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Live at the Crooked Bar (plus)

by Jeff Elbel + Ping

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Introduction 00:58
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lying in the sand bed waiting deeper than the Qattara Depression to the north of the Great Sand Sea Ezekiel did his best describing wheels upon the sky i struggle now to name that darkened ring on high it's turning slowly ... who am i to lay the blame in their form would i not do the same? kin of a feather hang the inconvenience still i've got the rhythm ... if an odd one patience she is with 'em time is on their side and they're coming lower chorus: ring me 'round like satellites encircle me, you pretty birds tumbling airborne appetite fall on me, such pretty birds herald that eternal light yeah... frying in the sand bed fading yet my vision is improving i can see them clearly now i could pluck a lucky feather from the tail of the closest - there; i got one i could take that muff for my own bald neck it's out of reach but it's getting closer repeat chorus
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here comes the sunburn, Masey red hot white man cutting through the savage tan here comes the sunburn, Masey red light white heat incinerating by degree with the sun protection factor running zero down on me ... gonna wear the blackest shade of coal that the world has ever seen here comes the sunburn, Masey deep sky wide sand only creature in the land here comes the sunburn, Masey spare time, no plans idle mind and busy hands busy, busy if absence makes the heart grow fonder everybody's loving me ... gonna build the biggest sand castle that the world has ever seen well, i can feel my body blister as i cross this desert land i'll expire here in style in my palace in the sand if i had my old umbrella i'd be singing in the rays no tea across the Great Sand Sea no shelt'ring from the sky and no shade instrumental section here comes the sunburn, Masey all beach, no shore crawling on the desert floor little darlin' here comes the sunburn, Masey pale face blood red peeling skin begin to shed little darlin' i feel my eyes are slowly melting it's been so long since they've been clear gonna leave a bleach-blonde skeleton and i'm going to leave it here well, i can feel my body blister as i cross this desert land i'll expire here in style in my palace in the sand if i had my old umbrella i'd be singing in the rays no tea across the Great Sand Sea no shelt'ring from the sky and no shade
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head says i wait for the buzzards tail says i move along the cycle keeps repeating over and over again too long without a direction too soon i change my mind my will is two-faced like the coin that i'm throwing over the dune and far behind hey joe, hey joe a shuffling dromedary line are you goin' oh... chorus: [bgv: goin' my way] oh, take me, run to the water hey, get me out of here if you're going anywhere you're going my way this ain't no hitchhiking weather worn legs are giving out stagger until i stumble over and over again i know you soak up the water you'll last for seven days it wouldn't bust your hump to give me a tow in over the dune and far behind hey joe, hey joe a shuffling dromedary line are you goin' oh... repeat chorus bridge: together we could clear the sand together we'd survive the day but Kipling says you got that hump by blowing off the job so 'scrutiating idle how you got this far, i've got no clue finally climb up the last dune the first of ever more no sign of transportation looks like i've blown it again sauntering after the nomad such placid state of mind your chance to save the day and you'll never know it over the dune and far behind ... instrumental section repeat chorus one camel turns to the other "hey, man, you got a light?"
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well, how far to Farafra? how long 'til i see Siwa? way station in the wasteland a balm for bleary eyes buzzing head rings hollow my mouth too dry to swallow wander on through the wall-less maze as i'm flipped by rolling floors and this could be a lovely place, truly skipping stones across the lake with you beside fabled Atlantis pales before such liquid grace ... just add water It's utter dehydration No drop of perspiration my brain begins to boil like an egg inside the shell On the verge of vision a palm and cool reflection Could this have once been Eden here in this Godforsaken land and this could be a lovely place, truly gliding through canals past drawn Venetian blinds racing the dolphin with his blissed and kindly face instrumental section ... just add water A diving swan, so sweetly see the surface rush to greet me The point of my entry cast in ripples on the pool the final sound that i hear as the sand pours into my ears is the laughter of the Northern wind as it howls across the dunes and this could be a lovely place, truly shoot the curl all day and ride the perfect wave off in a barrel down Niagara's raging face hydroplane hurricane a geyser unrestrained
