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Songs by The Van Allen Belt.
Scott Taylor: Director of Photography, Chief Lighting Technician, Visual Effects, Editor, Script Supervisor
Tamar Kamin: Co-Director, Screenwriter, Producer:
Benjamin K. Ferris: Songwriter, Audio Production, Best Boy
Jacob Harver: Executive Producer, Camera Production Assistant
Cast:
The Remington
Tamar Kamin
Benjamin K. Ferris
Jacob Harver
Victoria Plume
Richard Elmsworth
Bernadette Lim
James A. Vitullo
Michael Green
Ricky Harris
Props courtesy of Greyland Gallery.
Special thanks to Rocco Sait, Eric Alleman, & everyone at the Lemon Grove who helped make this happen!
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Lyrics:
I was given something by a something in the air
Or a girl with curly hair
Who had been unaware
That I was learning how to fight the army of despair
If life would send me misery, I'd tell it is was wrong
And then I'd make it sing along
Lost in some melody
You could never get to me
I was so obsessed, you see
I was my own giving tree
Spent the better part of my life writing tunes in vain
Sometimes to kill the pain
Sometimes just to explain
The comedy that never ends inside my foolish brain
When I met you, you were just the perfectest of all
An angel in the sun as I recall
It was you who had a clue
And the interest only grew
So easy to talk to you
But I was still with you know who
Grandeur of delusions is the nature of the job
Our world is in a huff
Is pleasure not enough?
Like I was gonna liberate some country with my stuff
Or somehow I could kill the sadness in somebody else
If I could make a sound cast spells
I'm a shaman in disguise
I will win the Nobel Prize
I'll defuse bombs with my eyes
And take down all the oil guys
What's the good in all of that when it ain't next to you
And in my Xanadu
In the heights of 412
I'm writing lovey-dovey crap instead of something new
I would like to be there when you have a funny thought
I'll throw on the coffee pot
Do you still take it black?
Maybe I could make a snack
We can laugh at Nickelback
And grab a vinyl from the stack
So, silly me, I thought that I could win you with a song
But songs don't really work
Call me sometime
If you dare
I don't care if you're sorry or something
But in my mind
And on my bike
You're just the kind
I can't dislike
How's your new life?
How's the job?
I've been living in hungrier places
But even with that being said
I feel the best times are ahead
You can see I'm trying
And failure I'm achieving
The world'll go on dying
Your presence is relieving
Hard for me to say it
I know I have an issue
But, baby, you're the crazy
If you don't think I miss you
Can't shake you from my thoughts
Got a habit of missing shots
Does writing this make me a jerk?
Cuz I know songs don't really work
And if they did I'd probably...
Lie
#soundmojo #soundmojoartist #thevanallenbelt
Scott Taylor: Director of Photography, Chief Lighting Technician, Visual Effects, Editor, Script Supervisor
Tamar Kamin: Co-Director, Screenwriter, Producer:
Benjamin K. Ferris: Songwriter, Audio Production, Best Boy
Jacob Harver: Executive Producer, Camera Production Assistant
Cast:
The Remington
Tamar Kamin
Benjamin K. Ferris
Jacob Harver
Victoria Plume
Richard Elmsworth
Bernadette Lim
James A. Vitullo
Michael Green
Ricky Harris
Props courtesy of Greyland Gallery.
Special thanks to Rocco Sait, Eric Alleman, & everyone at the Lemon Grove who helped make this happen!
Connect with The Van Allen Belt:
Connect with SoundMojo:
Lyrics:
I was given something by a something in the air
Or a girl with curly hair
Who had been unaware
That I was learning how to fight the army of despair
If life would send me misery, I'd tell it is was wrong
And then I'd make it sing along
Lost in some melody
You could never get to me
I was so obsessed, you see
I was my own giving tree
Spent the better part of my life writing tunes in vain
Sometimes to kill the pain
Sometimes just to explain
The comedy that never ends inside my foolish brain
When I met you, you were just the perfectest of all
An angel in the sun as I recall
It was you who had a clue
And the interest only grew
So easy to talk to you
But I was still with you know who
Grandeur of delusions is the nature of the job
Our world is in a huff
Is pleasure not enough?
Like I was gonna liberate some country with my stuff
Or somehow I could kill the sadness in somebody else
If I could make a sound cast spells
I'm a shaman in disguise
I will win the Nobel Prize
I'll defuse bombs with my eyes
And take down all the oil guys
What's the good in all of that when it ain't next to you
And in my Xanadu
In the heights of 412
I'm writing lovey-dovey crap instead of something new
I would like to be there when you have a funny thought
I'll throw on the coffee pot
Do you still take it black?
Maybe I could make a snack
We can laugh at Nickelback
And grab a vinyl from the stack
So, silly me, I thought that I could win you with a song
But songs don't really work
Call me sometime
If you dare
I don't care if you're sorry or something
But in my mind
And on my bike
You're just the kind
I can't dislike
How's your new life?
How's the job?
I've been living in hungrier places
But even with that being said
I feel the best times are ahead
You can see I'm trying
And failure I'm achieving
The world'll go on dying
Your presence is relieving
Hard for me to say it
I know I have an issue
But, baby, you're the crazy
If you don't think I miss you
Can't shake you from my thoughts
Got a habit of missing shots
Does writing this make me a jerk?
Cuz I know songs don't really work
And if they did I'd probably...
Lie
#soundmojo #soundmojoartist #thevanallenbelt
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