Posted by Anna Dybdahl on April 29, 2011
Hello Everyone,
So, there seem to be some mixed feelings about the cheat sheet that I provided to the judges. Many of the other contestants, who did a FANTASTIC job by the way, took a pretty straight forward approach to the challenge where as I took a more ambiguous approach. I did this because I wanted to speak on the issue on a grander level. Not just looking at what was going on in Madison (though this did play a major role in my writing), but also what is happening within politics and society throughout our nation. I provided a cheat sheet because I did not want the judges to view my ambiguous approach as off topic, because the true meaning of the lyrics, I felt, were very much so on topic. Normally I would not provide a cheat sheet, as there is definitely an experience in letting the listeners figure things out for themselves. I only did it because there was a very specific challenge and I wanted to make my intentions clear. On top of that, the idea of a cheat sheet kind of excited me. Many of you mentioned that if you can’t understand the lyrics up front, it won’t be a successful song, but I’ve never found that to be the case. There are so many songs out there that mean something to me, and due to the vagueness of the lyrics, mean something completely different to someone else. And in many of these cases, I couldn’t even tell you what I would pay to get a cheat sheet from the artist in order to truly understand what they were thinking when they wrote it. Maynard, if you happen to be reading this, feel free to send me some cheat sheets
Anyway, just to be fair, since I provided a cheat sheet for the judges, I figured I would provide it to you all as well. I hope you like it, if not, that’s okay too. And again, I just want to say again how talented I think all of the remaining contestants are. I’ve really enjoyed working with them, and truly hope that we can all continue to keep the spirit of original music alive in Madison!
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Sandstorm
Sandstorm through the window (alludes to the overall disorder, confusion, unrest, and misplaced efforts occurring around us)
Basket in its case (suggests that basically everyone is a basket case in this time, a basket case being someone downtrodden and lost)
Flowers taking shelter
From the human race (these two lines allude to man’s lack of respect for the environment and the fact that we are destroying our planet)
Sex tapes in the floorboards (suggesting that what our society covets is of no value, and if anything, destructive and of poor value)
Rockets in the hand (referencing man’s need for war, and that we are always ready and willing to take violent action)
People looking up to find
No more then what they had (looking up is referring to people striving to move forward, what these two lines are saying is that people are striving to move forward but given the society that they live in, no matter how hard they strive, they end up back where they started)
Breaking down the bookshelf (alluding to the value of education and knowledge decreasing in our society)
Put a mirror in its place (alluding to the importance of self and materialism increasing in our society)
Reaching out to touch yourself (suggesting that all pleasure is viewed as self created, people not giving others credit, that all people do what they do to improve something for themselves)
Leaving not a trace (the line above leaves nothing for anyone else, no credit, and no deeds done for others, a complete lack of social responsibility)
Curtains on the eyelids (people have intentionally blinded themselves from the truth as to not have to deal with the responsibilities that would come along with it)
Blood upon the sand (if we look, we have bloodied the ground around us both figuratively and literally)
Channel changing ignorance (we perpetuate our ignorance through dedicating ourselves to the unimportant, like TV, reality shows, bias news, etc.)
