Jam Mechanics

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Jam Mechanics

Two bands who span the Atlantic, having a chat across the planet. Drafting jams from random challenges, fantastic banter while we're at it. So just relax and watch our antics; it's the pan-Atlantic Jam Mechanics Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt Johnston from The Narcissist Cookbook and Bug from Bug Hunter. Each week we'll take on songwriting challenges and present our finished "demo" after a few hour break.

  1. S3E1: That's My Little Puppy Dog!

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    S3E1: That's My Little Puppy Dog!

    AND WE ARE BACK! Season 3 kicks off with Bug and Matt catching up on their names, their goals, and of course, their favorite party tricks. Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt (The Narcissist Cookbook) and Bug (Bug Hunter) where we are challenged to write a song demo from scratch every episode. Huge thanks to DeepBlueInk for our artwork and squeezing us into his busy schedule! If you'd like downloadable files for this episode (and the demos we showed off), ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠you can go to our Bandcamp⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠website⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to pay-what-you-want to support us!Our Music:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠The Narcissist Cookbook⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Bug Hunter⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠and our brand-new discord is here⁠⁠⁠and follow us on Instagram, YouTube, etc! Please rate / review and share the show (and our music) with friends!-- SPOILERS FOR THIS EPISODE BELOW -- Prompt: "Not Guilty Anymore" ----Bug's Song----- Title: Guilty Verdict Additional Challenge: "Party Trick" Lyrics: Congratulations Gimme your hand and let me shake it A signature is all it takes, an engraving on the dotted line and then you've made it Turn on the news, kid Everyone's got their eyes on you, kid You'll get the credit for producing this, in truth, all I did was introduce it... the rest is you, kid You took the news like its a sermon but, but when I heard it that shit hit me like a guilty verdict Good news, you tell me I deserve it but I didn't earn it, I didn't earn this So have your way, then I'll take the money and the fame, then This is what happens when you're waiting on your break and no one tells you when to say "when" And if I lose it I have no way to reproduce it Just watch me crawling back to you, sit back I'll ask for second chances you'll refuse it The rest was you, kid You took the news like its a sermon but, but when I heard it that shit hit me like a guilty verdict Good news, you tell me I deserve it but I didn't earn it, I didn't earn this I made a deal with the devil I meant what I said when I said I'd do anything Didn't think we'd make it as far we did armed with our party tricks, all that we're carrying I made a deal with the devil I meant what I said when I said I'd do anything Too late for take-backs or arguments once you have started it, take it and bury it You took the news like its a sermon but, but when I heard it that shit hit me like a guilty verdict Good news, you tell me I deserve it but I didn't earn it, I didn't earn this ---- Matt's Song ----- Title: Pardon Me Additional Challenge: Last Line == First Line Lyrics: I went and did some things that I shouldn't have done (I guess) I got a little carried away Everybody's done it, got their gun and gone to congress Tried to overthrow democracy Don't act like it's a big deal It was just a party baby, hardly anybody was killed Treason isn't treason when you do it badly So how about a solid from daddy Pardon me Pardon me I won't ever do it again Probably I mean no guarantees Yes I learned my lesson, I guess you'll always pardon me Say good boy and pat my bum That was just a goof, a gaffe, a blunder, and a good dry run I swear that I will love and serve, honour and obey thee So How's about a favour for baby Pardon me Pardon me I won't ever do it again Probably I mean no guarantees Yes I learned my lesson, I guess The best defense is a president Who let's us get away with whatever we please Pardon me I went and did some things that I shouldn't have done

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  2. S2: Retrospective

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    S2: Retrospective

    WOO-WOO, Season 2! Better late than never, Bug and Matt finally take a look back on all the things we loved about our 2nd season. We take audience questions, get mad about a few songs getting wrecked in our poll, and open ourselves up to show you exactly how far we've come! Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt (The Narcissist Cookbook) and Bug (Bug Hunter) where we are challenged to write a song demo from scratch every episode.If you'd like downloadable files for this episode (and the demos we showed off), ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠you can go to our Bandcamp⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠website⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to pay-what-you-want to support us!Our Music:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠The Narcissist Cookbook⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Bug Hunter⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠and our brand-new discord is here⁠⁠⁠⁠

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  3. S2E10: The Troppelganger

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    S2E10: The Troppelganger

