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Antique Daisies And A Late Summer Parade

by Roger Jameson

A musical journey through nightmares and dreamscapes - poetry and romance - Miss Margaret The Fair - The Forked-Tongued Man - Empty, Hollow, Thud are the voices in my head.
Genre: Rock: Rock opera
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  Song Share Time Download
1. Act I - Empty
15:35 album only
2. Act II - Hollow
14:59 album only
3. Act III - Thud
17:01 album only


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About Antique Daisies And A Late Summer Parade

Some folks claim he was saved by a fork tongued man in a black top hat... But you tell me, son, have you ever seen a hero who looked like that? This world is filled with love and gold, buried in nursery rhymes of old...
...and so begins The Overture (give it a listen above!) from Antique Daisies And A Late Summer Parade - this strange and wonderful record written by Roger Jameson and produced by William Earl Moeller

And what will you find when the Overture fades away and the curtain rises on Act I? are tympanis and bells... accordions and rain are lullabies and sea shanties and drunken prayers a-plenty..... HERE: a folk singer and a rock band and one lonesome microphone...

carnivals, seagulls, crying tots and laughing villains; O, yes, there's plenty to go 'round....

LOOK! Here are six dead white flowers in a can, watered every day by a fork-tongued man - LISTEN: here are the marching bands and the broken banjos and the scratchy old records hidden 'neath the bed... are the stories of a hundred-year-old man... are the nursery rhymes of old...

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She's renting a room in the park where she can plant her daisies. . . . . O, how the little insects dance and sing; in the Perfect Garden they now own everything. And they hold their Summer Parade where ladybugs march and aphids dance a masquerade!



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