Love the song, your site is really uplifting in a dark time. I can appreciate that, as I got sucked in and out of darkness working on the frontlines as a nurse. A lot of darkness there. God Bless you for offering your creative spirit to expose this terrible evil.
Those documents and signature Jordan found would be easy enough to forge. And I wouldn't trust NBC or the rest of the lying whore media with a burnt-out match.
Thanks so much. However I am the songwriter. I hire many different vocalists and instrumentalists on fiverr to do my songs. I have been fortunate to find some really talented singers.
Still no clear photo’s of Tiffany Dover…still a mystery . I saw the vaccine police go to her home, and show that her family has the money to build a large new home though.
Why don’t they just show she’s alive and well if there’s nothing to see….
The “truth” gate keepers must control all dissent or they lose control of their ultimate agenda. Stealth culling is such a great asset they have discovered.
Not unlike sightings of The Loch Ness Monster or the Sasquatch... 🤔
At this point I'm more concerned with the disappearance of Gonazalo Lira who first alerted me to Tiffany... arrested in April by Zelenskyy's Gestapo...
Thank you so much. It is an honor to be compared to the multi-talented Mr. Lehrer. Time to get my daily exercise while "poisoning pigeons in the park."
Did they put her in witness protection? Or something similar? The minute she becomes a liability… I’m sure they will not hesitate to Epstein her and her family. 😵
That might be the reason why she has not come forward. If she’s even alive…
There’s always that possibility… But wouldn’t the investigative reporter that worked on this story or all of the truth seekers out there have found her house and at least we would’ve seen pictures or video or something?? 🤷🏽♀️
The article never did say where her address was, where that $400,000 house was… it seems like someone would’ve camped outside her residence and got pictures if she was really there… Or talked with her husband or something… 🤷🏽♀️🤨
Do you know what small town she was from in Alabama?
No I don't. It's possible that the Substack blogger chose not to reveal the address to protect Tiffany's confidentiality given the widespread interest in her case.
Very possible, but hiding things at this point makes them look as my teenagers would say very “sus…”
If she’s not hiding anything (like a vax injury perhaps) then why not go public…???
If she is still alive 😵 and is still 100% for the clot shot… Why not go public with it?!
The fact that a $400,000 home was bought in August, which is way above what homes are worth in her area apparently… Sounds like a payoff to me. But at the same time, no one is able to lay eyes on Mrs. Tiffany??? Hmmm 🤔
Just way too many questions and no clear, concrete answers.
All of this should be easy. She got the shot, she should still be working at that hospital and living in her small town. 🤷🏽♀️ We should have a picture of her. But the fact that no one can find any concrete information on her is very troubling. 😢🤔🙏🏽
I remember a while back, an article mentioning an obituary that was possibly Tiffany Dovers.
The first nurse that got the Astra Zeneca died also… 😡 As a fellow nurse, it makes me so angry to think that THEY think nurses are so expendable. 🔥🔥
Let us know if you hear anything… Prayers and blessings 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽
I’m enjoying all your songs I’ve heard so far.. signed up for your substack, however I don’t do Twitter or any of those links that it gives! I wish you the best of luck on all of your music, you have a lot of talent.
Turfseer Share a Vast, Venomously Funny, Historically Rich New Protest Song Album by delarue
Turfseer‘s epic new 33-track Scamdemic Collection – streaming at Soundcloud – is the bucket of ice water at the end of the marathon. It’s a suicide hotline on wheels. If you’ve been thinking the New Abnormal nightmare will never end, this record will lift your spirits. Outrageously funny as many of these songs are, they speak truth to power.
The studio-only project’s mastermind, Lewis Papier, started writing protest songs shortly after the global totalitar+ian coup in March of 2020 and he hasn’t stopped since. He’s the missing link between Jeff Lynne and Jello Biafra. Musically speaking, his big anthems are a blend of New Pornographers and ELO, with frequent, sarcastic detours into theatre music, circus rock and occasional stabs at country that sound more like Sean Lennon. The Alan Parsons Project are also a good reference point, considering that band’s rotating cast of singers and musicians. Behind the hilarious lyrics, there’s forceful neoromantic piano, sweeping strings and lush harmonies, or scruffy guitars and soaring pedal steel.
