PODCAST · music
Gregg M. Pasterick
by Singer-Songwriter
Below-Fi Cosmic Cowboy ... Home Grown and Organic. just the way you like it.
Episodes
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tell me what the title is 'cause I don't know it
tell me what the title is 'cause I don't know it by Singer-Songwriter
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au revoir
I'm gonna start the new year any place but here. Don't understand why? Just look in the mirror. ... goodbye ...
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over my dead body, which feels awfully close
over my dead body, which feels awfully close by Singer-Songwriter
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febba chabuba
febba chabuba by Singer-Songwriter
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Fly Me to the Moon
Fly Me to the Moon by Singer-Songwriter
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(playing around with) Day Tripper
(playing around with) Day Tripper by Singer-Songwriter
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ooh lala (the chorus)
ooh lala (the chorus) by Singer-Songwriter
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vodoo chili (slightly, a return)
vodoo chili (slightly, a return) by Singer-Songwriter
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8 13 25
8 13 25 by Singer-Songwriter
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(the first two verses of) all along the watchtower
(the first two verses of) all along the watchtower by Singer-Songwriter
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evening
It's best to smoke the peace pipe at sunset. Feed your dreams and give chase. Heed what the cactus wren said, and greet the stars with your embrace ...
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When Pigs Can Fly
... test driving new hardware/software...
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The Summer Of '73 (the moustache song) - 1st Verse only
I was a long haired, skinny kid with a sparsely populated mustache on a greyhound from Pittsburgh to Buffalo. A hippie girl in skintight hip hugger slacks sat down right next to me. Took me a half hour to say hello. Hello. Do you think we'll be making love soon? Life on the road, ain't it grand?...
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Til You Came Along
Til You Came Along by Singer-Songwriter
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Hangin' Fruit Cholla (the Official Fan Club version)
His name was Hangin' Fruit Cholla. He had a reputation. He rode into town at sunset as those of his ilk are wont to do Some say he comes from Cincinnati. Some say that's where he's goin' to. His name was Hangin' Fruit Cholla. He rode like a man haunted. Some say he's lookin' for somethin'. Some…
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Evening
It's best to smoke the peace pipe at sunset. Feed your dreams and give chase. Heed what the cactus wren said, and greet the stars with your embrace ...
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Briefly #6
Briefly #6 by Singer-Songwriter
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Briefly #4
Briefly #4 by Singer-Songwriter
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Briefly #3
Briefly #3 by Singer-Songwriter
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I'm Just Not Feeling It These Days
The bad stuff and the sad stuff. Anything but the glad stuff. I'm just not feeling it today. The 'why' stuff and the 'high' stuff. Anything but the 'goodbye' stuff. I'm just not feeling it today. We were old and in love. We were young and tired. ... gets gone before you know it, and it's all...
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The Magic That Happens On A Summer Night
The Magic That Happens On A Summer Night by Singer-Songwriter
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It Would Have Been A Groove (rough draft, featuring the "ambience" of Happy Camp)
It would've been a groove to get high with you listening to "Hitchhiker's Guide." It would've been a groove to get high with you blowing bubbles into the night. It would've been a groove to get high with you just one more time. It would've been a groove to get high with you. Time is a distance I...
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Amie
... a Pure Prairie League cover ...
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So Much I Never Will
… life ...
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Jessica Jones
...the typical noodling concurrent with Jessica Jones lately...
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A Long Fall
Everybody seems to be dying and it's killing me too. What can I do? Oh, what can I do? I'm broken-hearted everyday. For this there is no map. There is no there and back. There is no back. It's a long fall from erection to dysfunction. It's a long fall, don't ya know? If I could save time on a...
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The More People Ya Know
More Musical Archeology, this gem from Leather-Clad Hooligans, written in 1981, recorded in 1997...
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Goin Up The Country
A fifty-year-old song no one cares about. I am a fossil.
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An Existential Stroll
Weirdness that soothes, provokes, inspires, makes you ask, "What the hell was that?"
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One More Medicinal Toke (a 2nd version)
Things didn't just veer off course, they left the planet altogether. Just one more medicinal toke and I'll be ready for the Great Forever. Just one more medicinal toke. Just one more medicinal toke. She left her nuts in my motel window for just one more medicinal toke. Dingleberries drive her…
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(Daddy stopped at) The Marijuana Mart
Daddy stopped at the marijuana mart, and I've got a glass of wine. We're gonna get neurological tonight and sing a desert auld lang syne. Tomorrow we're movin' on some more, leavin' these 29 palms behind. Daddy stopped at the marijuana mart, and I've got a glass of wine. I see ya found a portal....
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Obladi Oblada
covering the Beatles because I want to. Pffft.
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On the Beach, By the Lake, Where the Monkeys Play
I've got winter in my panties, a cool, refreshing breeze. Aliens have taken my daughter, and my wife can't find her keys. It's always on the bottom, in a bag, in a place time forgot. When yer confused together, yer confused a lot. On the beach, by the lake, where the monkeys play, where the…
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F=MA
F=MA by Singer-Songwriter
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Happy Glands
I feel my inner primordial ooze in this hot desert sun. Super elastic bubble plastic in this hot desert sun. In this hot desert sun I think I saw Jesus lookin' for water to walk upon in this hot desert sun. I feel my inner reptile stirring in this hot desert sun. Get thee behind me Satan in this...
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Harold Budd, Brian Eno and a Djinn walk into a Bar
Harold Budd, Brian Eno and a Djinn walk into a Bar by Singer-Songwriter
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Witchi Tai To - cover
...my annual cover of "Witchi Tai To"...
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A Nekkid Pagan Hippie (I wanna believe)
I'm a nekkid pagan hippie - or so it's been assumed - celebratin' Imbolc, and calling down the moon. I wanna believe. Oh, I wanna believe. I'm a nekkid pagan hippie, I dabble in the Black Arts. My arcane knowledge is vast. Dairy makes me fart. I wanna believe. Oh, I wanna believe. I'm so high, I...
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Love is All Around - cover
...coverin' the Troggs...
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Goin' up the Country - cover
...my feeble attempt at this great song...
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Beneath the Marijuana Tree
Laughter is the cause of black holes. It collapses my solar plexus, squeezing me into a singularity, stampeding for the exits. Somebody stood here and did stuff once. Someday that might be me. In the meantime I'm makin' black holes, or maybe they're makin' me. Sittin' beneath the marijuana tree....
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The Petticoat Junction Express
Crooked old women hobble down the street. Weather old men drive pick-up trucks. At this stage of life, I suspect, they just don't give a fuck. I sleep deep and I dream heavy on the Petticoat Junction Express. Thunder rumbles and I dream on, on the Petticoat Junction Express. When there are aliens...
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