    The last proper episode of Season 2 goes back to the beginning. We get DeepBlueInk back in the Jam McCabin -- who doesn't love a good second chance?? Our Music: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠The Narcissist Cookbook⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Bug Hunter⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠and our brand-new discord is here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ -- SPOILERS BELOW -- --- Challenge: "A second chance you don't deserve" --- BUG'S SONG Title: The Lighthouse Lyrics: On the tip of the island they left him to linger in a lighthouse that clung to the cliff by its fingers no comfort or company close to this coast where he dwelled like a Gargoyle, guarding his post They caught me red-handed, prepared my last meal then gave me an out -- I took the deal Stick to my station, keep my patrol my only condition: don't hurt a soul A hundred years pass me with no chance to slip then on the darkened horizon -- I spotted a ship With the darkness consuming, I lit up their path there's only one route through all the rocks and the crags I carved out a chance through the maze in the sea leading the ship up to rest on the beach The pilgrims abandoned their ship until dawn but the tide never sleeps, when they woke it was gone Without a ship to sail, the sailors advanced to the valley below where they set up their camps the timber was scarce here, which begged them to ask: Do we use them for shelter or use them for rafts? I watched from the ridge, an unreachable witness A fly on the wall with a spider's ambitions didn't surprise me at all that the first thing they did was divide into camps, their first building: a prison They dream of rescue, bless their hearts I've watched them build and tear apart Must now be years since they arrived why must the heartless all survive? Their children only know this place They know I'm here but not my face I pray they never seek me out Oh God, the stores I could tell They're not to blame, I wish them well Oh God, the stories I could tell Years on the island have settled the score The village below me is violent no more Then out of the sunset appears a new ship My heart begins beating -- I have to act quick with only one hope to correct for the night I leapt to my senses and smashed out the light By the light of the morning, there wasn't a sign of the wreckage that washed away deep in the night I swore to my captors I'd harm no one else but not doing harm doesn't mean that I'll help cause I've kissed the devil and can't be coerced of all God's creations, this is the worst with the lighthouse abandoned, I start to descend you can find me among all the souls I've condemned ------------ MATT'S SONG Title: Orchids Lyrics: I watch us from the dark garden Through the living room windows We are dancing You are laughing Revelling in the novelty Of my abandon This is new, you think, I see Your frown encroaches on your smile Or very old, you think But the worry's just a weed We spin around the room I am rooted in the flowerbed And you are crying laughing now And I'm just trying not to trample on the orchids Midnight it begins to rain I pull my jacket closer And you are snuggled on the couch with me and dozing Visibly relieved And I'm relieved as well, in my way I try to catch my eye But there's just no getting through to me This is Good, I think Hiding From the lights of passing cars If I can't live it Well I guess I'll watch it from afar You are warm and you are happy You are safe inside with me And I'm just trying I'm just trying not to trample on the orchids And as you sleep I watch me blinking In the television light And maybe get a little taller A little younger round the eyes This is new, I think Or something very very old But the worry's just a weed And I retreat into the cold This is good, I think In a way, a second start And if I can't live it Well I guess I'll watch it from afar You are warm and you are happy You are safe, at least I hope And I'm just trying I'm just trying I'm just trying Not to trample on the orchids

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  4. S2E9: Void Tuesday

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    S2E9: Void Tuesday

    On Episode Nine, Matt continues being Home Alone 2: Lost in New York and targets the most famous New York M&M vendor. ⁠⁠Heather Edgley⁠⁠ joins us to get us thinking objectively! Our Music: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠The Narcissist Cookbook⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Bug Hunter⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠and our brand-new discord is here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ -- SPOILERS FOR THIS EPISODE BELOW -- ----------------- Challenge: "From the perspective of an inanimate object" ----------------- BUG'S SONG Title: Sammy Lyrics: I am Sensitive, I know I get riled up at the smallest things and start screaming at the top of my lungs I am working on it but my job is very stressful Holy shit is that a frozen pizza? Time to cry my eyes out, out of my mind with self-doubt doubt you could live without me me? I defend you proudly cause I'm your last protector Hi, my name is Sammy, I'm your over-sensitive smoke detector Any locality may by ordinance require that smoke alarms be installed in any building containing one or more dwelling units in accordance with the uniform statewide building code in other words: you need me I know you're all frustrated by my beeping but where there's smoke, there's fire so where there might be smoke there MIGHT be fire ok I'll work on it but you've cooked that egg for 20 seconds!!! Time to cry my eyes out, out of my mind with self-doubt doubt you could live without me, me? I defend you proudly I am your last protector Hi, my name is Sammy, I'm your over-sensitive smoke detector They say when God opens a door he must also open a door on the other side of the room just one door will not stop me from yelling That's just how airflow works that's just a little physics tip for you inside a song inside a music podcast but to calm me down... I just need... HER Celia, Celia, Twirl for me love no concealing how I'm feeling when I watch from above Celia, Celia, this never gets old they've learned to turn you on first before they look at the stove Celia, Celia... the Ceiling Fan Celia, Celia... the Ceiling Fan (They're making bacon and I can't even fake a beep-beep because of you, Celia) (It may be my low battery that's talking they ain't changing me 'till Autumn, Oh Celia) (Learn good habits, change those batteries on daylight saving time, for realia) (and while you're at it change your air filters too, basic home maintenance, celia) ----------------- MATT'S SONG Title: No Visitors Lyrics: no one visits me here but you i wish i could give you a little something in return under the silt, rocks and pillars of breezeblocks i was a queen once just like you in a temple on top of a hill on the rim of the woods and you want ask me something i can tell yeah i used to tell them stories in the vapour choking air and they kept me round because i told them what they want to hear now i call it like i see it so they took my crown away and i don't talk that much anymore these days cause no one visits me here but you no one visits me here but you tell me what do you see in me nobody's looked at me like you look at me for apollo knows how long i thought i needed fable and theatre for you trust me much at all but i guess a temple is wherever you go to find your god and you want to ask me something i can tell you don't need to keep your worries to yourself