Offered by the man (The man refers to both the government and the corporate world, who want us to become more ignorant so that they can continue to do whatever they want)
There’s a sandstorm through the window and the window frame is cracked (there is immorality all around us, we have allowed it to grow, and our protective shells of ignorance are about to crack, and the storm that we have allowed to grow is about to seep in and effect us directly)
No putty in existence can fill all that we lack (suggesting that the situation is basically hopeless, we have put ourselves in this situation, and now we must reap what we have sown)
There’s a sandstorm through the window and I’m opening the door (Coming to terms with the hopelessness, not even waiting for the consequences to break through, but opening the door and accepting them)
Cyclones reaching out to us to sell what’s in store (the consequences are now here, and they are bringing with them exactly what we have coming to us for allowing this to happen)
Sandstorm through the window (same as first verse)
The sun, it slowly fades (the happiness available through ignorance is fading away, we are being affected directly, whether we want to pay attention or not)
Blasphemy abounds us (referencing the disappearance of faith, no one behaving in a Christ like manner, everyone out for themselves)
Though we call out in His name (showing our hypocrisies, despite the fact that no one follows the word of God, we have no problems asking him for favors)
Misery is creaking (as the door opens (creaking), the misery to come flows in)
Hope deluding truth (some people still hold on to hope, deluding them from the truth that there is no avoiding the consequences that we have built for ourselves)
Give up on your happiness (suggesting that we give up on our hopes for happiness, and focus on the hard work ahead of us)
Your happiness in youth (suggesting that you had your happiness as a child, and that now it is time to become an adult, and take on your responsibilities as a member of this society)
Breathing in the fire (own the consequences, understand that they are of your making, accept them)
Seeking the sun in the shade (the only way to happiness is to first work through these dark times)
Give up on the future (forget the future that you may have planned for yourself)
To dream what we made (your dreams are folly, understand what we have made for ourselves and live in that reality)
Divvy up the swords (we are all armed with negativity and destructive powers)
Disseminate abuse (the “man” passes on nothing but abuse, again alluding to the lack of social responsibility)
Holding out our hands (we are all holding our hands out to the man, asking for a free pass)
Though we all have been seduced (we have all been deceived by the “man” and there are no freebies in store for anyone)
There’s a sandstorm through the window and the window is not locked (same as first, but with a bit more urgency, suggesting that it doesn’t matter if you open the door and accept it or not, darkness is here, and coming for you)
The shutters banging on the glass is the darkness’s own knock
There’s a sandstorm through the window and I’m opening the door
Those cyclones reaching out to us is what we have in store
Posted by Jason Horowitz on
I keep waking up in the morning trying to remember what I am supposed to be writing about this week! I’ll admit that it is a relief to have the week off, although I almost don’t know what to do with myself. I’m sure my wife and daughter are appreciating the extra time and attention though. As we near the end of Project M, I have to say that it has been a real pleasure to be part of this. It has been great to be writing, to be getting feedback, to be able to share songs, but most of all, it has been fun and inspiring to meet a bunch of other local musicians and songwriters. The variety in styles and strengths among the 9 of us has driven me to think about writing songs in different ways, and I feel lucky to have met all of these folks. And despite what you might expect from a contest of this nature, and despite what you might read on the sound off page, the tone among the contestants has been nothing but positive from day 1. Mark occasionally makes comments about hitting me with his car, but I am at least 75% sure that he is joking.
 Everyone has supported each other, and I think we have developed a mutual respect for one another. I know that I have, and I look forward to seeing people playing out in a more natural setting. It has often felt less like a contest and more like a collaborative project. Hearing great songs every week just makes you a better writer, and I am hoping that no matter who wins, we all will come out of this thing better than when we started.
I think there is a similarity between this and the civility in a potentially high-pressure environment that characterized the protests downtown. I was amazed to be walking around in a crowd of thousands, with virtually no visible police force, and to see nothing but positivity and purpose despite the anger and frustration people felt about the budget bill. Being down there with Kerry and Molly felt like being part of something truly special. That feeling was something I tried to capture in this song, and I hope you enjoyed it. As always, thanks for listening.
The Day the Tractors Came to Town
I woke up with a feeling
And the feeling wasn’t good
I put you in the car
And drove as fast as I could
Downtown the crowd was growing
You could hardly even move
But everybody stepped aside
To let the farmers through
Get up on my shoulders
Take a good long look around
I hope you will remember
The day the tractors came to town
The firemen are marching
There are bagpipes in the air
The nurses and the teachers
Are filling up the square
They’re fighting for your future
To protect what you deserve
And one day when you’re older
You can find your way to serve
Get up on my shoulders
Take a good long look around
I hope you will remember
The day the tractors came to town
What is the sound of freedom?
It’s the voices in this crowd
When people ask you where you come from
You can stand up and be proud and say…
I was born in Madison
It’s a friendly little town
Unless you try to take our rights
Then we will take you down
We know what we stand for
We know what’s right and wrong
And if you govern us with greed
Then you won’t last too long
Get up on my shoulders
Take a good long look around
I hope you will remember
The day the tractors came to town
Posted by Frank Busch on April 28, 2011
I wasn’t entirely thrilled with this challenge. Â I knew it was coming, but that didn’t make it any easier to do. Â On top of that I had a big week outside of Project M to deal with, 4 shows all over the state and in Iowa, and my entire family (Mom, Dad, 4 sisters, 2 brothers, spouses, and 18 nieces and nephews, and a few extras) at my house on Sunday for Easter. Â I guess what I am saying is I wish I had more time/energy to devote to this challenge. Â That being said, I am still proud of the song I wrote, my performance might be lacking a bit, but the song is still strong.