What’s it like to listen to all 33 tracks? Redemptive AF – and a little chilling, with moments of full-blown PTSD. Papier, who hails from Queens, doesn’t mention the lines outside Trader Joe’s, or the cringe-inducing nightly 7 PM pots-and-pans psy-op ritual, but he has vindictive fun satirizing every other scam the behavioral scientists of the Gates Foundation and the propagandists of CNN have subjected us to since then. And not all the songs are satirical.
The first track is Forever Freedom Brigade. a cheery, upbeat anthem spiced with banjo and pedal steel: “They keep us apart, we all have been fooled, freedom is something you don’t learn in school.” Things get considerably more grim from there through the end of the record, but Papier’s message is clear and bright: you’re not alone.
Papier is wise to Covid groupthink as both death cult and new religion. The Virus Is My God, a brisk Old West gothic shuffle, is one of the most tellingly detailed parables here, right down to the out-of-work bartenders and hookers, and the hanging judge who’s going after the town doctor. An unidentified woman sings the piano ballad My Mystery Cult with an unrelenting, rapt reverence, even as the initiation ceremony transforms her DNA into something distinctly inhuman. And amid the baroque-rock cadences of Church of the Pandemic Mind, “If you don’t believe, you’re a snake, we’ll burn you now at the stake.”
The devil is in the details throughout the rest of the record. Kids’ video games are weaponized to spread fear porn in the ominously swaying historical parable O Holy Roman. The Tyranny Train is where you’ll feel “the noose slip round your neck, and not so loose.” And the Statue of Liberty recurs as an unnamed, tarnished image throughout the angst-infused Nevermore.
Other songs draw deeply on how history repeats itself. The Ballad of Typhoid Mary, a ragged circus rock number, recounts the doomed saga of the feisty Irish cook who was the first to be accused of asymptomatic disease transmission, which we now know is basically an old wives’ tale. 1692 Was a Very Good Year, the most vivid ELO/Carl Newman mashup here, makes the Salem Witch Trials connection. The funky I Drank the Kool-Aid references the Jim Jones massacre. And the brooding folk-rock anthem Days of No Immunity traces the turbulent and largely unsuccessful early history of vaccine science.
There isn’t a song here that doesn’t have a wicked punchline. Some of the funniest tunes include Who Stole the Boston Cream Pie, a snarky, witchy parable of lockdown-era binge-eating, and the faux-earnest Sheeple University, whose students pledge never to disobey or think for themselves. Gaga’s Gone, packed with sarcastic Lady Gaga references, ends with a couple of breathless, diehard fans being turned away by security on the way into the concert. And It’s Just a Mask features a fierce debate between a guy who’s in the Covid cult for life, and the soulful belter who wants to sing her way out of lockdown.
1984 Is Here, a parody of American Idol excess, quickly escalates to where “They’ll give you some loot if you persecute all those who don’t fit the mold.”
“No more indoor restaurant dining, now there’s no more whining, you can always order delivery,” is the cynical message in Passport to Hell, a Vegas noir ballad. The most sinister of all these songs is The Commandant, a menacing, Schumann-esque art-rock piano anthem where
I’m the Commandant, you must play by our rules
You didn’t listen, we gave you the tools
That’s what you get, a knock on the door
We’ll take you away, you’ll be feeling quite sore
We blocked all your funds, you can’t pay the rent
You don’t understand, we brook no dissent
Someday, when the world has a much smaller population, children will ask some of us what the plandemic was like. Not many of us are going to want to talk about it: Instead, we can give them this album as evidence of how we survived…and how so many others didn’t.
I have written over 40 songs related to the “plandemic” and medical tyranny. Subscribe to my newsletter so you can listen to my songs, watch music videos, and find out the story behind them. I also post from time-to-time bonus material including ezines with links to important websites and blogs detailing the alternative Covid narrative point of view.
Turfseer Share a Vast, Venomously Funny, Historically Rich New Protest Song Album by delarue
Turfseer‘s epic new 33-track Scamdemic Collection – streaming at Soundcloud – is the bucket of ice water at the end of the marathon. It’s a suicide hotline on wheels. If you’ve been thinking the New Abnormal nightmare will never end, this record will lift your spirits. Outrageously funny as many of these songs are, they speak truth to power.
