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Trebuchet

by George Hrab

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1.
God is Not Great god is not great, not from where I stand this 21st century man can, tend to get irate / I rate, on a scale from one to one less than some, it’s no fun, pounding my fists at the gate god is not great, I’ll plainly state, it’s not to late, maybe it is god’s way to mean, for all the power he’s got apparently it’s a lot I find it all obscene / seen quite enough of this bad play, yet they stay, day after day, less logic more latrine god’s way to mean, I’ll calmly scream, and cause a scene and in a way, it’s a shame, that some folks would remain in a box, and ignore, what they say he made us for god’s no ‘of course’, he’s had enough of a chance a new song needs a new dance, I’ll scream until I’m hoarse/horse race is lost but jockeys whip, though their grip starts to slip, never questioning the source god’s no of course, Christian or Norse, Sauron or Force, to me it’s all the same- god is not great.
2.
Everything Alive Will Die Someday Just remember- everything alive will die someday and that’s OK. It’s the great equating factor in the world like some desiccated tractor, we all run out of gas, this life can’t last ‘cause everything alive will die someday I used to worry that my folks would someday die ‘cause that meant if they could than that meant so could I too young to handle this morose philosophy I’d rather get high my way climbing up a tree and looking at the small-huge world I could survey I wondered what it’d feel like on that final day and calculated the heartbeats left in my lot then realized I best relax and just enjoy the time I’ve got and I’d remember- that everything alive will die someday and that’s OK. From the single cellular to grandiose seems we’re all destined to be toast ev’ry leaf, bush, shrub, and tree, will cease to be ‘cause everything alive will die someday every empire crumbles, every mammoth tumbles to the ground ally and enemy, both kick the bucket equally and in this truth there lies a fact if you ignore those who distract you might get to realize the fairness of unfairness is in everything’s demise You should remember, everything alive will die someday and that’s hard to say, but to me it’s more a blessing than a curse (is this a chorus or a weird verse?) every hand that’s ever writ- will up and quit, ‘cause everything alive will die someday BUT IN THE MEANTIME: I get to see you smile, and that makes it, ok for a while. To look into your eyes is worth the eventual demise of Earth
and of ev’ry living cell, what the hell… we get to be like Deborah and Clive for a few days So let’s remember, everything alive will die someday but let me say, you shouldn’t do just whatever you will don’t ever cause any ill- an historic reversal. Don’t you know? This IS the only chance you’ve got, it aught to mean an awful lot, this is the show and not some rehearsal talk of an extra inning implies this is just a beginning but there’s no prize you will be winning your existence is enough of a reward to keep you grinning or at least should be…
3.
Ms.Information If there’s a problem you can always rely on one smart cookie with the masterful eye no type of problem has a chance to slip by Mz Information got who what where when and why Give her a challenge and she rise to the test a host of answers that won’t be second guessed her blond ambition simply makes her the best Ms. Information (got ya covered) north south east and west If there’s no way, it can be done in a day she will kick your deadline’s ass with her methods empirical you won’t believe the results you receive but don’t think that just ‘cause it’s done that it was not a miracle Problems are smashed with brick like tenacity facts packed and backed up by her veracity she shine despite shade cast by someone like me Mz. Information knows all- A to Z If there’s a dilemma with no solution she’ll clear the page of all eyeball pollution then spin your task with design revolution that’s why they call her: Ms. Information If there’s some way you need it yesterday and its got to have a sheen though it is just un-glossable she’ll do the work, but don’t you be a jerk and assume that what she does is any thing less than impossible Much more a star destroyer (boom!) than a planet (ah...) so solid you could mistake her for granite I should have told her this long ago should have known better but now I know If there’s a problem you can always rely on one smart cookie with the masterful eye no type of problem has a chance to slip by Mz Information got who what when where how if and why
4.
