Album: Comfortable Bugs Artists: - Michael Guy Bowman Date: December 21, 2012 Date Added: February 12, 2021 URLs: - https://bowman.bandcamp.com/album/comfortable-bugs - https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_lQtx7uCpOsNFM-1-7GCFR4oW7XEfrFDYo Cover Artists: - Tavia Morra Color: '#c3dcaf' Groups: - Michael Guy Bowman - Beyond Commentary: |- Michael Guy Bowman: A very cozy effort (as the title implies). A combination of classic rock sounds of the 70's and some modern electronic tricks to create the mix-tape you always wanted to hear. After spending part of the year doing a lot of different kinds music for commissions, I honed in and got personal on Comfortable Bugs. Flavors of Steely Dan, The Beach Boys, Roxy Music. I wanted the sounds time forgot. This an album for you and the stereo. Get comfortable. Tavia Morra: (original cover art) # Additional Files: # - Title: Album Credits # Files: # - credits_page.jpg --- Track: Hard Reset Duration: '4:06' URLs: - https://bowman.bandcamp.com/track/hard-reset - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2kUE2vKhvsA Lyrics: |- It's been a long time It's been a long run I think I'm ready for some - a little Hard Reset This is a new day I've got a new job I've got to tell everyone about a Hard Reset Hard Reset Caught you on the rebound Hard Reset Caught you on the rebound This is the right place This is the right time I'm telling you right now - this is a Hard Reset I'm on a new page I've got a new beat I'm so glad to have you on a Hard Reset --- Track: '69423' Duration: '4:03' URLs: - https://bowman.bandcamp.com/track/69423 - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-zdjvvqFuME Lyrics: |- This train will make you feel pain, will make you feel pain Tick tock trains - running on the fumes now Turn it on, and how Got to get high get down get lost come round This yarn will make you burn barns, will make you burn barns Big black barns - quite iconoclastic How long will you last If you should trip the light fantastic And I'm not such an innocent kind of guy 'Cause it all comes down to do or die So I won't pretend that I never get high 69423 Don't you blow your smoke on me This knot will get you caught, will get you caught Get your soul bought - keep it on the outside Take it on your stride 'Cause you can't fall can't look can't run can't hide This brick will get you sick, will get you sick Just a big brick waiting in the windows Every good friend knows That once they're open they won't get closed And I'm not such an innocent kind of guy 'Cause it all comes down to do or die So I won't pretend that I never get high 69423 Don't you blow your smoke on me I'm not crazy can't you see? This is where I wanna be 69423 More than just your fantasy Chain them up, don't set them free These bright stars belong to me --- Track: Bad Dudes Duration: '2:45' URLs: - https://bowman.bandcamp.com/track/bad-dudes - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L0w54kvN0QQ Lyrics: |- Now that you have joined the cause You act as though you're owed applause Is this your fight or are these bragging rights? Don't pretend you really care All you've changed is what you wear, What you say, and who you turn away You think you're bad (so bad) With the flag that you've been waving (so bad) With the world you think you're saving (so bad) Is it a fight that you are craving? Maybe it's just food Are you a bad enough dude To carry a torch, to ignite a feud To change the whole world when you change your mood It's hard to conclude Are you bad or just rude? Can you honestly afford To spend your life a sandwich board Your thick skin is only t-shirt thin Your enormous sense of pride Is just another place to hide Let it go - your life is not for show You think you're bad (so bad) With the people you've been taunting (so bad) And the message that you're flaunting (so bad) But is the change that you've been wanting All just attitude? Are you a bad enough dude To carry a torch - to ignite a feud To change the whole world when you change your mood If I might intrude I think you're just some prude You think you're bad (so bad) It could almost be inspiring (so bad) But from you it's only tiring (so bad) If it's attention you're desiring Maybe you're just screwed Are you a bad enough dude To carry a torch, to ignite a feud To change the whole world when you change your mood It's hard to conclude Are you bad or just rude? --- Track: Looking For A Rock Duration: '1:57' URLs: - https://bowman.bandcamp.com/track/looking-for-a-rock - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ckP1KrC1o3U Lyrics: |- Please forgive me - I was not privy The words I needed I'd not heeded Now I see that I've made a blunder I'm looking for a rock I can crawl under I've enforced such a needless course To a mindless goal that consumed my soul But now that I've been torn asunder I'm looking for a rock I can crawl under Don't ask why it took 'til now Cast your stones, I'll take my bow If you think you do no wrong Then you've been under your rock too long Judge me as you would judge yourselves We have all got skeletons on our shelves If we don't let them fossilize Our pet rocks will rule our lives Though it's an impediment I won't turn to sediment Before you bring your gavel down Look at the gravel all around (Wait a minute, we're getting ahead of ourselves here.) --- Track: Comfortable Bugs Duration: '4:41' URLs: - https://bowman.bandcamp.com/track/comfortable-bugs - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9HGVCc2yd7k Lyrics: |- We're comfortable bugs And we don't really care what we're giving away We live to laugh and love and play Each magical day We live in the rugs And the things that we need we keep close at hand So if you'd like to join our band You know that you can 'Cause when you climb on the walls and hide in the trees It's so nice coming down, hanging round in on your knees In the comfort of friends with time you can spend Who you'll proudly defend from now 'til the end We're comfortable bugs living fun-loving lives in a wonderful world Not a care for tomorrow, no pain, no sorrow, just boys and girls We're comfortable bugs living fun-loving lives in a wonderful world Without a care at all We're comfortable bugs But we're not really sure quite which way to go So if you think you're in the know Come be in our show 'Cause when you climb on the walls and hide in the trees It's so nice coming down, hanging round in on your knees In the comfort of friends with time you