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The Legend of Conanza

by conanza!

Remember when the guy at the martini party in "The Graduate" told Dustin Hoffman one word, "plastics"? Conanza was born from that moment in Hollywood history.
Genre: Jazz: Weird Jazz
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2. armchair fantasy
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ABOUT THIS ALBUM


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To better understand what/where Conanza is about, an exerpt from the yet to be started/completed short-feature-length film has been placed below:
The Conanza saga begins as Dananzabar finishes his creation. Takes a step back. The televesion had two arms, a coat and an atari soul. It was now time for Conanza to step out on his/her own. As a newborn Conanza, it would not know of any human reality but one in which people would play it for the game that it was. And play them they will, he/she thought. "I will travel to wherever I wish, and people will love to play me!"
Of course, travelling would be somewhat limited to what others around it decided upon. This would prove to be the singlemost limiting factor to Conanza's existence.
Dananzabar decides to take Conanza on a little drive through the Oregon countryside towards Donald, OR. He thinks this will be an excellent introduction to the world that Conanza must embrace as it's own. So off they go in Dananzabar's cozy little Nissan truck that sleeps two. As the two of them leave Portland, they head down the Interstate noticing the obvious signs of civilized human development and advertisement. Conanza soon meets head to plastic head with these human concepts and an overwhelming shadow begins to consume it's consciousness.
"How can humans coexist within these parameters?", it thinks. "Where does the human begin and the machine end? Or rather, in this case, the machine begin and the human end?" Dananzabar picks up on Conanza's anxiety and chooses to pull off at the next rest stop.
"Let's take a little walk and have a look around eh, Cones(conanza's nickname)?" Conanza agrees, with a totally spaced out look on his screen. Dananzabar prepares Conanza for a walk, and the two of them step out of the truck and start towards the vending machine closest to the mens bathroom.
"I'm gonna need a lemonade soda.", Dananzabar purchases a canned refreshment and the two of them walk over to a picnic table with an old hot dog on it. They sit for a bit and watch the obese people come out of there cars and hobble around. Conanza seems to enjoy this pasttime and begins laughing with a digital hysteria. The sound of this laughter causes everyone at the sirene, car-friendly reststop to turn and stare at the true outcast that Conanza is.
Conanza immediately responds to this human reaction to it's freakish ways, and starts off running into the rest area's outer perimeter...

THIS IS A FICTIONAL STORY. A facade placed in front of the auditory combination of Scott Pemberton, Micah Kassell, and Norman Buccola.


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Tamara Turner, CD Baby


With slithering lines of jazz and sauntering hints of blues creeping into the base of swampy cowpunk, those surfy guitars belly-crawling through textures of spooky americana to jamband-like groove rock, there's an overall coating of "goes down easy" on this album- in a really good way. Wrap up the sassy scolding of guitar with the "I'll tell you how it is" pushing of the drums and you've got an album that, while being ultimately casual, will get you off your rear and into the groove.

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Very unique. Sort of a jazz/rock vibe.
Great job on this cd. Keep up the good work!