What do PYS, PYD sound like?

[prehistoric]

I'm really intrigued by the name but can't seem to find much info on Pipes..... anywhere.

Your words of wisdom would be appreciated greatly!

[Harnk]

some pipes you see...some you don't.....it's a secret Rod. Actually, ask Plasticono, he saw them live with CS

[Squirrellevel]

Pete Erchick, Mister PYSPYD, was the keyboardist for OTC. He wrote "I Have Been Floated", and his solo stuff is great! You should get Individualized Shirts.

[prehistoric]

Originally posted by Squirrellevel
Pete Erchick, Mister PYSPYD, was the keyboardist for OTC. He wrote "I Have Been Floated", and his solo stuff is great! You should get Individualized Shirts.

Excellent- "......Floated" is probably my favourite OTC song so I'll be sure to check him out!

Um, does he have anything out yet?

[kelly]

Pete has 2 cds out... go to www.pipesyousee.com for some "information". or go to www.orangetwin.com for some info, too.

[CrazyHorse]

I received "Special fanfare for anything" and it's really great!!!! Thanks Pete!!!:)

[prehistoric]

Originally posted by Squirrellevel
You should get Individualized Shirts.

Well I took your advice- very cool album. "I Am Instead" is a gem!

[Harnk]

Give me some reference points, Rod. Is this an essential album or is it Okish ?

[prehistoric]

Originally posted by Harnk
Give me some reference points, Rod. Is this an essential album or is it Okish ?

It'd be a worthy addition to your collection, Harnky. It's not brilliant, but it's better than OKish. Pretty damn good, even.

It's bookended by some lovely dark psych gems and has a kinda squonky middle section (complete with a solo piano version of "Moon River" for some reason).

A little OTC-ish in places I suppose.

[Harnk]

if it was a warm monkey would you glide it up your bum

[prehistoric]

Originally posted by Harnk
if it was a warm monkey would you glide it up your bum

Most definitely.

I'd squibble its skronkness into a cohesive koktruffle and zanglewoof it right up there, in the blink of a zaffle.

[Harnk]

you're one mad horse-delay, Rod. But you gleeb is in the wrong place.

[prehistoric]

Originally posted by Harnk
you're one mad horse-delay, Rod. But you gleeb is in the wrong place.

One day Harnk.......one day I will gleeb with the best of them. Schneezle with the beef elves. Phalluzle with the electric wolves.

Just you wait.

I'll be the schnizzle on your gravy soaked nizzle.

[Harnk]

In a World Without Reason: A Summary of Accounts That Roast Logic

In one fell swoop, consider it a gentle one, as no one was hurt, less a delicate frog , who’s history has shown us always seems to be injured, so much that pain was his calm, as if he reversed the meaning and effect, and he slept on a bed of broken glass. In one fell swoop, consider it most deliberate only without the considered planning but rather a fleeting jolt of nausea which evolved into haste when the wind pushed away all sense of reason and accountability, to this I will resist any conclusion.

He walked in a circular pattern by design, to avoid the rats who scattered in lines. A new breed of rat determined to kill off any stereotypes that suggest rats meander without destination and cause, an oversight by most, but he knew well and made the necessary adjustments, even if this meant traveling days to accomplish short distance errands. Lester never returned from a trip to the market to get milk.

A modern discourse for bulldog, and the peasants began to swoon as the carnival music soared into the midnight sky, leaving the desperate clowns clinging to the closest thing they could find that resembled love, some headed to bed while others chose to dance. Yompy, from what we gathered, or rather what we saw had gathered us, reached above his head and chanted a warm verse in Clempt, “Oh goodness and whatever, rain your love on my thighs and in return I will fester in your good graces with endless delay and outrageous allegiance�. The gathered crowd stood in silence, but after a minute decided that silence would only idle their festivities, so they quickly returned to banter and good beer. Yompy returned to his bunk and lost his faith.

The energy that surrounded my fist could only be explained through fear, and this fear was bigger than by mind so I began my search, without mind or any other sense of purpose I decided to dig myself a hole next to the lake. In the hole I stayed for seven days, each day that passed my fist began to regain its sense of self, progress it seemed, was not found in my rational but rather in mind, or was it this mind that got me into this dilemma to begin with. Was my hand functioning properly and my mind randomly, or even intentionally, trying to place an obstacle between logic and healthy hand gestures? Or was a victim of handjacking? This case will remain open until August 16th.

[prehistoric]

Hahahaha, that's great, though I think I prefer the one about the aardvarks.

We should make an album- I'll put music to narrations of your short stories........we could get it released on Cloud.........and get our own board!

:P

[Harnk]

Undistinguished and exclusively sqaut, the hip lobster, Lomax, squaddled along the thoroughfare feeling loose and optimistic. A sinister rabbit remarked with obvious mockery “hey lobster..like man..you’re so red you should be a firetruck�. Unmoved by the rabbit’s remark the lobster through a skip into his step and lit a cigarette

[acrobat]

Originally posted by prehistoric
Hahahaha, that's great, though I think I prefer the one about the aardvarks.

We should make an album- I'll put music to narrations of your short stories........we could get it released on Cloud.........and get our own board!

:P

aardvarks?!?

hey aardvark where's my ashtray put it in my room so I can smoke

let's hire a racecar driver drive through the park and just tell jokes

and if it costs too much i'll foot the bill because i will

oh i would like that

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