Fifty Stories One way streets and pre-sleet drips fill the trip with anticipation cautious calls during a busy fall through the all of past times recollections on the phone of not being alone of passing ships and skipped trips and paid debts and lost pets, and man it’s good to hear your voice Nicely sized and mildly spiced, fifty stories told while fifty stories high They are something but they don’t know what that something really is could it be that so much time has passed right by could it be that so much time has passed right by A dozen should do nicely I know it’s pricey, but the pleasure outweighs the cost adult conversation abrupt relocation a new dispensation to fill the calendar’s empty squares, smiling stares and pulled out chairs beginning from the last and, what’s past and, lots cast and… Nicely sized and mildly spiced, fifty stories told while fifty stories high They are something but they don’t know what that something really is could it be that so much time has passed right by could it be that so much time has passed right… ‘Bye’s been said so many times, here’s to “hello” Mildly spiced and nicely sized, fifty stories told while fifty stories high They are something but they don’t know what that something really is could it be that so much time has passed right by how could it be that so much time has passed right… ‘Bye’s been said so many times, here’s to “hello”
5.
FAR 02:55
FAR This stuff is FAR. You ponder the universe and a look comes ‘cross your face You try to fathom distances of all the stuff in space but you can’t wrap the bacon of your mind around the fig of all the terms required to describe how big is big so let me get specific, and use words scientific go whip out your thesaurus, for this exacting chorus this stuff is far, [it’s really far] this stuff is far far far away we’re talkin’ far, [like uber far] you can’t get there by car in a day it’s super-duper crazy far but not just pulsars quasars and stars I mean it’s far, [far], far, [far], far, if there’s some doubt listen to us shout [THIS STUFF IS FAR] I sense all the explosions going off inside your brain as your mind gets blown by what I just did explain sorry if my words might drive you all insane but that’s what happens when precision is your middle name so with an exacting factor, like some sextant or protractor using details quite semantic, I’ll show how huge is this gigantic this stuff is far, [it’s really far] this stuff is far far far away we’re talkin’ far, [like uber far] you can’t get there by car no way it’s super duper crazy far but not just pulsars quasars and stars I mean it’s far, [far], far, [far], far, if there’s some doubt listen to us shout [THIS STUFF IS FAR] too big to explain in any concise ways, it might just have to take 365 days I hope that I have offered up some technical assistance and haven’t caused your ticker too much ventricle resistance but you have got to listen and trust my insistence that I am very accurately describing the distance one more time this stuff is far, [it’s really far] this stuff is far far far away we’re talkin’ far, [like JAMIE FARR] you can’t get there by car in a day it’s super duper crazy far but not just pulsars quasars and stars I mean it’s far, [far], far, [far], far, if there’s some doubt listen to us shout THIS STUFF IS FAR
6.
Remora 04:08
Remora Do you know how lucky you are? Do you know how lucky you are? Do you know how lucky? Orion used to be my favorite set of stars now I’m reminded of longing looks cast from cars When I look to the sky, I just see hirsute/her suit guy and want to go all “Townsend” on my guitars Do you know how lucky you are? Do you know how lucky you are? Do you know how lucky? Explained by some as a kind of acquired taste I no longer find the appeal in eating paste shot for copasetic, ended up just pathetic like the circus fat lady one fuck of a waist/waste Do you know how lucky you are? Do you know how lucky you are? Do you know how lucky? Why don’t you learn to shave, it’s a concept you could conceive from cradle to the grave, what exactly did you achieve why don’t you learn to shave, it might look good on you just who are you trying to save, what exactly do you do? what exactly do you do? What exactly do you doo doo. My cutting dictionary has been A to Z’d but I can’t find the words sharp enough to proceed so in its own dull way, there’s one thing left to say seems everybody’s got precisely what they need Do you know how lucky you are? Do you know how lucky you are? Do you know how lucky? Do you?
7.
Sviatoslav Lobster On the stage on the fly on the chance he’s asked to play it with a wink and a collect call like a sage with an answer refusing to say it it’s assumed he can do it all while every train that arrives at the station, is booked without a fee though he appreciate the destination his fare is always paid by me, by me. White and black keys, are played with ease the memories, which used to tease no longer affect him though it was late in his life when he realized the notion he still had plenty notes left to play not a friend or a wife, but something from the ocean could give him the will to stay all the intense scrutiny and crazy pressure resulted in a desperate plea so by summoning the will of this red companion he could do it all because of me, because of me White and black keys, are played with ease the memories, which used to tease no longer dissect him some would call it drastic yet made out of plastic this crustacean’s job is to just regulate the flow so it’s all a “go” a type of devotion not quite from the ocean but insuring motion that the piddling of the ivories always comes with ease audience to please common enemies one bows from the waistband obsessive dirty word. Pah. So I sit in my place offering up no resistance making sure one and one are two though the calm on his face is due to my assistance I do not want the credit due as the notes and the chords light up the arena, it’s not the stand light that helps him see the repose on the stage is pure fabrication as he travels back and forth across the nation acting like stud despite castration all thanks to this plastic crustacean he achieves it all because of me, because of me Plucked from the seas, to help appease his strange disease, no thanks no pleas I decide to protect him
