This musical sketch was probably recorded sometime during 1977 or thereafter. I continued recording these sketches through the rest of the 1970's.

I recorded friends as we improvised comedy. This next selection from our cassette "77-79" features Mike Willett, Ralph Warchol and myself. We borrowed music from the Beatles and Bob Dylan.

"Planets, comets are not my friends now.

Personalities crowd their crowns.

Leave it all to the ancient ChiTao.

Universe has got the downs.

And the piper plays the pipie

And the worker digs the way

And I am an illusion like my hippie father say

'Cause the glue stuck in my head

Like that good ol' Yesterday.

Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba

Like a child from the mother emerging

We are rising from the sphere.

Intelligent and outward surging

Pleased to go bring far out here"

I wrote the song and sang lead vocal. Ralph Warchol and Linda Robin Hornberg sang backing vocals. I cannot recall who played which instruments but I think I played acoustic guitar and electric bass with Ralph on all the rest except the drums, which were provided by an LP. This was recorded in Ralph's luxurious basement outfitted with his quarter inch reel-to-reel 8 channel recorder in very late 1982 or 1983.

A version of this tune eventually ended up in my CD "Mostly Acoustic" available here: https://on.soundcloud.com/UssrPNYRW7yURbou5.

I wrote this song. Ralph Warchol's girlfriend at the time, Mia DiSantis, sang lead vocal. Ralph sang backing vocal and played electric guitar. I was on electric bass and also sang backing vocal. We got the drum track from an LP. The song was longer than the drum track, so we ended it before the last verse got in. This was recorded in Ralph's luxurious basement outfitted with his quarter inch reel-to-reel 8 channel recorder probably in very late 1982 or 1983.

Here's where you can hear different versions of this song:

https://on.soundcloud.com/BfGqn

on.soundcloud.com/FuaYK

https://on.soundcloud.com/9ccbebkFYYoLH6wZ9.

A version of this tune eventually ended up in my CD "Mostly Acoustic" available here: https://on.soundcloud.com/UssrPNYRW7yURbou5.

My very talented friend Ralph Warchol outfitted his luxurious basement with a quarter inch reel-to-reel 8 channel recorder. Ralph wrote this, sang lead and backing vocal and played all of the instruments, if memory serves. He got the drums from an LP. This was probably recorded in very late 1982 or 1983.

My very talented friend Ralph Warchol purchased a quarter inch reel-to-reel 8 channel recorder with which he outfitted his luxurious basement. Ralph wrote this and played all of the instruments except for the drum track which he got from an LP. We both sang backing vocal, if memory serves. This was probably recorded in very late 1982 or 1983.

Ralph Warchol and I had fun in the recording studio. Ralph plays the beautifully improvised acoustic guitar while I scratch in a siren from a sound effects record. As recording engineer, I also applied tricks with the echo while he played. In this way we improvised with each other live. This was recorded at Faith Chapel Radio Recording Studio in Berwyn (yes, Svengoolie's Berwyn). I had access to that studio after I began working there in January of 1981.

Michael Wayne Davis wrote the song lyrics and I wrote the music to his words. He remarked that the music was a departure from what he wanted but he didn't come up with anything to replace it. I sang lead vocal but I didn't know all of Mike's lyrics so I improvised some. I played electric guitar. Ralph Warchol played electric guitar, electric bass, sang backup. I don't hear Mike on this recording. Ralph got the drum track from an LP. I believe this was recorded in Ralph's luxurious basement before he acquired his quarter inch reel-to-reel 8 channel recorder. Also, we were recording at Faith Chapel Radio Recording Studio in Berwyn (yes, Svengoolie's Berwyn) at this time, if memory serves. This dates this recording because I had access to that studio after I began working there in January of 1981.

Here's where you can hear different versions of this song:

https://on.soundcloud.com/D9HYo

on.soundcloud.com/3ruvn

https://on.soundcloud.com/Qyrb5uFRtqynsTB26.

A version of this tune eventually ended up in my CD "Mostly Acoustic" available here: https://on.soundcloud.com/UssrPNYRW7yURbou5.

"Time is 12:23, last place I wanna be.

When will it come?

I've been waitin' for an hour

And my stomach's feelin' sour.

How late's the train run?

He doesn't know we're up here.

He'll never guess.

We're gonna soak him in light.

Set the coordinates.

Clyde, Clyde, Clyde: read the writing on the wall.

When will it come? Writing on the Wall

She thinks she's got me on her pinky.

She makes me hot 'cause she's so slinky.

Clyde, Clyde: When will it come?

Writing on the wall.

The antigrav is on. Engage the brain caress.

When he starts floating up record the grok he gets.

Good evening Clyde.

We represent an advanced race of beings

From a space colony orbiting the Dog Star Sirius.

You may interpret this as a religious experience

But we want you to know that we are merely

Manipulating your brain patterns via quantum waves

To measure for the possibility of intelligent life

Arising on your planet.

I wake up on the train. Can't remember my own name.

When did the train come?"

I wrote the song, sang lead vocal, played electric guitar. Ralph Warchol played electric bass and sang backup. Michael Davis also sang backup if memory serves. Ralph got the drum track from an LP. I believe this was recorded in Ralph's luxurious basement before he acquired his quarter inch reel-to-reel 8 channel recorder. Also, we were recording at Faith Chapel Radio Recording Studio in Berwyn (yes, Svengoolie's Berwyn) at this time, if memory serves. This dates this recording because I had access to that studio after I began working there in January of 1981.

Here's where you can hear different versions of this song:

on.soundcloud.com/C3Zxz

https://on.soundcloud.com/Z4MZF.

I recorded this piece sometime after January 1981 when I began working at Faith Chapel Radio Recording Studio in Berwyn, Illinois (yes, Svengoolie's Berwyn). My friend Michael Davis jammed on his electronic synthesizer and rhythm equipment that he brought along. I vocalized at the beginning and we vocalized together toward the end. As recording engineer, I applied tricks with the echo while he played. In this way we improvised with each other live. Mike also started playing his song "Elmer 40" towards the end.