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right about the time that i gave up hope felt a weathered hand on my shoulder when i thought there was nobody 'round just about then before it all went black said, "i could swear that i'm floatin' through the air" i was riding on a camel's back life! (she's giving) life! (she's giving) life! (i'm living) Bedouin girl lying on the ground in a handmade tent soothing cool rag on my forehead mercy angel by my side i can't understand a single word she says but her eyes say "everything will be okay" thank God for that Bedouin girl life! (she's giving) life! (she's giving) life! (i'm living) Bedouin girl life! (she's giving) life! (she's giving) life! (i'm living) Bedouin girl she kept me alive for one more night one more night of living life! (she's giving) she kept me alive life! (she's giving) for one more night life! (i'm living) one more night - of living Bedouin girl her eyes say everything will be okay
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always so dim and somber ever the hollow man i left my soul buried in the sand it's a quiet existence a dark and lonely view the echoing of laughter among these solemn hills and now i realize how good it feels just to open my eyes and breathe and think it through my life could go a million ways it's ever new why should i worry about tomorrow, before tomorrow? i'll never hurry along tomorrow, before tomorrow why should i worry about tomorrow when today is not my due? the morning arrives, i'm still alive it's ever new i saw the Khamsin blowing it spoke a living word it was the sweetest sound i ever heard through the maelstrom raging the word rang clear and true "somewhere somebody loves you your flesh was given spark from the dust that fills your eyes i made your heart and i set it beating let the rhythm follow through" gotta make the most out of the time that's given you why should i worry about tomorrow, before tomorrow? i'll never hurry along tomorrow, before tomorrow why should i worry about tomorrow or wonder if i'll find my way there's more than enough to just getting by day by day grab today and hold it close until it lives within my skin the veil that held me blind is wearing thin why should i worry about tomorrow, before tomorrow? i'll never hurry along tomorrow, before tomorrow why should i worry about tomorrow when today is not my due? the moment slides into another day it's ever new
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the sun shines down so hard it's beating me shell so parched, it's cracked and bleeding i'm praying ... for a miracle watching ... for a miracle waiting ... on the miracle rain the rain falls scarce in the western desert it might this year, and it might not ever i'm hoping ... for a miracle lost ... without a miracle aching ... for the miracle rain fall down, fall down come cover me upon, around all over me within, without, be part of me it's been so long since i've tasted water chased that dream, and i never caught her i'm hoping ... for a miracle begging ... for a miracle longing ... for the miracle rain the field, my soul, so dry and barren i've laid down want, i've laid down care and i'm praying ... for a miracle gone ... without a miracle dying ... for the miracle rain fall down, fall down come cover me upon, around all over me within, without, be part of me hope lay dead, but again it's stirring revival as the horizon's blurring i'm staring ... through a miracle pelted ... by a miracle soaking ... in the miracle fall down, fall down come cover me upon, around all over me within, without, be part of me drinking from the miracle rain wonder at the miracle rain laughing in the miracle rain singing in the miracle rain swimming in the miracle rain revel in the miracle ...
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Hell Oh 02:41
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6MDM Loop 01:18
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This is a bit like showing Xeroxes of your baby photos. Hear a collection of early Ping songs performed, including six from the lost concept album "Meet Your Maker." This recording includes a soundcheck of "Pretty Birds," which was one day old at the time. A couple including "Bedouin Girl" weren't much older. I won't claim this is a great performance, but it's not without ragged charm. It's also a touchstone to the band's past and my own. The concert was recorded on October 16, 1999 at the Crooked Bar on the Sunset Strip in Hollywood, CA. Also included are a handful of musical experiments and instrumental tracks from my home studio at the time, One Take Wonder in Lawndale, CA. This set was originally available as a DAM CD from mp3(dot)com, and these are the only known remaining sources. mp3(dot)com really went all-out with the quality: 128 kbps. After this, you're invited to listen to The Threefinger Opera and hear what a difference 22 years can make. Best to you! - Jeff

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released October 16, 1999

Show band:
Nick Amoroso - drums, vocal
Clint Davidson - bass, vocal
Jeff Elbel - acoustic guitar, vocal
Josh Ramsey - percussion
Peter Rhee - electric guitar
Eric Sanford - harmonica

Recorded October 16, 1999 at the Crooked Bar, Hollywood, CA
Introduction and live sound by Caroline at the Crooked Bar
Originally mastered by Miro Svetinsky at Mirolab, Long Beach, CA
Unmastered by mp3(dot)com

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