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  5. S2E8: Papers From The Mayor

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    S2E8: Papers From The Mayor

    On Episode Eight, our heroes get mentally prepared for the long road ahead. Robert Evans from Behind The Bastards gives us a prompt that make us one with the road, and Matt moves to Times Square. Our Music: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠The Narcissist Cookbook⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Bug Hunter⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠and our brand-new discord is here⁠⁠⁠⁠ -- SPOILERS FOR THIS EPISODE BELOW -- ----------------- Challenge: "Driving so long you become one with the road" ----------------- BUG'S SONG Title: On The Morning Commute Lyrics: On the Morning Commute Sing along with the tune I can throw on a podcast, a radio broadcast all the things I can do on the morning commute The beginning of the day is easy, I have a list of tasks to do Get up, brush teeth, make toast, eat toast, make bed, don't eat bed get dressed (required), comb hair (that one is optional) plenty of structure... and likewise my work day is a breeze between meetings that should have been emails and emails that protect me from meetings I am stimulated all day, left and right and from every corner of my cubicle, a beautiful hectic chaos that keeps my mind racing and taken up with TODO's but its that half hour in between... that damn morning commute Sing along with the tune I can throw on a podcast, a radio broadcast all the things I can do on the morning commute You know, we don't use what scientists call our "Active" brain when we drive? It's why we can hold conversations with passengers (or illegally as I found out, on cell phones) or completely space out and realize 10 minutes and 12 miles down the road And thats where you find me. Nowhere to run. Can't even use my hands to defend myself No amount of NPR or Arianna Grande can drown you out no crosswords to keep my attention locked down, and you know it You say "haha! your melatonin might've saved you last night, but you're legally locked into conciousness now, 30 minutes locked in a Mazda with nothing to properly stop ya, so you should buckle up bud, I've come here to haunt ya So I snuck out last night and went to town like the Grinch of Suburbia Climbing every traffic light and shaking the red and yellow glitter out of each one, flipping every stop sign around to it's "Go-Side", a couple well-place cones and now we have TWO northbound freeways and everyone else going south can just use waze or something Because I am getting this over with I painted over all the lane dividers on the way to work and had enough black paint leftover to paint a tunnel on a cliff as a shortcut to shave off another seven minutes... funny, isn't it? It took a drive to make me learn my limits ----------------- MATT'S SONG Title: White Line Lyrics: low fuel light's been on for days i haven't seen another car since i passed petrol station must have a week or more i punched in your address but i don't think i remember you objects in the mirror disappear as they slip out of view i haven't stopped the car in so long i can't even tell leave it long enough you turn in to somebody else

