The world will never be the same after this episode. We're here to talk shop and hawk sauce in the 6th episode of szn 4.

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----Bug's Song-----

Title: Flattering!

Prompt Page: Poison Ivy -> Allergy -> Immunotherapy

Lyrics:

I don't begrudge flat-earthers cuz I think that they're crazy or insane its just

a pity for their party thats based purely on their laziness

cause there's mountains of evidence that help make it clear

that our planet's a shape and that shape is a sphere

and I fear that insisting we've already won

will prevent us from doing whats yet to be done

cause I have a dream and I need you to get with it

earth isn't flat and if you, too, are sick of it

Join Us, Help Us, make coins and coasters jealous

The earth isn't flat (yeah, you don't have to tell us)

When there's no way, here's our will:

we won't die on this hill

We're not Flat Earthers... we're earth-flatteners

we'll get much further than that tin foil hat of yours

We work all day to achieve the great flattening

a pancake shape is a bit more... Flattering!

There's no subscription fees, neither monthly nor annual

just one flat rate and we hand you the manual

we'll start with the mountains 'cause how could we not

when the low-hanging fruit is the highest of rocks

once we're smooth as a cue ball we'll need to start kneeding

then plan the next steps at the quarterly meeting

cause I have a dream and now you're in the thick of it

the earth isn't flat and we're all just plane sick of it

[Chorus]

We work all day to achieve the great flattening

a pancake shape is a bit more... Flattering!

and faith can move mountains but damn, when I'm done with 'em

moles will look down on the ground that's become of them

When you had a dream and no one understood it

to get back at all who have told you you couldn't

Join us, Help us, we employ the overzealous

The earth isn't flat yet, and damn does that compel us

head to china, grab your chisel and I will meet you in the middle

we're not flat-earthers, we're earth flatteners...

I have a dream, but whether its happening

you all believed, and damn is it... Flattering!

---- Matt's Song -----

Title: Someone's Gonna Change The World

Prompt Page: War on Terror -> Misnomer -> Anachronism

Lyrics:

open up the curtains let the darkness in

the emperor expired in his bed

and now the power vacuum that was left by him

and filling in the air above our heads

Gunships littering in the sky

Fuel cells glittering like diamonds

And all us ordinary folk

Gathering below

Oh oh oh

And we've got fire in our eyes

Up there someone's gonna change the world

But the world down here's in short supply

Who do you expect us to rise up against?

The armies or the admirals or the gods?

Might as well suggest we turn the river running through the town back on itself

and flood the mountain tops

Mainsails blocking out the moon

Spent shells falling like a heavy rain

And all us ordinary folk

Gathering below

Oh oh oh

And we've got fire in our eyes

Up there someone's gonna change the world

But the world down here's in short supply

At night I dream like everybody dreams

I wake up I've forgotten what I've seen

No matter who prevails up there above

The meat down here still rots, and the air still tastes the same

Tomorrow there'll be champagne for the rich

But the only thing that trickles down is piss

You could cut the head off every king

The meat down here still rots, and the air still tastes the same

[Chorus]

This is our most unhinged ep 5 yet. We talk superpowers, dark web librarians, and how to recognize when your favorite podcast is incapable of putting out a bad episode.

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--Bug's Song--

Title: Richard Noir

Prompt: Structural Integrity and Failure -> 9/11 -> The War on Terror

Lyrics:

The names ichard, like Richard with No R

I was 2 minutes from flying the coop when

some little bird wanders in out the rain

looking for help

She goes on and on about a strange man

that's popped up in her families neighborhood

she's clearly traveled a long ways for my help

I can tell from her plumage she ain't from 'round here

Whats a rural bird doing so far from home

I ain't got time for bird-house calls

I've never been an early bird but even I know that no good

ever comes from staying out this late

But then she drops the crucial detail that stops me in my tracks

"he ain't moved in a week"

hmm, that is interesting. Anyone who knows anything about man

knows that they are fidgety and quick -- always on the move

Maybe its time to see what happens when this unstoppable force

meets an immovable object

So me and the little bird fly back to her home in the sticks

little farm just west of cityville and we set up an old-fashioned stake out

And sure as sunshine, this ain't no wild goose chase

Theres a man towering over the corn field

Her first instinct is to bury her head in the dirt but

I've crapped on enough statues to know that nothing was ever

gonna get this beast to give chase

That's a scare crow, ya scared crow.

tell your scared folks to be scared no more

this rare foe couldn't hurt a sparrow, ya know?