8.
When I Was Your Age When I was your age- the phone was tied to the wall with a kinky twisty three and a half foot chord it’s hard to believe but it had a ring that could not be turned off or ignored we couldn’t choose the sound of the ring it was just the sound that we called “the phone” we’d never heard of a ring tone When I was your age- our video games looked nothing like the illustration on the box all of the graphics consisted of nothing more than simple lines and dots missiles were just a few pixels and the jungle swinging guy was a stick figure, nothing bigger When I was your age- When I was your age we had this stuff called “film” you would stick in a camera before you took a shot and then you had to wait like a week until you could tell what pictures you got you would hand the film to a guy in a parking lot who lived in a booth, yeah it’s the truth When I was your age you had to wait till the movie was either in the theater or on TV you couldn’t rent an adventure if you wanted adventure you just had to wait and see and once you were watching you couldn’t stop or pause or even try to rewind, but we didn’t mind When I was your age- You see me as a grown up, singing from the stage I bet you can’t believe, I was ever your age- I was your age. When I was your age I loved Star Wars but I hear you love watching Star Wars more than me I wanted to be Indiana Jones and Dr. Jones is who you aspire to be and I liked playing with Legos and Legos are what you currently build and rearrange I guess some things never change When I was your age I didn’t like doing homework but when it was finished it always felt real good I didn’t like brushing my teeth but I brushed my teeth because Bert and Ernie said that I should I didn’t like listening to Mom though I knew deep inside it was the right thing to do and so do you, you know what’s true? Before you can say “boo” You’ll be my age too
9.
Trebuchet 03:21
Instrumental
10.
Atlanta 05:37
Atlanta I was lost, the roads left did not seem right covered the cost with spare change picked up after each fight saw the path that I was bound to take although I checked the math, I refused to admit a mistake How could I know what would happen at the end of that night Atlanta you saved me, you saved me. Time went fast, courting kindness not easily dismissed first to the mast with sounds of sirens too hard to resist a captain in part, reading maps filled with ways of because although I had the chart, I refused to admit where I was How could I know that my rescue was just out of sight Atlanta you saved me, yeah you saved me. Atlanta you saved me, yeah you saved me Past paths more pathetic than the forest before us to think it's synthetic for someone to adore us but I found the trail though the sands had all shifted  overwhelmed by the weight of the load that was lifted suddenly, all the words that used to weigh me down get to be the same words lifting me off the ground how could I know, that my falling would turn into flight Atlanta you saved me, yeah you saved me. Atlanta you saved me, yeah you saved me yeah you saved me, you saved me
11.
Death From The Skies The fairness of unfairness is in everything’s demise These are the ways the world will end- these are the ways: odds of dying by asteroid impact: 1 in 700,000 The overall risk of dying from an impact in your lifetime is one in seven hundred thousand- somewhat less than being killed by a fireworks accident, but still more probable than being killed on an amusement park ride or by an act of terrorism. These are the ways the world will end... Odds of dying by supernova explosion: 1 in 10,000,000 Supernovae happen about once per century in any given galaxy. Assuming the event would cause a mass extinction killing everyone on earth- the odds of you specifically dying from one during your lifetime are about 1 in 10 million. These are the ways the world will end... Odds of dying by solar flare or coronal mass ejection: ZERO* but with an asterisk. While a whopping big solar event can seriously impair or destroy a nation's infrastructure and economy, in general it will not directly cause deaths. We have to rate this a zero* chance for human fatality, but with an asterisk, as a nod to the destructive power it has in other ways. Odds of dying by gamma ray burst: 1 in 14,000,000 Gamma ray bursts are dangerous from distances of more than 7,000 light years. You would have to be in the path of a relatively narrow beam to get hurt. Your odds of being killed by a GRB are one in 14 million. You're about as likely to be killed by a shark attack. These are the ways the world will end... Eventual odds of dying by death of the sun: inevitable These are the ways the world will end... Eventual odds of dying by galactic doom: inevitable These are the ways the world will end... eventual odds of dying by death of the universe: inevitable These are the ways the world will end...