I decided to just come out and say it. Â I wasn’t necessarily taking sides, but just trying to capture the motivating factor in all this uproar. Â I thought about writing of the time I took my son Freddy down to see the protests, and with him up on my shoulders being swept up into the parade while he plugged his ears from the noise. Â I thought about writing a love song to Lady Forward. Â But in the end I decided to just speak my mind and rant for a bit. Â I started on Wednesday, and wrote the first half. Â I knew I didn’t want a chorus, I just wanted it to sound like something Todd Snider ranted before he busts into “Conservative Christian Right Wing Republican.” Â I wanted it to feel like a preacher in a pulpit. Â Somewhat unrehearsed, angry, but not to the point that it turns you off to what I am saying. Â I guess I was looking for some universal truth.
Here are the lyrics and you can decide what you want….
Money                                                          Words/Music Frank Busch
Money, That’s what we came here for, it’s dirty and smelly, like the tiles on the bathroom floor.
Nobody should have to go through live poor, except maybe the artists and the preachers, the farmers and the teachers. Maybe the folks in radio, I don’t know…
Money, That’s what this is all about,. Let no crisis go to waste.
Aint that what they always say? Who the hell are “they” anyways?
I need a name, or a face. Give me someone to blame. About all these problems with
Money, and greed sweet greed. Greed is good, we’ve been told.
You get a little and you want some more. It motivates, intoxicates, inebriates, as it elevates you out of your current state of depression, but I just got one question..
Has it made you happy?
Has it bought you love?
Has it squared your debt, with the good Lord up above?
Money, just follow the trail and without fail it leads the way to the thieves, the conspiracies, and the cooperate greed.
They always seem to be a factor in all this.
Even Willie Nelson pays his taxes.
Where’s all the Money?
And the quid pro quo, it’s not what but who you know.
You scratch my back and I got yours.
And the Railroads.. Don’t get me started on the beautiful railroads.
We turned down that money, to give out loans that aint never gonna get paid back
No Tax For Tracks my ass…
It’s about the Money
I it aint never gonna be enough
To feed the greed and hypocrisy that lives inside of each one of us.
It aint me, it aint me, it aint my side of the politics.
Yes it is, yes it is. No matter how much you don’t want to admit
We are all living in this swamp together
If you really want to make it better
Talk to those who don’t agree
Turn off your God Damn TV
Ask some questions, read the news
Walk a mile in another man’s shoes
It’s alright to laugh cause it’s kinda funny
Don’t forget it’s all about Money……
Posted by Mark Croft on April 27, 2011
how glad I am that I don’t have to write a song this week. The hardest thing about this competition is the weekly grinding out of another tune. There have been some weeks that the songs practically wrote themselves and others, like this one, that I felt like I had to beat the song into submission.
My thought this week was that I really wanted to do something that was different from anything else I had done so far in this competition, and I decided to go ‘dark’. Although many of you in the Madison audience will probably agree with my take on the Madison protests and budget bill issues, I know that some of you won’t. This is just my take on the issue and I certainly don’t want to alienate any of you or create more of a divide between the people of this state, which I think is the much bigger issue at hand. Sadly, I’ve heard of more than a few instances of people losing friends over this debate and find that very sad. Regardless of how you feel or which side you take, none of this is worth losing friends over. It might be a cliche, but in this instance it’s very true. The more we fight amongst each other the weaker we all are. Although this song was a tough one to write, I felt that I gave one of my strongest and most emotional performances of the competition. I only wish that more of the judges would have noted that, and I hope it will be enough to get me into the top 3.
Next week the remaining four of us will be performing ‘un-judged’ at the Annex on Wenesday at 8pm. I’m hoping the night goes quickly as I’ll most likely be leaving immediately following the showcase to drive overnight to play Muscle Shoals, AL and a festival in Dickson, TN. I’m excited to heading south where the weather should be a little bit warmer! Freakin’ April in Wisconsin! Unfortunately this afternoon I’m heading further north to Wausau, FORTUNATELY I’ll be playing the very cool Malarkey’s Pub tonight at 9pm!
