Dawn of the Squid - Too Many Cooks (practice)
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- Опубликовано: 1 фев 2019
- Written by Donald Newholm
Performed by Dawn of the Squid
Donald Newholm - vocals, guitar
Dionisio Perez-Mavrogenis - double bass
Dan Woods - pianna
with Malcolm Gayner - djembe
and Alex Vidzup - drums
Brockley, 22.12.18
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Brilliant song. I’ve listened to it a dozen times now. Still no idea what your saying.
The mark of a great song.
Fear not, the official version is out, now with enunciated lyrics!
I know, it's disgraceful
I do hope that this next album is gonna be a elaborate cover of "the Shoggoth on the Roof" with a jazzy/big band twist to it.
Otherwise I see no justification of the tentacle imagery!
Love their quirky style. Must invite them to play at the UF-BEAT FRINGE MUSIC CLUB
I like
too many cooks? too many cooks
Sadly this isn't that superior version.
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@@pigwiththefaceofaboy This is what everyone expected, a cover of this.
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Ah! Yes. No. I actually wrote this in 2008 but it remained homeless til the right project came along
Catchy. If i had money i would buy the album.
Very nice, underrated
Ooooooooo
I will buy your album. You will show me *one* beautiful Dan Woods next time instead of hiding him in a corner. Deal?
Consider it done.
Jef
Did...did you reupload this on the same day?
I did. I had uploaded a version with inferior audio. You aren't losing your marbles.
Bang! At the door, three or four, they are clad in
White, I invite them in and then they begin in their
Hats with the bulgy bits. Indulgent gits who sit and
Witlessly debate and it frustrates me so I tell them so but
What do you know? They don't comprehend but
Only talk in circles, shirking work and cutting corners always
Fawning over older cooks who wrote the books they imitate,
In the end I take my leave for such a brief reprieve
’Cause soon there's a spoon arcing up, sailing fast across the
Room, I assume that the bastards must have thrown it, with a
Blow to my head, what I said, I shall not repeat the
Words, sternly put to the effect that they should beat a retreat
I walked through the door, and I baulked at the things I saw
Assortments of salts and preservatives upon the floor
And what is more, a deficiency of recipe and
It was not the deal that they should murder my meal
Quite the beastly bistro this has become, oh
I wish I'd never let them into my kitchen
Gigantic ants in the pantry
Punting the poor paltry poultry
Pies made of plywood, fried pud
and fox in woks
Their hats get too big for their boots, alpha chef recruits the
Worst excuse for humans with confusing views on who's allowed to
Take lengthy breaks, and they make strange mistakes cause
No one pays attention to the broth, and did I mention they are
Not too meticulous. It is ridiculous but
They refuse to use the most expedient ingredients so
What is the point? Poignantly drab and disappointing,
So many condiments the food she's of-a no consequence
Quite the beastly bistro this has become, oh
I wish I'd never let them into my kitchen
Gigantic ants in the pantry
Punting the poor paltry poultry
Pies made of plywood, fried pud
and fox in woks
Too many cooks have spoiled the broth, I've had enough, the gloves are off
Too many cooks have spoiled the broth, I've had enough, oven gloves are off
Without further ado, I pull off my shoe and I batter the buggers to death
Put the brute in the force and create a new sauce so tonight
I shall dine upon chef.
the way the guy in the back drinks from the bottle in the beginning.... sexy
What a chad.
Tetris
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Oww