From the recordings Earth Girls Digital Download Release, Earth Girls CD with Immediate Digital Download , EARTH GIRLS Mothership Set: Vinyl and CD Pre-Order w/ Immediate Digital Download, and EARTH GIRLS Full Starfleet Armada Option
Jason E.R. Hedrington: HIM vocals, piano, Moog Voyager, Arturia Vintage Keyboard V Collection.
Jazmine Perdomo: HER vocals
Dave Johnsen: Bass
Zach Martin: Drums
Emma Ackerman: Flute
Silagh White: Bassoon
T.S. Eliot: Poem recitation
All music and lyrics by Jason E. Hedrington. All rights reserved Copyright 2020
THE LOVESONG OF J. EUGENE HEDRINGTON
“Though they go mad they shall be sane...
Though lovers be lost love shall not” -Dylan Thomas
HE: I won’t apologize for looking long m’lady’s eyes
SHE: Well don’t lay blame for looks away from all them eye’s tryin’ to say
THEM: Some Earthlings can not handle all the love that’s locked inside
While seeking steps up strong cuz life’s not long enough to waste sweet precious time
HE: Words are but persuasion. On occasion when I’ve held you near...
SHE: I’ve sensed unconsciously we diggin’ we but doubt fills me with fear
THEM: In the mirror I’m a monster overcome all obstacles
In the real word I’m a lobster scuttling along with claws
HE: Jump off the aft into the deep
SHE: For a minnow we will seek
THEM: Within the creep dark ocean deep
HE: Traipse onto these empty pages unsure but boldy leave past behind
SHE: Yes I guess this feels familiar--still sailing uncharted waters now
THEM: I’m not feeling accurate--is this really where I’m at?
HE: I find it hard believing that the sight of me don’t set you reeling
SHE: It volleys back and forth across my mind front sideways and from behind
THEM: Temporarily psychotic--you won’t mind once you got it
Let me be your fantasy--what do you want me to be?
HE: Look out across your starboard bow
SHE: My ship has run aground
HE: Your captain’s going down
HE: Charge into a brand new chapter--can we fill the page with laughter now?
SHE: Yes I guess you’ll call me lover--every time it’s for forever, aber nein
THEM: I’m finally feeling accurate--familiar flood of old regret. Regrets.
“Oed’ und leer das Meer.”
[intro/outro poem excerpts T.S. Eliot "The Lovesong of J. Alfred Prufrock"]