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The Million Year Day
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An ethereal, haunting elegy for things lost in time, and a showcase for the rich, spacey textures generated by the old Kawai K4 synth.
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Folk music for postmoderns
I am what you might call a musical generalist. I listen to pretty much everything and I compose in pretty much any style, though I concentrate mainly on folk, folk-rock, rock, synth-pop, alternative, comedy, musical theatre, jazz, new-age, film music, avant-garde, and the occasional lullaby (why sing your kid to sleep with "Rock-a-bye Baby" when you can can create something personalized?). I've done most of my professional (i.e. paid) work in the theatre, where I've been musical director for dozens of productions. I was also musical director of Mental Floss, the legendary Miami improv group, for over 500 performances; I recently did a stint with Laughing Gas, which rose from the ashes of Mental Floss 11 years ago to become the longest running improv group in South Florida. As a singer-songwriter, I've concentrated most of my energy on my signature style of synth-driven folk-rock (sort of Indigo Girls meets Vangelis). I'm also something of a minor celebrity in the world of Filk (folk music for science fiction fans), where I am proud to be the object of the worlds smallest international fan base.
Song Info
Genre
Rock Folk Rock
Charts
Peak #1,105
Peak in subgenre #72
Author
Darren Zieger
Rights
1992
Uploaded
June 09, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.6 MB 128 kbps 5:04
Story behind the song
Inspired by Bradbury's "Martian Chronicles," specifically the chapter intitled "The Million Year Picnic."
Lyrics
Let there be song Let there be play Let time hang heavy Forever and a day Here in the ruins We walk alone Trying to read Ancient stories in stone Ghosts of the future Ghosts of the past Meet on the road United at last Temples to gods Whose songs are no more Crowded with children Toys on the floor Who were the builders Who dizzy our minds This city of mortals Whose vision survives Men like ourselves So long passed away Whose monuments wait out The million year day
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