With that I left her in the rain,

another mystery solved

She shouts after me:

How can I ever repay you, Richard??

I say: It's Ichard, Noir!

-- Matt's Song --

Title: Poison Ivy

Prompt: Magia Naturalis -> Poison -> Poison Ivy

Lyrics:

So you're walking through the woods in the US of A

Got your booty shorts on like you do every day

You get your bare feet rocking, letting the dogs hang out

You got your shirt off too cause it's 100 degrees

Berry picking cause you got a hunger to feed

this is what being free is all about

You're kicking through the forest out on your own

If you remember one thing then remember this poem

If you see three leaves better let it be

cause it's poison ivy

So you're hiking through Australia to a beauty spot

You ain't wearing nothing but your booty shorts

Just you and the sand and the sun on the back of your neck

When out of the corner of your eye

You see a little windy cunt, a slithering guy

You can cross his path or you can turn around and head back

You're kicking through the outback out on your own

If you remember one thing then remember this poem

If the red touches yella, it'll kill a fella

That's a fackin coral snake

So you're picking through the wreckage of humanity's hubris

You've found a stockpile of salt and canned food

Filling your pockets as much as your booty shorts will allow

Your saliva glands ache at the sight of this meal

When up the back of your neck runs a shivering thrill

There is something amiss, a presence malignant and foul

So you're kicking through the deadzone out on your own

If you remember one thing then remember this poem

If it bleeds black flies, best cover your eyes

If it smells like sulphur, don't let it touch ya

If it burns with cold fire, free your heart from desire

Those are lucifer's heralds

Baby it's as easy as 1 2 3

My mnemonics got you jogging all your memories

If you see three leaves better let it be

cause it's poison ivy

In episode 4 we drop all kinds of ancient knowledge and talk about our least-favorite airport

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----Bug's Song-----

Title: How to Build a House

Prompt Page: Deep Sea Exploration -> Quenching -> Magia Naturalis

Lyrics:

I'm at the grocery store thumpin' every watermelon in the bin

Dunno what I'm listenin' for but I saw my father do it when I was a kid

He never taught me his tricks so its been hard

cause guess and check only goes so far

And now I have a watermelon of my own

So I'm gonna teach it everything I know

Like how to build a house, how to tie your sneakers

how to walk and talk, and when you gettem, how to brush your little teeth

and when you're wrong, how to say you're sorry

but this list is getting long so we can start it in the morning

when you're old enough to know it, your dad'll show you how

I'll teach you everything you need to know

How to Build A House

But I dunno how to build a house but I can teach ya

when ya need to lean on people and just ask someone for help

the best lesson, while you're malleable, is teaching you how valuable

it is to say: "I don't have to do everything myself"

Because the ancient books of wisdom we're full of men who didn't listen

but they claimed to know how everything worked

they'd say the roof bones connected to the wall bones connected

to the floor bones connected to the Earth, and that's

[Chorus]

Cause you don't know shit kid!

