POI DOG PONDERING: New 2018 Release

Title: “Remnants of Summer”

TRACK LISTING:

3 Summer Stories

Godless Church

All around the world

Rip it up

Sweetness

Sono Qui

Pacifica

Your silent face

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Produced & Mixed by: Martin Stebbing, Frank Orrall & Ted Cho

Recorded by: Ted Cho, Martin Stebbing, Ryan Murphy & Frank Orrall

Recorded at: Berwyn recording service, Ted Cho’s Loft, The Walrus Tank & Platetectonic Studio.

Additional various location recording by: Poi Dog Pondering, in the field

___________________ MASTER CREDIT LIST

THREE SUMMER STORIES ~

Ted Cho: Electric Guitars

Rick Gehrenbeck: Piano

Ryan Murphy: Drums

Ron Hall: Bass

Susan Voelz: Violin

Inger Carle: Violin

Vannia Phillips: Viola

Alison Chesley: Cello

elJohn Nelson: Congas

Frank Orrall: Vocals & Lyrics

~> Strings Arranged by Susan Voelz

GODLESS CHURCH ~

Susan Voelz - Violin

Inger Carle - Violin

Vannia Phillips - Viola

Alison Chesley - Cello

Ted Cho: Electric and Acoustic Guitars

Ryan Murphy: Drums

Ron Hall: Bass

Rick Geherenbeck: Synth

Julio Davis: Vibraphone

Charlette Wortham: Vocals

Frank Orrall: Vocals, Lyrics & Acoustic Guitar

~> Strings Arranged by Susan Voelz

ALL AROUND THE WORLD ~

Max Crawford Trumpet & Synth

Paul Mertens Sax

Nick Broste Trombone

Susan Voelz - Violin and Vocals

Inger Carle - Violin

Vannia Phillips - Viola

Alison Chesley - Cello

Ted Cho: Electric Guitar

Ryan Murphy: Drums

elJohn Nelson: Congas

Ron Hall: Bass

Rick Geherenbeck: Synth

Carla Prather: Vocals

Charlette Wortham: Vocals

Robert Cornelius: Vocals

Christian Fdz-pellon Larumbe - Vocals

Frank Orrall: Vocals, Lyrics, Electric & Acoustic Guitar, Electronic Percussion

~> Strings Arranged by Susan Voelz

~> Horns Arranged by Max Crawford

RIP IT UP ~

Max Crawford: Trumpet

Paul Mertens: Sax

Nick Broste: Trombone

Susan Voelz - Violins

Ted Cho: Electric Guitar

Ryan Murphy: Drums

Ron Hall: Bass

Bruce Hughes: Mu-tron Bass

Rick Geherenbeck: Rhodes

Carla Prather: Vocals

Charlette Wortham: Vocals

Robert Cornelius: Vocals

Frank Orrall: Vocals & Synthesizer

~> Horns Arranged by Max Crawford

~> Strings Arranged by Susan Voelz

SWEETNESS ~

Susan Voelz - Violin, Lyrics and Vocals

Carla Prather: Vocals & Lyrics

Charlette Wortham: Vocals

Robert Cornelius: Vocals & Claps

Paul Mertens: Sax & Flute

Ron Hall: Bass

Julio Davis: Vibraphone

Frank Orrall: Piano, Lyrics, Voice, Synth, Drums, Percussion & Claps

~> Strings Arranged by Susan Voelz

PACIFICA ~

Ron Hall: Bass

Leddie Garcia: Congas

Frank Orrall: Piano, Synth, Vibraphone, Drums & Percussion

SONO QUI ~

Ron Hall: Bass

Earl Talbot: Drums

Julio Davis: Vibraphone

Rick Gehrenbeck: Rhodes

Tim Gant: Piano

Robert Cornelius: Hand Claps

Frank Orrall: Synthesizer, Sample Arrangement, Percussion & Claps

Susan Voelz: Vocals, Lyrics, Violin & String Arrangement

Paul Mertens: Flutes & Wind Arrangement

YOUR SILENT FACE ~

Paul Mertens: Clarinet, Bass Clarinet and Flute

Max Crawford: Flugelhorn & Melodica

Nick Broste: Trombone

Susan Voelz: Violin

Inger Carle: Violin

Vannia Phillips: Violin

Alison Chesley: Cello

Ted Cho: Electric Guitar

Ron Hall: Bass

Frank Orrall: Jarana Huasteca, Quatro, Electric & 7 string Acoustic guitar, Synth, Melodica, Drums, Percussion & Vocals.