12.
Never Knew 04:06
Never Knew I never knew why apples were worth bobbin I never knew what Batman saw in Robin I never knew why Gene insisted on singing while getting wet I never knew how Will Rogers liked every single man he met but now it’s true, because of you, I do I never knew how Sherlock could be so good at solving I never knew how Chuck could just observe, and come up with “evolving” I never knew why zombies had such a taste for brains I never knew why high plains drifters insisted on drifting while high on the plains but now it’s true, because of you , I do I never knew how Laird could dive headfirst into 30 foot swells I never knew how the professor could make so much stuff out of coconut shells I never knew how gamblers on a winning streak could assume that they’d never lose I never knew why the squares of the sides of a right triangle equal the square of the hypotenuse, but now it’s true, because of you Despite my situation, of unending frustration it seems my education is affected by your location it’s true I never knew, how much I never knew. I never knew what rhymed with orange that’s till you asked me to fix your squeaky door hinge so now it’s true, because of you, I knew I never knew what I didn’t know ‘cause I didn’t know if I ever get to know, what I never knew- it’s true I never knew what I didn’t know ‘cause I didn’t know if I ever get to know, what I never knew- ‘til you I never knew what I didn’t know ‘cause I didn’t know if I ever get to know, what I never knew- it’s true I never knew what I didn’t know ‘cause I didn’t know if I ever get to know, what I never ever never ever knew- ya know?
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Instrumental
14.
Where Have You Been? You made him leave his guitar behind That’s something never not ever on his mind unfair distraction with light and with heat one stop later gladly gives up his seat, for you Made to think the things that he’d never thought look, mind, and thinker had him fished in and caught no sides of equation to figure out knows value of X now he can shout- where have you been? All of the planning he would have to forget one touch and forward puts it back of the net saying the words he said that he’d never say unbelieving heathen now will willingly pray, for you surfs on the notion that this all could be real hopes that your trial bell will ring with appeal you removed the staples from the sides of his mask sun shines on his face now he can ask- where have you been? He was searching and searching for you (through all humanity) and he thought that it had to be true (despite insanity) so if nothing else comes of all this (here comes profanity) at least he can say “you exist” Where have you been? Where have you been? the thing that told him that it was real that time you made him leave his guitar behind
15.
Instrumental
16.
Small Comfort I don’t believe in heaven, and I know that there’s no hell, I don’t think you’ve gone anywhere, and I guess that’s just as well ‘Cause I want to remember the last look in your eye it was the best and worst thing, to get to say goodbye, to you They say we’re not supposed to comprehend, but I want to know more being there with you at the end, was a pain I had hoped for Did you know where you were going, did you like the time you’d spent I wish that you’d stayed longer but that’s not how it went now I know there’s no forever, but of all the hearts I’ve met I think the place we ended up was as close as one could get, did you? They say were not supposed to understand, that doesn’t help me watching you leave by my own hand were the cards that were dealt me some would blame the dealer some would blame the deal some would make up stories that never could be real I hope when you left you were glad to be back home, I think that you knew you would never be alone I’ve no need for heaven or some eternal bluff I prefer what’s real and what we had here was enough I’m glad I get to miss you but that you can never miss me thinking you’ll wake up and see us is your eternity, small comfort. I miss you. I miss you. I l
17.
Happy Birthday Baby Happy birthday baby, Your special day is here Happy birthday baby, I get to love you for another year Happy birthday baby, time can go so fast let’s do everything to make your day last Happy birthday baby, make a wish upon a star Happy birthday baby, I wished for you and here you are Happy birthday baby, enjoy every last crumb may today be the best day so far but the worst of what’s to come I wish I could control the sun that way your day could last until you wanted it done Happy birthday baby, lots of cake to go around Happy birthday baby, I hope your feet never touch the ground Happy birthday baby, one thing I know is true every day’s my birthday ‘cause I’ve got you I wish I could control the sun that way your day could last until you wanted it done, ‘til it was done Happy birthday baby, here’s to many more Happy birthday baby, to the person I adore Happy birthday baby, two things I know are true this day is your birthday and I love you

