Rebecca Pittenger's Podcast of Weird Songs

This is a song about no longer dreaming. I imagined it as being performed by a bunch of low-voiced man cowboy dudes. So, I recorded 2 versions of the lead vocals, and I made the 2nd version an octave lower, so that it would sound almost sorta like low-pitched-voice-men singing. 

This is the song that's supposed to go before the one I posted last night. I realized the effed up relationship album needed a song between the one where the girl and dude want to get together and the one where had their first encounter. Y'know, like, it needed a nice little transition. All that.

This is the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship, Part 2; the girl and the guy get together, but the girl discovers she is no longer attracted to him. Oh, no! Maybe her attraction for him will come back. Maybe it will. Maybe, just maybe.

I dunno who it was who moved into these parts and decided to terrorize everyone within a mile of them, but I hope they go away forever soon.

I am the girl that sings and prays inside the Drinking Church

This song sucks; maybe it'll grow on me. But probably not cuz I think it sucks. The concept is kinda cool, but the execution is dumb. True to my German heritage, I am a fan of taking many words and putting them together to make a new word. In this song, I have created a new word: It's she's-not-pretty-anymore; it is a noun. It is a woman who is not pretty anymore but instead of saying, "this is a woman who is not pretty anymore," you  can just say "she's a she's-not-pretty-anymore."

This is the next song in the effed  up relationship, part 2. The main character girl and the ex-boyfriend dude speak on the phone. She's a-tryin' to get him to agree to get back together.

I decided yesterday's song needed a general introduction and a little tweaking here and there, so I added a general introduction/rap-thingy to it and did a little teeny tiny bit of tweaking. Here it is!

This is a demo of a song I'm hoping to record next week. I need to think of other parts of it. I got it from a dream this morning.

This song is about an evil housing development that is getting planned in the town I grew up in. Instead of building on flat, ugly, depressing land that could be improved with the addition of some nice houses, they're planning on chopping down 3000-4000 oak trees, paving over rare natural habitat and killing a bunch of members of endangered species. So, I'm protesting against it. I see a vision of the future: hundreds and hundreds of coyotes and other wild animal will be running into the nearby neighborhoods, fleeing the destruction of their habitat. And said coyotes might just eat a bunch of people's kids and pets. That's what I'm imagining, anyway. I wish the powers-that-be would ask the land what the land wants. Sure, people need houses, but there's a wise way to do it, a way that doesn't involve paving over land that is sacred to me. (And probably sacred to the Indigenous people from these parts,, the Chumash People). Anyway, this is my song o' protest. Yes, indeed.