can spend Who you'll proudly defend from now 'til the end Say it again! We're comfortable bugs living fun-loving lives in a wonderful world Not a care for tomorrow, no pain, no sorrow, just boys and girls We're comfortable bugs living fun-loving lives in a wonderful world Without a care at all --- Track: I'm Letting Go Duration: '4:24' URLs: - https://bowman.bandcamp.com/track/im-letting-go - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_3xgvhsPJgA Lyrics: |- All alone amongst the crowd a voice is in my head "Is there something I'm supposed to do?" Everybody laughing at the jokes I've never read Am I still a member of the crew Tuning to the rhythm of the music in the air Sounding out the words inside my mind The decoration fails to make me even care What was I supposed to find? I'm letting go Of the chances I had but was always gonna blow Of the beautiful people who never said hello Of the life I'd have lived if I knew then what I know Every night I sit and wait like something's gonna change I'll remember how to really smile The waves of time against my mind leave me deranged Can I make this worth the while? Your moves are fly but I'm a fly upon your wall Look in my eyes and make me real Teach me to dance when all the world's at the ball Give me something I can really feel I'm letting go Of the chances I had but was always gonna blow Of the beautiful people who never said hello Of the life I'd have lived if I knew then what I know Of the need to pretend that I'm living in a show Of the notion that I'd stay the same and never grow Of the great desperation to move against the flow Of all the errors I knew at the moment they were made Of the times that I left when I really should have stayed Of the secret inside that I'm still afraid Commentary: |- Michael Guy Bowman: (Music video!) --- Track: Three Small Words Duration: '4:04' URLs: - https://bowman.bandcamp.com/track/three-small-words - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KNDaaxkUaik Lyrics: |- Say it isn't so hard to hear the things I have to say Say that I'm just a fool to think there's something in the way I can always call you I could never call you Say I won't have to wait for some occasion to arise Say the words I would say to you would come as no surprise I can never tell you I can only show you One small chance - One thin line No damn way I can conceive to say what's on my mind I love you - Three small words Just the dumbest thing I'm sure that you have ever heard Each time I try to call it feels absurd Say the truth deep inside your soul will only set you free Say this kind of exposure makes you just as scared as me I can hear my own voice Rehearsing-all-lone-voice Say if you saw me at my worst you would not turn away Say there's more to look forward to than wondering what to say Something I believe in I'd take such relief in One small chance - One thin line No damn way I can conceive to say what's on my mind I love you - Three small words Just the dumbest thing I'm sure that you have ever heard For now I guess the call remains deferred --- Track: Every Time I Look Into Your Eyes Duration: '8:58' URLs: - https://bowman.bandcamp.com/track/every-time-i-look-into-your-eyes - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3IBWJebGEak Lyrics: |- If the air gets colder Would you care to smolder Here between my shoulders Underneath the skin of my disguise? When the music's playing What can be worth saying Yours will leave me praying Every time I look into your eyes For your own protection Mind your eyes' reflection Like a strange projection You will leave your subjects hypnotized Radiant and dangerous Though the act is painless I go nearly brainless Every time I look into your eyes Where do all of the walls go When you walk in the door You are the "and's" and the "also's" I am the "either" and "or" You look to me like an angel I took to you like a drug Bizarro heaven or strange hell We both were comfortable bugs Like a born romantic Mine are words pedantic Left to my own antics Nothing I have learned at all applies Things that I hold sacred Tenderly invaded I am nearly naked Every time I look into your eyes I can't remember the lies Why is it such a surprise? --- Track: Roll With The Punches Duration: '3:56' URLs: - https://bowman.bandcamp.com/track/roll-with-the-punches - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jAyVQk1oU5g Lyrics: |- Who do we know when we know who we are? Who do we play when we're playing our part? Why do we keep putting on disguises Clinging to the cheapest of surprises? Clothes make the man, but the man makes mistakes How to survive in a world full of fakes? Why do we repress our on affections Living by the code of our rejections? Is it always so damn hard To learn to be happy with who you are To roll with the puches Admit that our hunches Are the only truths we know? Why must our praise be indulged by a score? How can we love when we live like a whore? Where did we acquire these convictions Guided not by joy but our afflictions? Why call the gaffes when we're all making bluffs? Who says we're made of immutable stuff? Why do we keep burying the layers? Couldn't we admit we're only players? --- Track: Light Of Apollo Duration: '4:11' URLs: - https://bowman.bandcamp.com/track/light-of-apollo - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fo_BSpf72xY Lyrics: |- The light of Apollo rises and falls across the sky The cool of the evening slows your breathing to a sigh Lost in the lake house on the beaten path One broken camera snaps a photograph The pictures are gathered, gently slathered, fixed in place The walls of the gallery, climbing, towering into space Beckon you sweetly to forgotten sets One million memories in a stranger's net Another golden hour - a needle in the sea Another gift shop postcard - always close to me The light of Apollo flows through all we see The faraway beach this tour bus reaches melts away The thundering ocean casts erosion to the bay No trace at all outside my shadow box Printed and pinned up high behind the locks The dusk and the morning lull you, yawning, to your wrist The light and the shadows churn as paddles through the mist Life through a mirror might be forged of dreams Just one more snapshot rough along the seams Another golden hour - a needle in the sea Another gift shop postcard - always close to me A friend I don't remember - a place we used to go Someday it will heal us - someday they will show The light of Apollo flows through all we know