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[from the original 2010 liner notes]


Thanks for getting it from the very beginning, and for staying through the siege: Donna Mugavero

Thanks for continuing to make everything I do sound so much better than it has any right to, and for being my brother: Slau

Thank for being on the album: Slau, Phil Plait, Peter Gregson, Andy Kowal, Dale Gerheart, Steve Bridges, Larry Ogden, Dave Painchaud

Thanks for recording Peter at a moments notice: Milton Mermikides

Thanks for the incredible Happy Birthday Baby chart and for the 21 groove in One Hypnopompic Jerk: Stephen Primatic

Thanks for playing these tunes live: Eric Kenlin & Vinnie Puccio

Thanks for being my incredibly generous and talented band mates: The Philadelphia Funk Authority- Gary Rivenson, Larry Ogden, Andy Portz, Andy Kowal, Dave Burt, Dale Gerheart, Jill Gaudius, & Vinnie Puccio

Thanks for catching me: Kiera Wilhelm

Thanks for introducing me to podcasting: Skepticality- Robynn “Swoopy” McCarthy, Derek “Derek” Colanduno

Thanks for sending me to Vegas & beyond: James Randi Educational Foundation- James Randi, Jeff Wagg, Linda & Karl Shallenberger, D.J. Grothe, Bart Farkas, Alison Smith

Thanks for making me write “When I Was your Age” quickly: Beatnik Turtle- Jason Feehan, Tom Roper, Randy Chertkow

Thanks for getting me to Australia and for sneaking in FAR everywhere: The Skeptic Zone Richard Saunders, Kylie Surgess, Rachael Dunlop, Eran Segev

Thanks for getting me to England: Tracy King

Thanks for being such generous hosts: Milton & Bridget Mermikides

Thanks for being so amazingly friendly: The Skeptics Guide to the Universe- Rebecca Watson, Evan Bernstein, Jay Novella, Steven Novella, Robert Novella

Thanks for asking me to play at NECSS: NYC Skeptics- Michael Feldman, Matt Sekedat

Thanks for the continued support and enthusiasm: Dave Jackson at Musician’s Cooler

Thanks for lending the fretless bass: John Paul Cappiello

Thanks for the fancast and so much more: Carrie Parkinson

Thanks for the continued support: Scott Sigler, A Kovacs

Thanks for the kind comments: Adam Savage
Thanks for the intro: Richard Wiseman
Thanks for the Trebuchet: Jason Reed
Thanks for the ridiculous bid: Keisha Johnson
Thanks for getting me to Chicago: Jennifer Newport

Thanks to everyone that listens to the show... and follows me on twitter... and comments on Facebook... and...

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released August 12, 2010

Music and lyrics by George Hrab

Except: Death from the Skies lyrics by Phil Plait from his book "Death From The Skies" (total coincidence)

Big Band arrangement for Happy Birthday Baby by Stephen Primatic

Vocal arrangement for God Is Not Great by Slau

Recorded and engineered by Slau at BeSharp Studios, Astoria NY

Album Packaging Design by Donna Mugavero at Sheer Brick Studio

Cello for Small Comfort recorded by Milton Mermikides at Miltone Studios, London

Photography: John Sterling Ruth Studio

Museum Photo: Tim Farley
Drumming & Blue Leap Photo: Kiera Wilhelm
Oscar Photo: Chris Friedenberg
Horns & Slau photo: Geo

Produced by George Hrab

all songs © 2010 You Call That Music
album © 2010 Geologic Records

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George Hrab is a multi-instrumentalist, singer, songwriter, story teller, science advocate, producer, composer, & vigilant defender of the Theory of Gravity. He’s produced seven studio albums, 800 plus podcasts, two books, one concert DVD and is determined to keep making more and more stuff everyday. ... more

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