~> Strings and Horns Arranged by: Paul Mertens

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p & c 2018 Platetectonic Music / Guava Juice Music

All Songs Written by Frank Orrall (Guava Juice Music, BMI)

Except:

Your Silent Face: Written by New Order

Rip it up: Written by Edwyn Collins

Sweetness: Written by Frank Orrall, Carla Prather & Susan Voelz (BMI)

Sono Qui: Written by Frank Orrall, Susan Voelz (BMI), Ron Hall & Rick Gehrenbeck (Occi Sum Music Co.bmi)

___________________ LYRICS

THREE SUMMER STORIES (Lyrics by Frank Orrall)

My first real surf board was a lightning bolt

I was so stoked, I practically slept with that thing

Some nights before we went out surfing…

man……I could barely sleep

Before the would rise, we’d already be on our way to the beach

Awww baby check this wave out!

I got so barreled and still made it out

I got my style down just like Lopez

On our way home lets stop for an Icee

We used to trick out these old stingrays

Take the seat off and the fenders off

Strip the bike down of everything that it didn’t need

Make it look like a – make it look like a flat track

Bend the handlebars out wide

I had this old orange BSA motorcycle t-shirt

that my brother gave me…I used to wear it in the rain

We’d make motocross races in the park

Set up a ramp – see how many trash cans we could jump, I thought I was Steve

Paint it black with a can of spray paint

get some forks and stretch the extension

oh, o – o – o on any Sunday

Evel Knievel’s gonna jump the grand canyon!

In my punk rock mod days

I used to drive a vespa motor scooter

I had this beautiful 150 vespa sprint

With a full wind screen and a cop seat

Bought it out on the windward side,

Drove it home - Never forget it,

I painted it maroon and cream

Decked it out with a Hawaiian flag And a bunch of mirrors

We had a little scooter club….

y’know…It was total “Quadrophenia”

We used to go riding down, go out dancing to ska

Down in Waikiki

We were cool and the gang until marky crashed and mikey died

Aw let’s drive around the island

And maybe catch a flick at Wai’alae drive-in

We’ll make the scene you know the girls like riding

I like to dive in the thunder and lightning

GODLESS CHURCH (Lyrics by Frank Orrall)

while I was out walking in the godless church

of the great outdoors on the space ship earth

the mountains glaciers where dripping into cool clean droplets

of water flowing back back into dirt

I followed the stream down through the alpine line

past the tundra where the eagles fly,

down into valleys shaded with tall trees

above moist beds thick with fallen leaves

I came upon a pond with deer head bent drinking

ears turned hard back - hard back listening

a whole forest knowing of my approaching

coming down off the mountain I felt that it could take me

and I would not ultimately mind

not as I would if in a hospital bed

while being fed Vicaden and morphine through a drip

I'd rather have my bones picked clean by animal teeth

here in the godless church

the original thought rings on and on

here in the godless church

the original original truth echoes on and on

every lesson here in the godless church

of the great outdoors on the space ship earth

for here in nature - reason has no question

is - is just is

here in the godless church

the original thought rings on and on

here in the godless church

the original original truth echoes on and on

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ALL AROUND THE WORLD (Lyrics by Frank Orrall)

blood from the sky

food for the earth

bare-feet on wet earth

those where respectable days

arms stretched out

I'm waiting for the sun

I got my back

against the grass

and the sun is rising 24 hours a day

(all around the world)

and the astronauts are drifting out in space

(all around the world)

and the sun is rising 24 hours a day

(all around the world)

and the satellites are floating out in space

(24 hours a day)

continents are drifting

lava rising from the sea

Chile and Peru are growing

higher everyday

workers in the factories

bankers on the streets

I'm gathering sand dollars

and setting them free

there are grave plots

all over green hill sides

by the high ways

they took to work every day

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SWEETNESS (Lyrics by Carla Prather, Susan Voelz & Frank Orrall)

The light on her

was beautiful

Let it shine

The light on her

was beautiful

Let it pick you up

Let it pick you up now

Sweetness in answer to your meekness

Such a sweet sweet melody

When you're here with me

Knowing when

I need you in

My life my mind when I am stressed

My heart is filled with your sweetness

Home again

Is the feeling in

My soul my peace you give me rest

Inside you I find Happiness

(My heart is healed through your sweetness)

He’s not evil; he’s just bad

But once the two of you were like the northern lights

Do you long to be?

Do you long to return

to your sweetness?

to your sweetness

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SONO QUI (Lyrics by Susan Voelz)

So you think you’re in love

With the girl on the dance floor?

Well, here I am..just as I am

Zipped up coat, hands in my pockets

3 AM, red boots and my glasses

So you want that girl

The one on the dance?

Well here I am… just as I am

I’m Incredibly smart..I could be a genius

You want that girl?

Kiss me I love you let’s dance.

When the bass plays up high

and the drums play just right (or ‘and the drums play down low’)

Here I am…just like that

Here I am…all that I am

roses are red violets are blue

come here I want to talk with you

roses are red violets are blue

come here I want to go home with you

roses are red violets are blue

come here I’m gonna make love with you

roses are red violets are blue

come here I’m gonna spend my life with you

Here I am…just like that

Here I am…all that I am, all that I am