On the 5th episode of Jam Mechanics, we make amends to Bug for all the lost ice breakers. This is as close to a "Holiday Episode" as we get, and we almost got it right! Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt (The Narcissist Cookbook) and Bug (Bug Hunter) where we challenge each other 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: The Narcissist Cookbook
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---------- BUG'S SONG Matt's challenge: First Contact (42 word max!)
Title: AlIen Lyrics: When I open up my phone, you're the first name on my list An Alien emoji next to your name and I wish When I open up my phone I wasn't forced to reminisce but when I open up my phone you're the first name on my list you're the first name on my list when I open up my phone the Typo from the time we met I chose to leave alone you're the first name on my list that will never phone home you're the first name on my list when I open up my phone The first contact on my list, when I open up my phone the reminder of the time we met, the name I never chose but AlIen, alphabetically will not leave me alone you're the first name on my list when I open up my phone -------
MATT'S SONG Bug's Challenge: Give me a (misunderstood) Christmas Song Title: A Christmisunderstaning Lyrics:
it's the moment of the midwinter
the time of yule
through a log on the fire
and let it burn
every crackle and spark will represent
a baby pig or a calf to be born next year
here he comes
across the sky
underneath cover of night
he knows who has been naughty
he knows who has been nice
he punishes the wicked
brings good tidings to the pure
so huddle up beside the fire
prepare for the coming of odin
lord of frenzy
weep for the coming of odin
it's december
25th and the children are playing with their new gifts
oh the light of joy in the eyes of a child
as the party winds down
as the wine runs dry
with snow on the ground
we remember the night of the virgin birth
happy birthday mithras
infant god
savior of the people
born from a rock
slayed a bull with your bare hands
so the souls of the sinful would be washed in the blood of the innocent
christmas trees were invented by the pagan celts