The studio-only project’s mastermind, Lewis Papier, started writing protest songs shortly after the global totalitar+ian coup in March of 2020 and he hasn’t stopped since. He’s the missing link between Jeff Lynne and Jello Biafra. Musically speaking, his big anthems are a blend of New Pornographers and ELO, with frequent, sarcastic detours into theatre music, circus rock and occasional stabs at country that sound more like Sean Lennon. The Alan Parsons Project are also a good reference point, considering that band’s rotating cast of singers and musicians. Behind the hilarious lyrics, there’s forceful neoromantic piano, sweeping strings and lush harmonies, or scruffy guitars and soaring pedal steel.
What’s it like to listen to all 33 tracks? Redemptive AF – and a little chilling, with moments of full-blown PTSD. Papier, who hails from Queens, doesn’t mention the lines outside Trader Joe’s, or the cringe-inducing nightly 7 PM pots-and-pans psy-op ritual, but he has vindictive fun satirizing every other scam the behavioral scientists of the Gates Foundation and the propagandists of CNN have subjected us to since then. And not all the songs are satirical.
The first track is Forever Freedom Brigade. a cheery, upbeat anthem spiced with banjo and pedal steel: “They keep us apart, we all have been fooled, freedom is something you don’t learn in school.” Things get considerably more grim from there through the end of the record, but Papier’s message is clear and bright: you’re not alone.
Papier is wise to Covid groupthink as both death cult and new religion. The Virus Is My God, a brisk Old West gothic shuffle, is one of the most tellingly detailed parables here, right down to the out-of-work bartenders and hookers, and the hanging judge who’s going after the town doctor. An unidentified woman sings the piano ballad My Mystery Cult with an unrelenting, rapt reverence, even as the initiation ceremony transforms her DNA into something distinctly inhuman. And amid the baroque-rock cadences of Church of the Pandemic Mind, “If you don’t believe, you’re a snake, we’ll burn you now at the stake.”
The devil is in the details throughout the rest of the record. Kids’ video games are weaponized to spread fear porn in the ominously swaying historical parable O Holy Roman. The Tyranny Train is where you’ll feel “the noose slip round your neck, and not so loose.” And the Statue of Liberty recurs as an unnamed, tarnished image throughout the angst-infused Nevermore.
Other songs draw deeply on how history repeats itself. The Ballad of Typhoid Mary, a ragged circus rock number, recounts the doomed saga of the feisty Irish cook who was the first to be accused of asymptomatic disease transmission, which we now know is basically an old wives’ tale. 1692 Was a Very Good Year, the most vivid ELO/Carl Newman mashup here, makes the Salem Witch Trials connection. The funky I Drank the Kool-Aid references the Jim Jones massacre. And the brooding folk-rock anthem Days of No Immunity traces the turbulent and largely unsuccessful early history of vaccine science.
There isn’t a song here that doesn’t have a wicked punchline. Some of the funniest tunes include Who Stole the Boston Cream Pie, a snarky, witchy parable of lockdown-era binge-eating, and the faux-earnest Sheeple University, whose students pledge never to disobey or think for themselves. Gaga’s Gone, packed with sarcastic Lady Gaga references, ends with a couple of breathless, diehard fans being turned away by security on the way into the concert. And It’s Just a Mask features a fierce debate between a guy who’s in the Covid cult for life, and the soulful belter who wants to sing her way out of lockdown.
1984 Is Here, a parody of American Idol excess, quickly escalates to where “They’ll give you some loot if you persecute all those who don’t fit the mold.”
“No more indoor restaurant dining, now there’s no more whining, you can always order delivery,” is the cynical message in Passport to Hell, a Vegas noir ballad. The most sinister of all these songs is The Commandant, a menacing, Schumann-esque art-rock piano anthem where
I’m the Commandant, you must play by our rules
You didn’t listen, we gave you the tools
That’s what you get, a knock on the door
We’ll take you away, you’ll be feeling quite sore
We blocked all your funds, you can’t pay the rent
You don’t understand, we brook no dissent
Someday, when the world has a much smaller population, children will ask some of us what the plandemic was like. Not many of us are going to want to talk about it: Instead, we can give them this album as evidence of how we survived…and how so many others didn’t.
