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The Cuckoo Variations

by Crowyote

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The cuckoo is a crazy bird and he twitters as he flies. The cuckoo always cries “Coup! Coup!” Even on the 4th day of July. The cuckoo is a crazy bird and he warbles as he lies, With pink eyes, corona plumage, and a lemon crest swirling high He’s built high nests in Lido; he swings by the isle of Skye. I’ll bet you all your “Proud Boys” he’ll drain Dubai dry. He covets tender lillies and pins them in fear, He suck out their eggs to keep his antibodies clear! O, Don of diamonds! O, King of clubs! I surmise you from texts of old. You’ve torn asunder this once Great land many a friend became foe. So I’m gonna to grow me a hemp farm on a mountain so high So when ole Willie comes calling, that red haired stranger won’t smoke me dry! The doctors spinning test tubes developing vaccines Can’t help but hear the cuckoo song the Fox doth sing. We’re masking and zooming, and gasping for breath & That mother’s treating Air Force One like it’s his private jet. Showers make his corona golden like Nostradamus seen fortolden The end of mankind unfolding Unless we all franchise embolden! “Coup! Coup!” “Coup! Coup!” The cuckoo is a crazy bird and he Twitters as he flies. The cuckoo always cries “Coup! Coup!” until the end of election night. The cuckoo is a crazy bird and he warbles as he lies, With pink eyes, corona plumage, and a lemon crest swirling high. Electing is pleasure, impeachment is grief. An inconstant lover is worse than a cheat A tax cheat can but rob you, taking all you’ve got; An imprudent lover can bury us'll on the spot. In the haze of Wuhan China, they cleared the forest paved the creeks The wild beings sought refuge in the markets of the streets The workers packed in concrete barracks like sardines a crushed tin box In these inhumane conditions it’s a wonder they didn’t die of pox When they get their day of hard earned leisure they wander the smoggy streets Seeking simple pleasures and the tastes of exotic meats The caged beast shivers with disease & the capitalist he sneers Unwittingly it shed a molecule clad all in spears. The doctors spinning test tubes developing vaccines Can’t help but hear the cuckoo song the Fox doth sing. Masking and zooming, and gasping for breath While this mother’s leaving Mar-A-Lago in his private jet! Showers make his corona golden like Nostradamus seen fortolden The end of mankind unfolding Unless we all franchise embolden! “Coup! Coup!” “Coup! Coup!” Aho.
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This will be a growing compilation of my various interpretations of the Cuckoo. Includes obligatory nods to John Fahey, Clarence Ashley, Doc Watson, Basho and more. I've been working on this track since 2018 or earlier, as it was one of the first tunes I taught myself in DADGAD.

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released June 1, 2022

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Crowyote Dallas, Texas

Crowyote is the alter-ego, the other of Perry Brooks Nichols, an artist and musician based in Dallas, TX. In 2003, an ancient shaman guided him through the portal of time and showed him his nature through the smoke. I seek to clear the fog, shatter stylistic modalities and challenge the accepted conventions of performance, execution and technique by juxtaposing new technology and old traditions. ... more

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