But I can help ya with it

We should start with shapes and colors, how to recognize your mother

but I'm waiting and impatient and I really wanna skip to

How to Grow a Garden

I got some seeds to get you started

We can grow some watermelons, teach each other how to tell when

they are ready or be patient when they're still a bit too hard, and

I can't build a house, unless it is for birds

But I can try to build a home and get you ready for the world

And when you are, I hope you'll do it too

Because you wanna be like me and that is something I would do

When you're old enough to do it, you're gonna show 'em how

Teach 'em what I did and didn't know

How to Build a House

---- Matt's Song -----

Title: Four Stop Signs

Prompt Page: Whippits -> Biomaterial -> Structural Integrity and Failure

Lyrics:

there's a tree growing out of the gutter

in the house across from here

there are cracks in the brick of the big smoke stacks at the ironworks museum

there are bodies in this building's foundations, prophets sick with weather pains

press your ear to the doors or the hardwood floors that swell up when it rains

You are living in the arhythmical heart of the empire

And it's four stop signs at each intersection

And it's all uphill in every direction

Hear the groaning of the city, count the rings around its eyes

Find out how big animals like this can grow before they die

Harvest ivy from the ceiling, drink the damp right off the wall

Become a vessel for whatever's growing in the laundry pile

Scrawl your debut novel longhand on the hulls of subway trains

Serve single malts and double shots for half minimum wage

Get married in the basement, get tetanus for the high

Get sexy new infections just before they go worldwide

You are living in the arrhythmical heart of the empire

And it's four stop signs at each intersection

And it's all uphill in every direction

Kiss yourself goodnight and sneak out

When you're fast asleep and don't come back

Kiss yourself goodnight and sneak out

In Episode 3, we continue on our quest to finish the internet, 2 clicks at a time. We'll be radically honest here: you're going to love both of these songs

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----Bug's Song-----

Title: Bottle Rocket Astronaut

Prompt Page: 2 Fast, 2 Furious -> Nitrous oxide -> Whippits

Lyrics:

I am Burt (the Urban Bird), I've got one wing that doesn't work

But I've built a bottle rocket that'll lift me off the earth

shoot for the stars? that ain't me. I would settle for that tree

be like everybody else who can get up there easily

If you try to pin me down I will get up off the ground

I am a bottle rocket astronaut and all I wants the same thing

everybody's got already, make it look so easy

I've been gracious, I've been patient

natural selection never saw me comin', baby

I am Burt (the urban bird), I've got one wing that doesn't work

I've got whippets in my nest but if they ask, you never heard that

wanna raid me? they can try -- here's a slice of pumpkin pie

all the while I'm expanding to a full-fledged enterprise

See that goldfish in the birdbath? you get 3 hints to guess who did that

we put a turtle on a mailbox and hedgehog on a trashcan

and we've got funding coming through and big announcements coming soon

we pledge by 2026 we'll put a gopher on the roof

[Chorus]

I am a bottle rocket astronaut and all I wants the same thing

everybody's got already, make it look so easy

I've been gracious, I've been patient

and we've got charlie darwin freakin rollin' in his grave, eeey!

(Little critters in the sky)

(Little critters where they don't belong)

I am Burt (the urban bird), keep me down? it doesn't work.

---- Matt's Song -----

Title: A Mile and Change

Prompt Page: Weather Pains -> NOAA -> Deep Sea Exploration

Lyrics:

tie a cannonball to a fishing line

and toss it overboard

let it sink right to the bottom boys

and discover how deep it goes

and you can swear to the stars with a hand on your heart to

everybody when you get back home

that you touched the bottom of the ocean floor

I know you men, I know you well

When I look at you, I see myself

The coaxing waves, that beckon us in

We'd travel to the ends of the earth just to swing our feet over the edge

And when I sleep, I hear the call

The howling void, beneath our hull

Goes on forever, ha, that's so absurd

and we'll know better, by the time the sun sets we'll know for sure

tie a cannonball to a fishing line

and toss it overboard

let it sink right to the bottom boys

and discover how deep it goes

and you can swear to the stars with a hand on your heart to

everybody when you get back home

that you touched the bottom of the ocean floor

We let it drop, for a mile and change

We didn't talk, as the evening came

And we only stopped cause the line ran tight

Would have kept on going if we could but we got the sense we could have gone all night