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  6. S2E7: Jamcel Sigma

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    S2E7: Jamcel Sigma

    There's no other way to say this. Episode Seven is a special dark episode of Jam Mechanics. If you want to blame someone, blame Sam Damask of Grand Commander for his prompt! But we still have fun, and you will, too! Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt (The Narcissist Cookbook) and Bug (Bug Hunter) where we are challenged to write a song demo from scratch every episode. If you'd like downloadable files for this episode (and the demos we showed off), ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠you can go to our Bandcamp⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠website⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to pay-what-you-want to support us! Our Music: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠The Narcissist Cookbook⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Bug Hunter⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠and our brand-new discord is here⁠⁠⁠⁠ -- SPOILERS FOR THIS EPISODE BELOW -- ----------------- Challenge: "Resisting the Urge to inflict harm on someone who has wronged you" ----------------- BUG'S SONG Title: Not Your Fault, Kid Lyrics: It's not your fault, kid, I still love you you're my baby brother It's not your fault, kid, I still love you you're my baby brother I had a family: mom, dad, dog and and backyard my own room a guitar I was stuck on "F" and I couldn't get past it and now I think it's stuck in the attic or at dad's place, or maybe the storage box that he got when he got kicked out and that just happened to be, just happened to be when you came around It's not your fault, kid, I still love you you're my baby brother It's not your fault, kid, I still love you you're my baby brother but mom won't love you, so I hope that yours does you've got her eyes, what a shortcut and our dad's smile that I've barely seen yet at least its absent every other weekend when I'm dropped off and lobbed in the corner spot on a cot set up in your room how'd this happen to me, this happened to me because because of you It's not your fault, kid, I still love you you're my baby brother It's not your fault, kid, I still love you you're my... but you're not a text on his phone left unguarded you're not a hotel charged to the family card you're not even them caught in the act, you were 9 months past now you can't be ignored or talked out you just happen to be, just happen to be the proof that knocked us down If I seem shut down and muted thats just what I've found is easiest but I've changed so much can't tell what's me and what's now ship of theseus If I seem shut down and muted thats just what I've found is easiest but I've changed so much can't tell what's me and what's now ship of theseus It's not your fault, kid, I still love you you're my baby brother ----------------- MATT'S SONG Title: The Family Dog Lyrics: okay are you done i've been over here biting my tongue let me just catch my breath really swill this blood around let it get into every gap in between my teeth every cavity from the years of sweetness you forcefed me i swallowed it all with a thank you and smile not so pretty anymore am i what's the matter baby, you look like you got your face chewed off by the family dog I'm only playing, and it's cute that you Think this is really the worst I could do I never know what I can chew until I've bitten it off So make your next move Carefully Don't set off my instincts Oh the things I could say light the fuse on the bomb in your brain Give a wink Take a bow And let you take the win walk away when the fuse burns down in a year from now it'd blow and your skull would be hollowed out I know you better than anyone ever has I know how to take you down But I won't not so pretty anymore am i what's the matter baby, you look like you got your face chewed off by the family dog I'm only playing, and it's cute that you Think this is really the worst I could do I never know what I can chew until I've bitten it off So make your next move Carefully Don't set off my instincts

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  7. S2E6: A Feral Yeehaw

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    S2E6: A Feral Yeehaw

    On Episode 6 we get tripped up on cantrips before Joshua David MG gives us a songwriting prompt that'll make you ask: Did they just write the songs of the summer??? If you'd like downloadable files for this episode (and the demos we showed off), ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠you can go to our Bandcamp⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠website⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to pay-what-you-want to support us! ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠and our brand-new discord is here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Challenge: "Did I just write the song of the summer???" ----------------- BUG'S SONG Title: Loud and Clear Lyrics: You're playin' DJ on our road trip and my ears are going numb It's taking every bit of patience not to mute it with my thumb maybe pretend that it malfunctioned and I'll fix it when we stop but then you say "this one's my favorite" and you crank the volume knob Why do you like this stuff, I haven't got a clue what made a middle class big city girl like only country tunes you don't square dance in your Daisy Dukes or line up in your boots and you you ain't ever seen the inside of a country town saloon I've tried to give it all a chance, I promise you I did but I can't tell when one song ends and when the next hit song begins twenty minutes in... lets just call it what it is every hit song of the summer sounds a little bit like this: a big bar crowd sing-a-long a four-chord kinda country song where the chorus always mentions beer and the title, the title hits loud and clear Its always so repetitive, they've got nothing to say every aspect is generic, every lyric feels cliché I respect the men and women and the instruments they play but the hacks that they are backing have put all their skills to waste cause the stars are all so similar, so handsome, could it be another well-connected white boy up and moved to Tennessee Has a network out in Nashville, plays a chord or two or three add a fourth and ride a horse and you can end up on TV singin' But did you ever think... [See website for remaining lyrics!] ----------------- MATT'S SONG Title: Comparing Yourself to a Sillhouette Lyrics: Amelia was born on a saturday night in the heat of july in the heart of america and while the city slept, her mother showed her the sky and speckles of starlight settled on her eyes and little Amelia Earhart knew one day she would fly No that's not what happened Can someone tell me why we obsessively mythologise real people, real lives like this Like no one truly exists unless they live between the lines of a fairy story someone writes? Is it not enough for someone just to have lived, you know? And to have lived extraordinarily? Amelia 'melia, please Come back to earth some time I'm dangling here by a wire And it doesn't feel like flying. Do you think jesus understood that it wasn't enough to be a good man? To be wise and patient and kind? Do you think he knew that in order for his message to outlive him he would have to be canonised, and to be canonised he would have to die before his time? Or was that narrative thrust upon him Against his will By a disciple who loved the message more than the man And who knew that humans don't trust humans We trust gods And so this all too human friend of his would have to Whether he wanted to or not Become a god Or be forgotten And here I am, trying to be the best version of me that I can Comparing myself to these silhouettes who In the way they're presented at least Didn't exist Thinking that because I don't have a narrative Because you couldn't project my story on the screen That somehow makes me less real And the thing is I don't think I'm accepting that I think i'm trying to turn myself into a story To see myself as I see them As only a silhouette