Whatever payout she took and however it was explained to her “you had a very very rare reaction and we don’t want to cause any vaccine hesitancy for the good of the country and everyone dying of COVID, blah blah blah” she probably regrets taking it now and I’m sure she’s been watching the died suddenlies very very closely, if she is alive….or her paid off widower is.
It’s May 9th, 2024 and you still haven’t been seen since the day that you got the shot.
Love the song, your site is really uplifting in a dark time. I can appreciate that, as I got sucked in and out of darkness working on the frontlines as a nurse. A lot of darkness there. God Bless you for offering your creative spirit to expose this terrible evil.
Those documents and signature Jordan found would be easy enough to forge. And I wouldn't trust NBC or the rest of the lying whore media with a burnt-out match.
Tiffany Dover has surfaced! Really!
Well, it kind of looks like her. Damn. I don't know . . .
https://www.nbcnews.com/nightly-news/video/nurse-speaks-out-after-being-subject-of-anti-vaccine-conspiracy-theory-169818693905
She appears clueless as to all those who have injured or died from the jab. This is what I hate about these people. They're part of a cult.
A very talented individual you are Turfseer. Nice voice too!
Thanks so much. However I am the songwriter. I hire many different vocalists and instrumentalists on fiverr to do my songs. I have been fortunate to find some really talented singers.
Still no clear photo’s of Tiffany Dover…still a mystery . I saw the vaccine police go to her home, and show that her family has the money to build a large new home though.
Why don’t they just show she’s alive and well if there’s nothing to see….
The “truth” gate keepers must control all dissent or they lose control of their ultimate agenda. Stealth culling is such a great asset they have discovered.
I heard of a more recent sighting on Instagram. If she is alive she probably wants to keep a low profile.
Not unlike sightings of The Loch Ness Monster or the Sasquatch... 🤔
At this point I'm more concerned with the disappearance of Gonazalo Lira who first alerted me to Tiffany... arrested in April by Zelenskyy's Gestapo...
👍👏🏻 Music and movies move people in ways mere words don’t. Keep the “truth” audio art coming.
Time for a Damar Hamlin tune.
Possibly something along these lines? 😘
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dZD3RJ7gdk8
PS.. That onlooker? He symbolizes you and me in this mess.. 🙄
brutal :-)
My first listen; yes I'm a procrastinator.
Dude, you're a modern day Tom Lehrer!
Looking forward to more great listening.
Thank you so much. It is an honor to be compared to the multi-talented Mr. Lehrer. Time to get my daily exercise while "poisoning pigeons in the park."
"Great Americans Made the Rockets Fly........."
"Great Americans" such as SS-Sturmbannführer Werner Von Braun? ...
That's the guy!
Great song I'm loving the musical talent!
Welp it’s January… Her nursing license comes due this month? Has anyone heard anything?
I haven't heard anything but if you do let us know!
Did they put her in witness protection? Or something similar? The minute she becomes a liability… I’m sure they will not hesitate to Epstein her and her family. 😵
That might be the reason why she has not come forward. If she’s even alive…
There is a possibility she received bribe money which she and her husband used to purchase a house.
There’s always that possibility… But wouldn’t the investigative reporter that worked on this story or all of the truth seekers out there have found her house and at least we would’ve seen pictures or video or something?? 🤷🏽♀️
The article never did say where her address was, where that $400,000 house was… it seems like someone would’ve camped outside her residence and got pictures if she was really there… Or talked with her husband or something… 🤷🏽♀️🤨
Do you know what small town she was from in Alabama?
No I don't. It's possible that the Substack blogger chose not to reveal the address to protect Tiffany's confidentiality given the widespread interest in her case.
Very possible, but hiding things at this point makes them look as my teenagers would say very “sus…”
If she’s not hiding anything (like a vax injury perhaps) then why not go public…???
If she is still alive 😵 and is still 100% for the clot shot… Why not go public with it?!
The fact that a $400,000 home was bought in August, which is way above what homes are worth in her area apparently… Sounds like a payoff to me. But at the same time, no one is able to lay eyes on Mrs. Tiffany??? Hmmm 🤔
Just way too many questions and no clear, concrete answers.