And as the morning sun bore down on us

And the ocean yawned, indifferent

It goes on forever, and I haven't slept

Cause I dream of the beasts in the infinite deep and wake in a swear

we tied a cannonball to a fishing line

and tossed it overboard

let it sink over a mile and

and we discovered how deep this goes

now we can swear to the stars with a hand on our heart to

everybody when we get back home

that there isn't any bottom of the ocean floor

floooooooooooooooooooooooooooor

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----Bug's Song-----

Title: The Expert

Prompt Page: Optical Illusion -> Phantom Limb -> Weather Pains

Lyrics:

I'm coughin' out the ash and smoke

to tell you that I told you so

Vesuvius was bound to blow

and I felt it in my joints and bones

I felt it in my joints and bones

They said "what makes you the expert?"

is it luck or something else?

Everybody gets hurt when they can't protect themselves

I told you once, I told you twice

i said you must take my advice

what makes me the expert? I was right

about the earthquakes, I was right about the floods

I saw that ice berg coming but the captain didn't budge

I had sensed the huge tsunami that would wipe us off the map

The aches across my body, the alerts before collapse

You're running out of time to listen

ignoring signs and superstitions

What makes you the expert?

Is it luck or something else?

Everybody gets hurt when they can't protect themselves

I told you once, I told you twice

i said you must take my advice

what makes me the expert? I was right

about the warning signs, the subtle ground that shifts

The change in your direction, slow as continental drift

So when you told me it was over The Red Cross was standing by

We had tents and foods and doctors, not a single person died

because when you are so prepared like me, the ground is always high

Your heart is never broken and your feet are always dry

Its not signs or superstition, sometimes its just repetition

that makes you the expert, its not luck, its something else

everybody gets hurt when they can't predict themselves

I told you once, I told you twice

i said you must take my advice

what makes me the expert? I was right

---- Matt's Song -----

Title: Shut Up and Drive

Prompt Page: 1984 -> Rat Torture -> 2 Fast, 2 Furious

Lyrics:

okay you guys have clearly got a history

is it just me or are the windows in here getting kinda misty

the vibes are not exactly off but they're not quite where i thought they'd be

i've got a funny feeling there is something you're not telling me

i don't want to assume, i wouldn't wanna pry

and i don't wanna be the thing that comes between both of you guys

i can leave, it seems to me there's still some meat left on these bones

you can chew each other out all you like when you're alone

shut up and drive

you guys have got a lot to say

but you don't wanna talk so guess you gotta play this game

i won't survive another ride with you i think i'd rather die

i mean it, man

so pull up or shut up and drive

okay, let's do a cold open and cut right to the chase

i've seen a million married couples with less chemistry than this

there are devils, demons, incubi whose blood don't run as hot

all the great lovers of fiction, they would kill for what you've got

but throw a punch and not a kiss, if that's what you have to do

keep your passion under wraps and act like everything is cool

keep pissing nitroglycerine, keep burning it for fuel

keep getting in his face like that, i know you like the view

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----Bug's Song-----

Title: I Hope You Like It

Prompt Page: Modern Girl -> Beckton Gasworks -> 1984

Lyrics:

