Rebecca Pittenger's Podcast of Weird Songs

The first part of this song is something I came up with many, many, many years ago when me, my college boyfriend, and another person I'm close to (but won't name for confidentiality reasons) were stoned and jamming together. I'm gonna have a friend play the parts with really high voices on her phone, outside my windows that I'm putting blackout curtains on to see how loud I need my noise machines...

I lost count...this is either song 18 or 19 or 20 of Gloomy Gus and the Forest That's About to Die. It is really dark. But then it isn't dark at the end. If you get to the end, you'll see it's not as dark as it at first appeared.

It's my annual I'm-not-celebrating-the-4th-of-July-themed song, which I've been doing since 2022 cuz America is on the fucked up side. My good friend suggested doing a song called, "Make America Fucked Up Again," so that's what I did.

I miss living in a place that has actual friends in it. I have the coolest friends in the world! But they don't live around here. The one friend I had who lived around here died, and that makes me sad. 

There's an expression: "Hell is other people." That is true. This is a song about my new neighbors; they've only been there 3 days and my head is ready to explode. This isn't a very good song, though, and my singing voice is ass this week.

It's still gettin' a little dark in Gloomy Gus Land. The owl in the picture doesn't have anything to do with the song. Or does he??????

My friend and I were at a winery yesterday. It was a winery that had peacocks walking around. They were yelling a lot, and it dawned on me that this could be part of the concept album I've been cooking up in my head - Music for Blocking Out the Sound of Screaming Kids. I hate the sound of screaming kids - it is the worst sound in the world. Would a song with a bunch of peacocks yelling block out t...

I actually recorded this little ditty a few months ago, and I was saving it for a rainy day (i.e., a day where I didn't have time to record a new little ditty). Such a day has come to pass, so here it is. My phone told me I had "lots and lots of cats" in my camera roll, so that inspired this here little number. 

This is another depresso song; it's this whole metaphor thing, where, like a bad TV show is a metaphor for life as we know it right now.

Here's a bonus track for this week...I'm not sure how this song'll age, but here it is. A person thinks of herself as all soaring and majestic, like an eagle, but she's actually a fox. 

I guess this album is getting a wee little bit dark...don't worry, it gets lighter in time, but not that much lighter. 

Have I ever mentioned that kids suck? They wouldn't suck so much if their parents weren't moronic asswipes that let them scream like banshees and irritate everyone within a 5 mile radius. 

I got some old-people-who-wear-sunglasses-over-their-glasses sunglasses. That's a true story!!

Last week's song was about depression, and this week's song is about anxiety. It's becoming the Mental Health Clinic Musical Hour.

I was trying to think of a good metaphor for depression. This is what popped into my mind: Being stuck in eternal Mondays. The person in the song likes it, though; I mean, she likes being stuck in eternal Mondays. I'm not sure why.

I was thinking about how everybody's scared of their consciousness passing out of existence when they die; but when you think about it, that's what happens when you go under anesthesia. No time passes. There's nothing awful or painful about going into non-existence on a consciousness level. And, who knows? Maybe there's some way we come back again, even if we do get blotted out.  (I'm not sure how...

This is Gloomy Gus Song 15. I'm not sure yet if I like it. It's about how when people are depressed, sometimes they feel nothing, and why is nothing not neutral, since it's nothing?

This song is another end-of-the-world-ish piece o' music. I'm doing a lot of those lately. Maybe that's because it's sorta kinda the end of the world, maybe-ish.

Whelp, that was a foot-in-mouth moment. But, then I got feedback from someone else that the person who got mad at me overreacted. So, there. Still, there are days I wish I never opened my mouth (or my email mouth).

This is the next Gloomy Gus song. It's a little existential ditty.

Here's another drunk church song. It probably sucks.

This is the polished version of that little ditty I did a few Sundays ago with the dandelion picture and stuff. I think it's about a depressed gal who has gods and goddesses she knew in a past life come visit her in her sleep.

Here's a song about I-don't-know-exactly-what. I was finally gonna say, hey there're no curse words in this song! I don't have to put a little "E" next to it. But, then, I realized it's a little innuendo-ish. Not that I meant it to be - it just came out that way.

Just a quick little post of a song i recorded last week. It's kinda whatever-ish.

This is a song that was derived from the Green Sunday song I did on Sunday. I fleshed it out and made it into a drinking song.