ALSO…This weekend I’ll be playing a solo show at Christy’s Landing on lovely Lake Waubesa at 830pm. http://www.christyslanding.net
Hope to see you out!
MC
Posted by Chelsea Z on April 26, 2011
yooooooo.
so i got the hoof, and that’s totally cool, i had a feeling it was time. it was a relief in a way, i felt like i was having a heart attack every monday evening for the last six weeks:) i enjoyed my time and i got everything i wanted from this competition. it was challenging and it made me evaluate and approach my music differently. i walk away from this pride in how far i got and how true i stayed to myself.
with that said, i’d like to say thank you to everyone involved (the web team, Ian on sound, and the camera operators, etc…. your hard work was appreciated), thank you to the judges for offering me solid critiques which i can use in the future, and thank you to those of you who have listened!
i’d also like to wish the rest of the contestants good luck!
later!
-z
postscript: if you enjoy my music go to www.chelseaz.com or facebook/myspace/youtube/reverbnation, i’ll be keeping everyone up to date with info on The Oceans & Great Lakes EP which is in its final mixing stage!
Posted by Anna Dybdahl on
Sandstorm through the window
Basket in its case
Flowers taking shelter
From the human race
Sex tapes in the floorboards
Rockets in the hand
People looking up to find
No more then what they had
Breaking down the bookshelf
Put a mirror in its place
Reaching out to touch yourself
Leaving not a trace
Curtains on the eyelids
Blood upon the sand
Channel changing ignorance
Offered by the man
(Chorus 1)
There’s a sandstorm through the window and the window frame is cracked
No putty in existence can fill all that we lack
There’s a sandstorm through the window and I’m opening the door
Cyclones reaching out to us to sell what’s in store
Sandstorm through the window
The sun, it slowly fades
Blasphemy abounds us
Though we call out in His name
Misery is creaking
Hope deluding truth
Give up on your happiness
Your happiness in youth
Breathing in the fire
Seek the sun in the shade
Give up on the future
To dream what we made
Divvy up the swords
Disseminate abuse
Holding out our hands
Though we all have been seduced
(Chorus 2)
There’s a sandstorm through the window and the window is not locked
Shutters banging on the glass is the darkness’s own knock
There’s a sandstorm through the window and I’m opening the door
Those cyclones reaching out to us is what we have in store
Lookin through me
Trying to see
What the world should be
Life is better without me
(Chorus 1 and 2)
Posted by Jason Horowitz on April 22, 2011
Hi folks – since I have this space to use, I wanted to tell you a little bit about a band I play with called The Whiskey Farm. We are a 6-person operation playing Americana music that ranges from folk rock to bluegrass in style. We are getting ready to release our debut album, which is called Middle of America.
You can hear tracks from the album at our website, www.thewhiskeyfarm.com. You can also win a copy by visiting us on Facebook. We are having a CD release party this Saturday at the Frequency, and we would love to see some of you down there. Thanks a lot for listening! – jason


Posted by Chelsea Z on April 21, 2011
it seems i’ve ruffled some feathers. whoopsy goldberg!
i’ll address that quickly. i don’t believe triple m was discriminating against me in any way, shape or form so don’t get any hasty ideas. to be honest, i didn’t know how to approach it, so i used humor. ellen dancing? come on! but whether we want to believe it or not, it’s not easy to talk about the elephant in some settings. i’ve never felt the need to stand up and correct any assumptions made before, but this time i did and i think i should have sooner. i felt that letting it dangle was disingenuous, and the last thing i want to be is a liar. it seemed odd to me, was there a question implied? maybe… maybe not… in any case, i cleared it up. if you didn’t find it funny i can’t do much about that. so let’s just take a deep breath, it’s not that big of a deal. just don’t get the wrong idea about triple m, my god! i’m done talking about this.
in other news… i shouldn’t put my ipod on shuffle at work. holy crap, that was a bad idea. imagine being in the middle of making a drink and not being able to shut off “Toxic” by Britney Spears! damn! my cool-coffee-kid persona just got axed!
