"GODLESS APPALACHIAN HAIKU" is a retired Roman Catholic, Buddhist sympathisizer's reflection on the idea of God. Or a conversation with that idea.
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LEAD VOCAL: Douglas Imbrogno
BACKING VOCAL:
Heidi Muller
LEAD GUITAR:
Ryan Kenedy
KEYBOARDS/BASS/PERCUSSION:
Maynard Chapman
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REFERENCES:
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In case you're wondering, the wonderful riff that opens and closes the tune, written by Maynard, is the sound of a sampled hurdy-gurdy, played through Maynard's keyboard.
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Bandmate Becky used to refer to this song as 'GAH,' for its acronym. Bob Webb has taken to calling it 'Appy Haiku.'
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Count the syllables for each line of verse, then recall what else is composed of that number.
/ The underlying guitar riff that opens and closes the tune is a small homage to the musical reverie that closes the song "To One in Paradise," from "Tales of Mystery and Imagination" by the Alan Parsons Project, a beloved album
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All songs by Douglas Imbrogno (except 'Lights' by Rebecca Skeen Webb, 'Rosie's Lullaby,' by Bob Webb and 'Scarborough Fair,' traditional) Copyright 2004.

 

"GODLESS APPALACHIAN HAIKU"
words & music by Douglas Imbrogno (copyright 2004)
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Blown by wind the pear blossoms blow/ Down city streets like a puff of snow... / Lo and behold...

Strong wind bends the gingko trees / like a curling wave in the bright blue seas... / Lo and behold, lo and behold. / Lo and behold.

CHORUS:

O, God, you are such a fine idea.
O, Lord, how I wish you were.
O, God, please pray for those who don't believe...
O, Lord, how we grieve-- for thee.

Hilltop filled with marching pine/ Evening sun the color of dark red wine.../ Lo and behold...

Sparrow chases cowbird away/ from the nest where sparrow's new eggs lay... Lo and behold, lo and behold./ Lo and behold.

CHORUS:

O, God, you are such a fine idea.
O, Lord, how I wish you were.
O, God, please pray for those who don't believe...
O, Lord, how we grieve-- for thee.

O, God, you are such a fine idea.
O, Lord, how I wish you were.
O, God, please pray for those who don't believe...
O, Lord, how we grieve-- for thee.

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