All of this should be easy. She got the shot, she should still be working at that hospital and living in her small town. 🤷🏽♀️ We should have a picture of her. But the fact that no one can find any concrete information on her is very troubling. 😢🤔🙏🏽
I remember a while back, an article mentioning an obituary that was possibly Tiffany Dovers.
The first nurse that got the Astra Zeneca died also… 😡 As a fellow nurse, it makes me so angry to think that THEY think nurses are so expendable. 🔥🔥
Let us know if you hear anything… Prayers and blessings 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽
I’m enjoying all your songs I’ve heard so far.. signed up for your substack, however I don’t do Twitter or any of those links that it gives! I wish you the best of luck on all of your music, you have a lot of talent.
Okay. Just check out the links to my songs and videos.
And please check out this review of The Scamdemic Collection which was published in the Feb 2022 edition of New York Music Daily at https://newyorkmusicdaily.wordpress.com/2022/02/07/turfseer/
Or read the review here (below):
Turfseer Share a Vast, Venomously Funny, Historically Rich New Protest Song Album by delarue
Turfseer‘s epic new 33-track Scamdemic Collection – streaming at Soundcloud – is the bucket of ice water at the end of the marathon. It’s a suicide hotline on wheels. If you’ve been thinking the New Abnormal nightmare will never end, this record will lift your spirits. Outrageously funny as many of these songs are, they speak truth to power.
The studio-only project’s mastermind, Lewis Papier, started writing protest songs shortly after the global totalitar+ian coup in March of 2020 and he hasn’t stopped since. He’s the missing link between Jeff Lynne and Jello Biafra. Musically speaking, his big anthems are a blend of New Pornographers and ELO, with frequent, sarcastic detours into theatre music, circus rock and occasional stabs at country that sound more like Sean Lennon. The Alan Parsons Project are also a good reference point, considering that band’s rotating cast of singers and musicians. Behind the hilarious lyrics, there’s forceful neoromantic piano, sweeping strings and lush harmonies, or scruffy guitars and soaring pedal steel.
What’s it like to listen to all 33 tracks? Redemptive AF – and a little chilling, with moments of full-blown PTSD. Papier, who hails from Queens, doesn’t mention the lines outside Trader Joe’s, or the cringe-inducing nightly 7 PM pots-and-pans psy-op ritual, but he has vindictive fun satirizing every other scam the behavioral scientists of the Gates Foundation and the propagandists of CNN have subjected us to since then. And not all the songs are satirical.
The first track is Forever Freedom Brigade. a cheery, upbeat anthem spiced with banjo and pedal steel: “They keep us apart, we all have been fooled, freedom is something you don’t learn in school.” Things get considerably more grim from there through the end of the record, but Papier’s message is clear and bright: you’re not alone.
Papier is wise to Covid groupthink as both death cult and new religion. The Virus Is My God, a brisk Old West gothic shuffle, is one of the most tellingly detailed parables here, right down to the out-of-work bartenders and hookers, and the hanging judge who’s going after the town doctor. An unidentified woman sings the piano ballad My Mystery Cult with an unrelenting, rapt reverence, even as the initiation ceremony transforms her DNA into something distinctly inhuman. And amid the baroque-rock cadences of Church of the Pandemic Mind, “If you don’t believe, you’re a snake, we’ll burn you now at the stake.”
The devil is in the details throughout the rest of the record. Kids’ video games are weaponized to spread fear porn in the ominously swaying historical parable O Holy Roman. The Tyranny Train is where you’ll feel “the noose slip round your neck, and not so loose.” And the Statue of Liberty recurs as an unnamed, tarnished image throughout the angst-infused Nevermore.
Other songs draw deeply on how history repeats itself. The Ballad of Typhoid Mary, a ragged circus rock number, recounts the doomed saga of the feisty Irish cook who was the first to be accused of asymptomatic disease transmission, which we now know is basically an old wives’ tale. 1692 Was a Very Good Year, the most vivid ELO/Carl Newman mashup here, makes the Salem Witch Trials connection. The funky I Drank the Kool-Aid references the Jim Jones massacre. And the brooding folk-rock anthem Days of No Immunity traces the turbulent and largely unsuccessful early history of vaccine science.
