Franglophone songwriter extraordinaire
Our civilization is agonizing, suffering from several incurable diseases. Meanwhile, clinging to the past like barnacles on a rotting hull, our fearless leaders only have eyes for the entrancing T.I.N.A. 99% made on an iPad with GarageBand 1.1. Crooned with a cold.
When the shit hits the fan, celebrate life and love by writing a smutty little pop song.
Quasi-instrumental. To whip up Smooth Groove, begin with a dash of cymbal, add a little fresh-picked commentary, mix in a pinch of misplaced pride, and simmer the mixture over a low flame. Consume without moderation.
Backstory here: http://vincent.knobil.free.fr/sknoblog/?p=698
Silly little song, which is a self-referential commentary on silly little songwriting, and the obvious motivations behind that crafty craft.
"This is without a doubt the Stairway to Heaven of hedgehog songs. Monumental. Formidable. WOW!!!! 'take that, you little prick' - the best lyrics ever written in the english language." - Matt Love.
The grand finale of the "Bye Bye Murka" album.
Hide the kiddies, because here comes Complicity, more metaphorical mayhem and madness, another punk/marching-band mash-up, unwholesome entertainment filled with wanton sex and violence, for your listening pleasure, on how low the US has sunk. From the "Bye Bye Murka" album.
Written around a "MagPo" poem by Pamela Poole (used with permission).
A pop song.
A silly little romp, but a crowd pleaser...
A poignant folk-punk prose poem (that was originally written for guitar and voice, but you know what they say about the best-laid plans...)
Vincent Knobil's gigantic new hit single about a playground bully. The perfect, one-year-later companion piece to Dark Indigo.
Techno Blues Waltz Protest Song with extra bonus at the end. An colorful little ditty about the (then) upcoming American stupidity in Iraq (or how to create thousands of enthusiastic little Bin Ladens in one easy, shortsighted step).
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