When the North star doesn't point north anymore
When the constellations drift and leave us stranded on the shore
When the suns have all gone supernova, freeze and then retreat into their cores

If there is an after that comes after the before
If after all of everything there's just a little something more
And after all our time together we're both still on board

What if plato had a point about ideals
If the nature of a form is born in an elysian field
And the parts of us that we call i could maybe one day recollide somewhere

Then I will find you where ananke wound the spool
At the source of all the rivers, at the end of all the worlds
In the wreckage of the species, I will question every beast residing there

If there is an after that comes after the before
If there's some truth to all the stories I have mocked and sneered and scorned
And after all our time together on this earth we're both still on board