There isn’t a song here that doesn’t have a wicked punchline. Some of the funniest tunes include Who Stole the Boston Cream Pie, a snarky, witchy parable of lockdown-era binge-eating, and the faux-earnest Sheeple University, whose students pledge never to disobey or think for themselves. Gaga’s Gone, packed with sarcastic Lady Gaga references, ends with a couple of breathless, diehard fans being turned away by security on the way into the concert. And It’s Just a Mask features a fierce debate between a guy who’s in the Covid cult for life, and the soulful belter who wants to sing her way out of lockdown.
1984 Is Here, a parody of American Idol excess, quickly escalates to where “They’ll give you some loot if you persecute all those who don’t fit the mold.”
“No more indoor restaurant dining, now there’s no more whining, you can always order delivery,” is the cynical message in Passport to Hell, a Vegas noir ballad. The most sinister of all these songs is The Commandant, a menacing, Schumann-esque art-rock piano anthem where
I’m the Commandant, you must play by our rules
You didn’t listen, we gave you the tools
That’s what you get, a knock on the door
We’ll take you away, you’ll be feeling quite sore
We blocked all your funds, you can’t pay the rent
You don’t understand, we brook no dissent
Someday, when the world has a much smaller population, children will ask some of us what the plandemic was like. Not many of us are going to want to talk about it: Instead, we can give them this album as evidence of how we survived…and how so many others didn’t.
Properly rounded sound, expertly mixed by the engineer, no sharp edges. Well done!
So perhaps the lyrical plagiarism I came up with the other day was somewhat premature:
Tiffany Dover's dead
No, no-no-no, she's outside looking in
Tiffany Dover's dead
No, no-no-no, she's outside looking in
She'll fly her astral plane
Takes you trips around the bay
Brings you back the same day
Tiffany Dover Tiffany Dover
/with apologies to the Moody Blues/
A nice add-on to the subject.
Very freakin catchy tune!
Thanks so much. Check out another recent one. THE DISH. About fraud in virology. https://soundcloud.com/turfseer/the-dish
Nice chromatic progressions there! It is dark, covertly dramatic, and would deserve to be staged as a musical.
I have enough songs for a musical but I am thinking about writing a screenplay first or a TV mini-series.
You will need someone like Stew Peters to air it.
It's now in the form of a video. Watch WHERE HAVE YOU GONE TIFFANY DOVER? You can take a listen if you check out my newsletter at https://turfseer.substack.com/p/where-have-you-gone-tiffany-dover
I have written over 40 songs related to the “plandemic” and medical tyranny. Subscribe to my newsletter so you can listen to my songs, watch music videos, and find out the story behind them. I also post from time-to-time bonus material including ezines with links to important websites and blogs detailing the alternative Covid narrative point of view.
Keep going with these songs. Good way to document the perps!
Oh my gosh!
You are amazing!!
Thank you for keeping the soulless murderers brought to our attention!
Thanks so much. My entire "Scamdemic Collection" can be found here on Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/turfseer/sets/scamdemic-collection
And please check out this review of The Scamdemic Collection which was published in the Feb 2022 edition of New York Music Daily at https://newyorkmusicdaily.wordpress.com/2022/02/07/turfseer/
Or read the review here (below):
Turfseer Share a Vast, Venomously Funny, Historically Rich New Protest Song Album by delarue
Turfseer‘s epic new 33-track Scamdemic Collection – streaming at Soundcloud – is the bucket of ice water at the end of the marathon. It’s a suicide hotline on wheels. If you’ve been thinking the New Abnormal nightmare will never end, this record will lift your spirits. Outrageously funny as many of these songs are, they speak truth to power.
The studio-only project’s mastermind, Lewis Papier, started writing protest songs shortly after the global totalitar+ian coup in March of 2020 and he hasn’t stopped since. He’s the missing link between Jeff Lynne and Jello Biafra. Musically speaking, his big anthems are a blend of New Pornographers and ELO, with frequent, sarcastic detours into theatre music, circus rock and occasional stabs at country that sound more like Sean Lennon. The Alan Parsons Project are also a good reference point, considering that band’s rotating cast of singers and musicians. Behind the hilarious lyrics, there’s forceful neoromantic piano, sweeping strings and lush harmonies, or scruffy guitars and soaring pedal steel.