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  8. S2E5: Get Ranked, Bozos

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    S2E5: Get Ranked, Bozos

    On Episode 5, we record an episode in the same room for the FIRST TIME EVER. Come listen to us reminisce about the tour with PapaBug and rank all our favorite moments (Bug even reveals his favorite fan!!). Oh, and we write some songs, too! Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt (The Narcissist Cookbook) and Bug (Bug Hunter) where we are challenged to write a song demo from scratch every episode. If you'd like downloadable files for this episode (and the demos we showed off), ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠you can go to our Bandcamp⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠website⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to pay-what-you-want to support us! Our Music: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠The Narcissist Cookbook⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Bug Hunter⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠and our brand-new discord is here⁠⁠⁠⁠ -- SPOILERS FOR THIS EPISODE BELOW -- ----------------- Challenge: "Get Ranked" ----------------- BUG'S SONG Title: First and Second Lyrics: I wanna tell all my friends about you to tell my mom, who will tell my dad to find the best damn parts about this and celebrate the things I have... but I can't When I was kid at the dinner table my parents would make us make a thankful list the top 3 things about our day and I was always just the worst at this Some days it was simple but most days it was difficult my disposition leaned a bit more pessimist than typical its hard to get excited, like if life finds out I like it I will lose it, yeah its stupid and its superstitious So when you ask me the top 3 things I love about this, I still freeze up I probably look like a well-fed snake as I choke so hard on that softball toss I should just say "hell with it", maybe just embellish it "your laugh, your eyes, your smile" but I know I'm barely sellin it its hard to get excited, if life finds out I like it I will lose it, yeah its stupid, I just wanna tell all my friends about you to tell my mom, who will tell my dad to find the best damn parts about this and celebrate the things I have... but I can't Why am I like this? Why can't I admit everything's going well Why do I hide it? Hide all my joy in this bone-colored shell So I thought and I thought of my top 3 but its something I just couldn't do so here's my top 2... I'm tellin all my friends about you I told my mom (who told my dad) So here's the top 2 parts about this love they're the first and second half I'm tellin all my friends about you you told your mom I'm not thar bad So here's the top 2 parts about this love they're the first and second half the top 2 parts about this love is the first and second, the first and second half ----------------- MATT'S SONG Title: The Great Pacific Garbage Patch Lyrics: I listed all my flaws in orderStarting from the least of themThe ones you might not even noticeBedbugs scattering for cover when the light goes on i just react,it isn't evidence of sentience or anything like that  miserygutsshut up inside my castleoverweight andundersentimentalmanic phases, chronic depressionwhat a shame that no one will ever... I listed all my flaws in orderSo you'd know what to expectThe ones that chafe your soulUntil the day your perfect patience starts to cracki am a rocki am an islandi'm the great pacific garbage patch forget aboutforgetting your birthdayi won't remember your first nameconstantly expecting the worstso i can say that i saw it coming miserygutsshut up inside my castleoverweight andundersentimentalmanic phases, chronic depressionwhat a shame that no one will miss him

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Two bands who span the Atlantic, having a chat across the planet. Drafting jams from random challenges, fantastic banter while we're at it. So just relax and watch our antics; it's the pan-Atlantic Jam Mechanics Jam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt Johnston from The Narcissist Cookbook and Bug from Bug Hunter. Each week we'll take on songwriting challenges and present our finished "demo" after a few hour break.

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