also! huge news for me! my friend Ashley Baier of Melissa Li and the Barely Theirs (awesome! amazing! fantastic band!), sent out her drum parts to my engineer at Anton Music Productions and Mr. Tony will be mixing them down in the next two weeks! it’s been years, but finally i will have a professionally recorded EP! and it is thanks to a lot of great people, but they will be in the liner notes fo’ sho’! The Oceans & Great Lakes EP will be available for download either for free or donation, and the physical cd’s will be coming a little later. i’ll keep you posted.
oh i’m excited about this challenge! i’ve always wanted to be in a political punk band… i think i have a really cool guitar part worked out. but we’ll see what the judges think. off to work on some words.
i have to pee.
byee,
-z
Posted by Mark Croft on
What a great week of songs! I finally got a chance this morning to sit and listen and was blown away by so many of the duets! Great work everyone!
I’m glad that they liked my jingle and it was nice to win the week 4 challenge. Wish I could’ve used the tickets and seen the Decemberists, but I was able to pass them on to a couple of big fans of theirs…hope they enjoyed the show:)
I had alot of fun working up “Picking It Up” with Keefe Klug last week. He’s a talented guy and it was a blast working with him. So cool to have all those previous Proj M contestants in as well. I already knew a lot of them and it was great to get a chance to meet Mitch & Anna as well.
Keefe’s guitar part is sadly missing from the recording but I was really happy with the tune and our performance. Doing a duet with another guy can be a challenge unless your singing about 2 cowboys that fall in love with each other:). That being said, I’ll definitely be working this song into my repertoire!
I’m getting a little further with my song for the week 6 challenge. There’s so many angles and different stories to tell about what happened in Madison over the past couple of months, so it’s been a good challenge to try to pick it apart. I’m happy with my start though, and I’m looking forward to Monday.
I had a couple of people ask me for them, so here’s the lyrics for I and Keefe’s song “Picking It Up”.
“Picking It Up” – Mark Croft & Keefe Klug
I’ve definitely done it this time
I’ve gone and I’ve made my bed
But it’s as hard as a rock and I’m lying in shock
And hanging on by the thinnest of threads
I’ve been calling around but I still haven’t found
Anybody else that’ll help
It’s a shame and a sin that I can’t blame a thing
On anybody but myself
I must confess I’ve made a mess
I’ve fallen all to pieces
I’m on a phone with no dial tone
But still the tension on the line increases
I left too much slack it came crackin’ back
And it caught me when I was sleeping
So I must confess I’ve made a mess
But here you are baby now…you’re picking it up
I had the heaviest of burdens upon me
And I was struggling to keep it leashed
I took a line of credit but I’ll always regret it
Because I ‘m sure I’ve liberated a beast
I tried skipping town with the heat bearing down
And the sun shedding light on the scene
But they’d call it a theft just as soon as I left
And it’s about time I came clean
I must confess that I’ve made a mess
I’ve fallen all to pieces
I’m on a phone with no dial tone
But still the tension on the line increases
I planned a getaway but it got away from me
Now I’m stuck here weeping
So I must confess I’ve made a mess
and here you are baby now…you’re picking it up
You could’ve washed your hands of me
So many times before
And now you’re reaching one more time
To pick me off the floor
I must confess that I’ve made a mess
I’ve fallen all to pieces
I’m on a phone with no dial tone
But still the tension on the line increases
I left too much slack it came crackin’ back
And it caught me when I was sleeping
So I must confess I’ve made a mess
But here you are baby now…you’re picking it up
So I must confess that I’ve made a mess
I’ve fallen all to pieces (you’re picking it up)
I’m on a phone with no dial tone
But still the tension on the line increases (you’re picking it up)
I planned a getaway but it got away from me
Now I’m stuck here weeping (you’re picking it up)
So I must confess I’ve made a mess
and here you are baby now…you’re picking it up
Posted by Anna Dybdahl on
Fallen                                                     Anna Dybdahl and Corey Hart
These rusted chains keep me yearning
To find the flood to wash them clean
Purer fields I left burning
To return to what we’ve seen
(Chorus)
Fallen stand beside me
Crawlin to set me free
They tell me I should worry
You know what they mean
You know what they mean
These empty trails that hold my shadow
I’ve called them home while you were gone
Truer words would be so hollow
So I’ll continue walking on
(Chorus)
We cycle like the seasons
Avoiding pointed reasons
Are friends all say
Part our ways
But hearts do sway
We’re
(Chorus)
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