S2E1: The Jam McCabin

Jam Mechanics

And. We. Are. Back!

Jam Mechanics returns for season 2 with our first guest prompter (Our longtime collaborator and artist, DeepBlueInk!). In our first episode back we reveal the fate of Jam Mechanics Mansion (Castle?) and reflect on the ocean that separates our two co-hosts

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

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Challenge: Transatlanticism

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BUG'S SONG

Title: Agamemnon

Lyrics:

I am aboard the Agamemnon, we are laying down a line

It's gonna cross the ocean floor, the greatest project of our time

A telegraph from Newfoundland will reach the Irish Shores

but by by the time this note arrives you will not love me anymore

I am aboard the Agamemnon, laying cables in the sea

For the purpose of the president to parley with the queen

As for me, I've got this letter that I'll send you in the morn

but by the time this note arrives you will not love me anymore

You will not love me by the time you read this note

You told me you would wait if I had to go

I keep your photo in a locket to remind me of my home

but while aboard the Agamemnon I have so much time to dream

of a world where I can reach you with no middle-man between

And maybe when we're done I'll get my turn, as a reward

but I never got that chance, now you don't love me anymore

When I made it to Niagara, you didn't love me anymore

You will not love me by the time you read this note

You told me you would wait if I had to go

I think of you so often with no way to let you know

This is only the beginning, this simple cable in the sea

Soon we'll have radios and satellites and waves we cannot see

No one'll know the pain of loving one they cannot reach

I'd commandeer the Agamemnon and I'd sail it back to shore

it's just a faster way to learn that you don't love me anymore

so I'll keep laying this cable for the lovers not yet born

so that they may never hear "No, I don't love you anymore"

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MATT'S SONG

Title: The Tollbooth

Lyrics:

When Britain's national health service was launched in 1948 it set sail in the wake of the second world war when the country's citizens the upper and lower classes both the rich and the desperately poor had served together, side by side and the ones who survived the horrors came home demanding to no surprise more we did not fight, they said in our millions just for things to return to the way they were we didn't die they said in our hundreds of thousands just to save a country where the leading cause of death is poverty and perhaps for the first time in british history the aristocrats and the working class agreed on something largely that arming the nation and teaching them how to fight and die for what they believe in makes their demands somewhat more convincing and so barely three years after the soldiers had come home on july 5th, 1948 the british health system was torn out by the follicles and rebuilt in a new vision that it would be free at point of service, that no one, NO ONE, would be turned away or trapped into debt by lack of personal means that it would be available to everyone who walked through the doors of a hospital or a GP's office and that the well off wouldn't be able to skip the queue this was radical beyond comprehension a truly universal healthcare system doctors across the nation barred their doors and hired personal security ...

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