This is the first album of Ellís Luiz. Since I finished CRNDLSM, and I was still writing music, I already had an outline growing with no substance. I was trying to get gigs as CRNDLSM, but I can’t sell myself, I have a few superfans but I’ve been told too many times that I’m ‘too original’. I signed on with a gig finder company and they sent me a contract that I wouldn’t play a show two weeks before or after the one they signed me up for, but I already had a gig at super happy fun land scheduled. That’s when I snapped and I wrote These seven songs to play my SHFL gig as a different artist. Then I guest starred as CRNDLSM in the middle of the set to advertise my other show. I took off my hat and glasses to show I was a different person. The gig finder show was canceled anyways because of the venue itself, but the damage was done, Ellís Luiz was born.
This first album I improvised it almost entirely, only afterwords bringing the lyrics to pigpen for improvement. CRNDLSM was a lot of work, specific guitar parts and lyrics, Ellís Luiz was supposed to be fun and mostly improvised. I start with a guitar part and lyrics and don’t really know how it’s gonna go, which can cause more anxiety for a set, if I mess up the loop pedals there is no saving it or going back.
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Virtual reality –
Don’t believe everything you see.
Nothing’s what it seems to be
in virtual reality.
So much fun in the sun:
flex your guns and burn your buns.
You’ll think you’ve won, second to none,
but when it’s all said and done,
you’ll be stunned how the story’s spun.
Nose to the grind, what do you find?
Try to unwind and you’re left behind.
You’ll think they’re kind, ’til they speak their mind,
but they can’t dull your shine
if you’re deaf, dumb, and blind.
So much strain on your brain,
but pain is gain so dont complain.
Try to refrain from too many refrains,
explain it plain, or entertainment’s
down the drain.
Virtual reality –
Don’t believe everything you see.
Nothing’s what it seems to be
in virtual reality.
This was my first sonnet, it was the only song I played that set that wasn’t improvising the lyrics, to be legitimate I needed one ‘song’ even if I improvised the music. This explains pretty much everything about Ellís Luiz.
Jeez luiz amazing
Oh my God it’s awesome
Listen please you’ll thank me
Ellís Luiz is crazy
Self promotion makes me want to puke.
It’s necessary if you want to play,
cause even venues have to get their pay,
and I don’t want to say, ‘my shit’s a fluke.’
But I don’t want to say, ‘I’m freaking great!’
a narcissistic prick, ‘hey look at me!’
cause then how could I make you want to see?
‘Of course I’ll play for free, just pick a date!’
I’ll change my name and alter my attire.
I’ll even change my whole musical style.
Then each of me can take over a while,
but who’s behind the smile, am I a liar?
I’ll circumvent the self promotion shame,
but schizophrenic, sick, it’s all the same…
It was easy to improvise these songs because I already had the outline developing. 7 songs, 7 modes. The first song is in C, the second in D, this is E, then F, G, A, and B. I used a piano to loop a bass and drum then improvised on the white keys of the piano for the different modes. Then I just did my best to translate it on the guitar. The song titles were already in place because they increase in number of letters by primes. The first song has two letters, the second has three, this has 5, then 7, 11, 13, and 17 for the last song. Also the first letters going down the outline spell VIBGYOR and the last letters do the same backwards… ROYGBIV. So 5 letters, starts with B, ends with Y, Berry. A very scary berry.
I know your type – so full of hype,. you groan and gripe that fruits aren’t ripe.
Think you’re a wizard? Here take a lizard,. cut out the gizzard, conjure a blizzard.
Suddenly freezing? Can’t stop sneezing, coughing, and wheezing? Hands on neck, squeezing?
‘Cause I’m the killer! You’ll be the filler that fits in my chiller, later the griller.
So sick of your crap, deserving a slap. You step in my trap; I tighten the strap.
Here’s the berry. It’s very scary.
On the attack – you’re worthless you hack! Cut you some slack? Stay on track!
You got me gaggin’ on all of your braggin’. Think you’re so swaggin’ to summon a dragon!
Suddenly bleeding? It’s just what you’re needing. Temperature’s heating, the creature is feeding!
‘Cause now you’re the ghost deserving to roast. I’m raising a toast: It’s my turn to boast!
I’m leading the flock! I’m breaking the lock! Oh, what a shock… There’s plenty in stock.
Here’s the berry. It’s very scary.
And every album just has to have an instrumental, this one has no time signature cause I love making noise sometimes.
The fun of making shit up. Another que I used to improvise these songs is the time signatures. Song 5 is in 5/4. Song 2 is in 2/4, song 3 is in 9/8 (multiple 3s). Song 6 is 6/8 (similar to 3), song 7 is 7/8. Track 4 is no time signature cause I needed it to be different than track 2 and no time signature is legitimate. There really isn’t a 1/4 for track 1 so I did 11/8. Yay how fun.
Do what you feel
Keep it real
Steer the wheel
To the sweet reveal
Blinding flash, then you crash
Turn to ash, succotash
Do what you want
Keep it blunt
Perform any stunt
groan or grunt
Unh ugh uhh
You can adlib
Share a spare rib
Wear a square bib
You can adlib
Repair a rare crib
Dare your scared sib
You can adlib
Do what you think
Keep it pink
Drink from the sink
Blink when you wink
You can adlib
13 letters, starts with O ends with I, a minor, 6/8 time, can you guess the over all theme to this album? I wasn’t quite as rigid with it as I was CRNDLSM.
Once upon a wi-fi,
I spied the whole world wide,
misadventures in the night.
When the flames touched the sky,
bank accounts went dry,
windows opened, people tried to fly.
Once upon a wi-fi,
I spied a private eye
looking for an alibi.
His lonely wife sharpens a knife.
Naive? Sigh…
another murder-suicide.
Once upon a wi-fi,
I spied a spirit guide
in the corner, getting high.
Brains fried,
nowhere to hide.
Desensitized, I’m not surprised.
Once upon a wi-fi,
I spied while two ships collided.
I’ll never know why
everybody’s gotta die!
Cause I ended the CRNDLSM series with the stations of the cross this was ‘loosely’ based on the stations of light. My favorite thing about this album is when it loops back to the beginning.
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