You must be pretty bored by now watching me

just watching tv eating sushi off the cushions of my couch

so I learned a couple poems and I recite them in the dark

and if you like them I can learn a couple more this time tomorrow

cause I'm feelin' pretty guilty for my 1 surveillance agent

who's assigned to watch me through the 1-way glass

as much as I don't want this you have clearly drawn the short straw

and no one deserves a punishment like that

So I hope you like it, like what I'm doin

the little puppet shows I put on just for you and only you

I hope you like it, like what I'm doin

just for you

I can't keep novels in the house but I can do dramatic readings

of the pamphlets that they slip under the door

I do a pretty good impression of the freedom secretary

but my minister of peace still needs some work

If you like it, let me know, flip the lights but if you don't

I can probably teach myself a dance or two

We can workshop things together, I wanna practice and get better

the man inside the mirror, this one's for you

So I hope you like it, like what I'm doin

the little puppet shows I put on just for you and only you

I hope you like it, like what I'm doin

just for you

And when the revolution comes and they rip you from my walls

I hope you never saw it coming when your jurisdiction falls

I hope the little song and dance that I distracted you with is

the final tune stuck in your head when the realization hits

So I hope you like it, like what I'm doin

the little puppet shows I put on just for you and only you

I hope you like it, like what I'm doin

just for you

---- Matt's Song -----

Title: The Thatcher Effect

Prompt Page: Modern Girl -> Picture Disc -> Optical Illusions

Lyrics:

Do you know that you talk in your sleep when I'm driving

Mumbling moaning mostly incoherent but

sometimes a phrase just slips out before you bite it off

I can't quite explain how it feels to be hearing you

Telling the truth after so many years

I could write you a letter or better put it in a song

You swear you're arriving

It looks like you're walking away

You blur my surroundings when I focus in on your face

Your features all scramble and change

The shadows are pulled centre-stage

Til I can't even see what I thought I saw yesterday

Do you know that you kinda look weird when you're smiling

It's all in your teeth, doesn't quite reach your eyes and

I bet with a little more practise you could have it down

The insides are all coming tumbling out

And the upsides are dwarfed by my towering doubts

And I can't take my eyes off this horrible mess we have found

It's not what it looks like

You say, that my senses are flawed

Look at this way, you'll see that it's nothing at all

I've come at it from every angle

What a brilliant trick you have pulled

I can't even see what I thought I saw yesterday

andweareback.

We are kicking off SZN 4 with a DIFFERENT type of episode. Where Bug and Matt usually get challenged to write a song and go away for 3 hours to write a demo, this episode is a behind-the-scenes look at writing the Season 4 Theme song in semi-realtime!

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Season 3 is DONE. We look back on our third season and talk about how out of touch with reality our audience truly is. We also learn how close we are with DeepBlueInk AND give each other a fun challenge to close out the season.

Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt (The Narcissist Cookbook) and Bug (Bug Hunter) where we are challenged to write a song demo from scratch every episode.If you'd like downloadable files for this episode (and the demos we showed off), ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠you can go to our Bandcamp⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠website⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to pay-what-you-want to support us!Our Music:

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The Jam Mechanics finish up season 3 with two more songs that'll be taking up space in your head. We reveal one final twist about DeepBlueInk's wedding that NO ONE saw coming.

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-- SPOILERS FOR THIS EPISODE --

Prompt: "Taking Up Space"

--Bug's Song--

Title: The Devil

Additional Challenge: Chapter 2

Lyrics:

 I never said I was, I only let you think it

I blurred the lines because I live my life between them

I wasn't always like this... wasn't handsome with a heartbeat and a smile

I was perfect up until the day I died

I had branches, I had leaves, I had fruits filled up with seeds

I had roots they left abandoned when they hacked me into pieces

built a house out of my corpse, I'm in the walls, I'm in the porch

but when I learn to speak I'll scream in every creak inside your floors

[Chorus]

It took some practice but I finally learned to fight

I could shift and trip my captors when they walked the halls at night

I could slowly change the layout, jam the doors too tight to budge

change the angle of the stairs enough to learn the taste of blood

I wasn't always like this but they chose to chop me down

but when I began to fight them back they burned me to the ground

[Chorus]

So I was soil, then a million writhing bugs

I was maggots in the graveyard, then the crows that ate them up

I spent 100 years invading every creature I could reach

slowly poisoning the town 'till every inch had bits of me

I drove them mad, I made them sick, moving pieces into place

slowly moving all my molecules in towards a single shape

and thus became the demon that you incorrectly name

I met the one you think I am, many years before you came

When I told him what I'd done he cut the horns right off his head

he bolted them to mine and said I'm twisted as it gets

So I don't know where he is now, that devil that you know

but I've taken up the title, I'm the one you fuckin don't

[Chorus]

