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Marshmallow King's Court
MARSHMALLOW KINGS
First and foremost-
It is our mission to ROCK!!! From a very comfortable chair (and possibly an ottoman).
Well, it seems that everyone out there wants to go out and conquer the world with Rock and Roll, these days, but I think we'd rather just buy the goddamn world a coke and call it a draw if it's all the same to you, thanks. However, we, as Marshmallow Kings, would love to sing and dance and play our silly little tunes as we prance through the forest in a nice sun dress and possibly enjoy a nice sack lunch and a cold beverage (or a coffee) yet we can't. We are stuck here in Hollywood forced to grind sausage into the grist mills of the one's who drive by all day long and play La Cucaracha from their car horns and think they hold the world at bay. But what we really like to do is get up on stage and shake it. Shake it 'til you just can't take it. Hopefully, soon, we can get this bass player issue out of the way and we will be back up on stage making lots of racket and flailing about like the kids do at such events, and the enmity of such impoverished trumpet blowers will wilt in the drunken stupor that will proceed such an evening's disco diva proclivities.
It just pains me to be so candid.
The sad, sad, story of our disappearing BASS PLAYER.
Once upon a time there were real men throughout the land. Men who's legs were long and solid. Men who knew that what they were was what they were and whatever it was that they were trying to scam on a Sunday afternoon was worth the price of admission at a buck fifty. But those times are long gone, a part of the past. Now every man in the land wants to be Sting or Peter Gabriel or Phil Collins or Joan Jett. And it's really hard to find a bass player that can just play the bass and sing in harmony and once in a while get a little pissed and write a nice little ditty on the piano or something, but for the most part, just play his goddman instrument and stop whining. So we, Marshmallow Kings, have had to suffer through these feeble examples of ineptitude and go at it on our own sans the nice bottom of a fully functional bassist. I get stuck playing the bass on the recordings because I have to. And the auditions continue...
A Brief Marshmallow King History Lesson
There was a band that toured the land called LUGNUTwhich spawned the nucleus of what would become the Marshmallow Kings, namely me, David (Vocals, guitars and bass) and Dominic (drums). This mighty powerhouse of guitar rage and men's aftershave products resided in Salt Lake City, recorded two full length CD's and managed to play all kinds of crazy shows and lawn parties. But what we really succeeded in doing, what, in my opinion was our greatest achievement over the course of several years, aside from keeping lots of music equipment stores in business, was failing to get out of Salt Lake City. So when it was time for Lugnut to move to the big Metropolis of Los Angeles, half the band chickened out and what was left became your humble KINGS.
The style is new, but the song's the same. Just shorter and slightly more to the point.
So far we have 5 songs available as MP3 files for your enjoyment. There will be more. Feel free to download and listen and do what it is that you feel you need to do to them to get to bed at night. I don't care. I just write and sing them. Oh yeah I record and mix them too, in the comfort of my living room, by the sofa where I sometimes sit when I get tired or too drunk to stand. Or a leg cramp. I hope you're happy with yourself for thinking along those lines. God made a scarecrow to sit in a field. So don't eat the fucking corn all at once, I was told by the elder of my tribe as he wiped his hands on his shirt and flushed the evidence down the drain. I got up feeling woozy and headed for the nightclub where I could sit and relax in a pool of flashing semaphore and delirium. It always made me fell better when the disco ball slowed down and I could jimmy to the hard 1 and 3 of the old ham radio.
They all laughed at Elvis, but I could have swore that Sammy Davis Jr. was a helluva lot more country.
If you ever want to hear what it sounds like to be angy and alone and hungry, I'll be in the kitchen fixing a salad.
You can contact us at
david669@earthlink.net
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| Upbeat Pop | MP3.com CD: MARSHMALLOW KINGS -  buy it!
CD: Marshmallow Kings
Credits: David McClellan |
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| Upbeat pop song about obsession |
CD: Marshmallow Kings
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