What’s it like to listen to all 33 tracks? Redemptive AF – and a little chilling, with moments of full-blown PTSD. Papier, who hails from Queens, doesn’t mention the lines outside Trader Joe’s, or the cringe-inducing nightly 7 PM pots-and-pans psy-op ritual, but he has vindictive fun satirizing every other scam the behavioral scientists of the Gates Foundation and the propagandists of CNN have subjected us to since then. And not all the songs are satirical.
The first track is Forever Freedom Brigade. a cheery, upbeat anthem spiced with banjo and pedal steel: “They keep us apart, we all have been fooled, freedom is something you don’t learn in school.” Things get considerably more grim from there through the end of the record, but Papier’s message is clear and bright: you’re not alone.
Papier is wise to Covid groupthink as both death cult and new religion. The Virus Is My God, a brisk Old West gothic shuffle, is one of the most tellingly detailed parables here, right down to the out-of-work bartenders and hookers, and the hanging judge who’s going after the town doctor. An unidentified woman sings the piano ballad My Mystery Cult with an unrelenting, rapt reverence, even as the initiation ceremony transforms her DNA into something distinctly inhuman. And amid the baroque-rock cadences of Church of the Pandemic Mind, “If you don’t believe, you’re a snake, we’ll burn you now at the stake.”
The devil is in the details throughout the rest of the record. Kids’ video games are weaponized to spread fear porn in the ominously swaying historical parable O Holy Roman. The Tyranny Train is where you’ll feel “the noose slip round your neck, and not so loose.” And the Statue of Liberty recurs as an unnamed, tarnished image throughout the angst-infused Nevermore.
Other songs draw deeply on how history repeats itself. The Ballad of Typhoid Mary, a ragged circus rock number, recounts the doomed saga of the feisty Irish cook who was the first to be accused of asymptomatic disease transmission, which we now know is basically an old wives’ tale. 1692 Was a Very Good Year, the most vivid ELO/Carl Newman mashup here, makes the Salem Witch Trials connection. The funky I Drank the Kool-Aid references the Jim Jones massacre. And the brooding folk-rock anthem Days of No Immunity traces the turbulent and largely unsuccessful early history of vaccine science.
There isn’t a song here that doesn’t have a wicked punchline. Some of the funniest tunes include Who Stole the Boston Cream Pie, a snarky, witchy parable of lockdown-era binge-eating, and the faux-earnest Sheeple University, whose students pledge never to disobey or think for themselves. Gaga’s Gone, packed with sarcastic Lady Gaga references, ends with a couple of breathless, diehard fans being turned away by security on the way into the concert. And It’s Just a Mask features a fierce debate between a guy who’s in the Covid cult for life, and the soulful belter who wants to sing her way out of lockdown.
1984 Is Here, a parody of American Idol excess, quickly escalates to where “They’ll give you some loot if you persecute all those who don’t fit the mold.”
“No more indoor restaurant dining, now there’s no more whining, you can always order delivery,” is the cynical message in Passport to Hell, a Vegas noir ballad. The most sinister of all these songs is The Commandant, a menacing, Schumann-esque art-rock piano anthem where
I’m the Commandant, you must play by our rules
You didn’t listen, we gave you the tools
That’s what you get, a knock on the door
We’ll take you away, you’ll be feeling quite sore
We blocked all your funds, you can’t pay the rent
You don’t understand, we brook no dissent
Someday, when the world has a much smaller population, children will ask some of us what the plandemic was like. Not many of us are going to want to talk about it: Instead, we can give them this album as evidence of how we survived…and how so many others didn’t.
The song was great!
And I do hope Tiffany Dover comes out to show us she's ok.
Whatever payout she took and however it was explained to her “you had a very very rare reaction and we don’t want to cause any vaccine hesitancy for the good of the country and everyone dying of COVID, blah blah blah” she probably regrets taking it now and I’m sure she’s been watching the died suddenlies very very closely, if she is alive….or her paid off widower is.
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