---- Matt's Song -----

Title: Dead Boy

Additional Challenge: Click Track!

on a couch in a room in a house in a city on an island on a planet in a star system

i was torn out of the nothing and born into a body given eyes given ears and emotional disregulation

i coulda been anybody anything anywhere but here i am

on a couch in a room in a house in a city just jerking off and watching the same three shows again

and why try when you're not here to see how hard this is for me

i think i'll just let the dead boy take the wheel for a little while

and i'm fine okay i'm lying but it's cool

because the dead boys gonna take good care of me

in a drawer by the bed in a room that i haven't left once for three days now

in a place in my head where your face cannot get and your memory can be drowned out

i coulda been anybody anything anywhere but here i am

and the world doesn't end and the days never turn and the dead boy is cuddled up next to me, honestly well

who cares if i'm a car crash you're the truck that took me out

who says you can't feel sorry for yourself forever now

and i'm fine okay i'm lying but it's cool

because the dead boy's gonna take good care

the dead boy's gonna take good care of me

and sometimes when you hit rock bottom

all you really need's a bigger drill

and sometimes when your heart is broken

all you really need is engine oil

and sometimes when your friends stop calling

you'll sigh with relief because it's

finally just you and him on a couch in a room in a star system

and he holds your hand and he feeds you, keeps you needing him more than you'll ever need them

you could been anything, anyone, anywhere but here you are

in a city, in a house, in a room, on a couch, lying in a dead boy's arms

Episode 9 is here and Bug and Matt are reminiscing about the places they definitely SHOULD NOT have been on tour right before they hit the road again. Don't be a hater, leave us a good review

Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt (The Narcissist Cookbook) and Bug (Bug Hunter) where we are challenged to write a song demo from scratch every episode.

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-- SPOILERS FOR THIS EPISODE BELOW --

Prompt: "In a Scoring/Sporting Position"

----Bug's Song-----

Title: The Upperhand

Additional Challenge: Safe Space for Hate

Lyrics:

 I am barking at the mailman

though you tell me there's no hope

Butupperhandr barked at milkmen

when's the last time you saw one of those

I am barking at the squirrels outside

and no one thinks it works

but my father barked at sabretooths

and wiped them from the Earth

We can solve it like our fathers, open hands balled into fists

if we solve it like our fathers we'll just end up in the mess we're in

Throwing punches when you're cornered, we understand

but you're punching when you have the upperhand

I am barking out at everything

I like the way it sounds

cause my father barked at everything

and I want to make him proud

We can solve it like our fathers, walk 10 paces, turn and shoot

If we solve it like our fathers, then our kids will solve it this way too

Throwing punches when you're cornered, we understand

but you're punching when you have the upperhand

The whole world loves an underdog but you can't break the rules

and start beating us with baseball bats when your team starts to lose

the screaming in the stands might sound like cheering from this far

and all your kids are watching and can't tell the two apart

and all your kids are watching when you tell them who you are

Throwing punches when you're cornered, we understand

but you're punching when you have the upperhand

---- Matt's Song -----

Title: Curdled Milkteeth

Additional Challenge: Something where it ought not to be

Lyrics:

i was driving through the highlands at a quarter to 5 in the morning in the middle of june

i was listening to a record that i used rely on to get by and thinking about you

stop the car at intersections, check my heart

spin the wheel in your direction

cause somewhere out in the dark

you're burning and all i need to do is to follow the heat

if i never come up for air i won't ever need to breathe

i won't need to breathe

curdled milkteeth

now i don't know this road from any other

i'm hungry and tired and i'm a hundred exits deep

and the valley walls are so high

that i must have missed the sunrise

if there ever was a sunrise

I don't know when it happened, but sometime in the past I got too tall to sneak through the rye

I suddenly recall how i used to rely on you to catch me before I hit the overhang

Kill the engine, try to soothe my racing heart

Turn my head in your direction