The Whole Shebang - 2010


1 - Anne Bristow
2 - Happens to Us All
3 - Wearing Their Whites
4 - Sun
5 - How Many Days

Meg and Bryan - 2010


1 - Giants Mouth
2 - More
3 - Working
4 - Oh Nothing

She Sang, She Directed - 2009 Written by: Bryan Bangerter, Daniel Page, Andrew Gumm Orchestration by Chris Tweedy Directed by Bryan Bangerter 01 - This Scene, This Story 02 - The Producers 03 - My Play 04 - Smoking Weed 05 - Stuck With a Story 06 - I've Been Waiting 07 - Monica's Ballad 08 - Joe's Drum Solo 09 - Talking Behind Your Back 10 - Suck Any Less 11 - Abstract 12 - My Play 13 - The Critics 14 - Taking Back This Play 15 - Monica's Blues 16 - Stuck With A Story 17 - This Fire Click on song titles to skip down.

This Scene This Story


This scene, this story, the plot is so absurd
The theme, so boring, clichés too nice a word
My dream's deferred my voice unheard
With still so much to say
Won't you give me back my play?

It hurt to watch as everything was changed
Reworked, rethought till nothing else remained
But this ball and chain still bears my name
With reputation and small town fame
To fill the seats and take the blame
Just Give me back my play
Won't you give me back my play

I wrote a script, which had such wit
Producers they came and ruined it
The things I wrote every quote
All were changed and rearranged
How will I make magic happen
Direct if they control my actions?

Just give me back my play
Won't you give me back my play
Because now it's a vampire detective story


The Producers


Monica Meadows we really like your play
So raw and inspired and a character who's gay
Style feel so natural and wise beyond your age
Make my eyes break water It leaps right off the page
Your prior works impressive but right now we're amazed
I have no doubt when it comes out it will be total rage
So lets get down to business and you'll be on your way
You'd get our fine facilities with all expenses paid
Costume prop and actors, lighting, sets, and stage
All we ask for in return is a promise to be made
You'd have to sign this contract, it's paper but like cage
Well more like an agreement where your owners rights are waved
Think about as signing up for being artist slave
Shut up Sceptor don't mind him the language gaps a pain


My Play


So mean and controlling I'm a puppet on a short string

But I'm just a girl living in a world
Where I can't be right
I am just to work really hard and that's all I've got
Play by their rules
I surrendered all my rights
They'll push me until I break
Just give me back my play
Just give me back my play

I compromised for money
To let everything be changed
For a handful of silver
I found myself betrayed by ambition
And too naive to see
That the price of my weakness
Became a catastrophe
They'll push me until I break
Just give me back my play


Is someone Smoking Weed?


It's all about the process
The art behind the curtain
I'm counting all my losses
This play will bomb for certain
There's nothing left that I can do
Reporters are arriving soon
Maybe I'll just tell the truth
That none of this is me
Is someone smoking weed?

Sand bags fall on me all the time
Because my riggers are always high
I'm a rigger and I'm high


Stuck With A Story


Stuck with a story that I've never heard of
I diatribe I've nothing to be proud of
Stuck with a story that I've never heard of
I diatribe I've nothing to be proud of

Producers that finance your work
I think I know what they really want
Push me over steal my story thanks a lot
These people are beasts with very sharp teeth
The crew and the cast don't seem to care the least
They scheme and they smirk
They loiter and they lurk
I'm the only one who works it's clear

Stuck with a story that I've never heard of
I diatribe I've nothing to be proud of
Just a rank blood bath only teenage boys would love
Just give me back (she won't get back)
Put me back on track (she's tied to the tracks)
How do I make it all work, when the producers are all such jerks?


I've Been Waiting


I've been waiting for your love...


Monica's Ballad


When you write it's so perfect in your mind
Taking Shape Then it happens in real time
And now that it's changed I can't help but feel
Like Throwing up my favorite meal
Still I have to live with the sad fact
vampires making out to be exact

But on a warm night last summer
As I sat in my home
Creating out of thin air a world of my own
The truth flowed from my fingertips
With each keystroke I knew it was my best

It was glorious
I stood victorious
That feeling leaves so quickly
It was glorious
I stood victorious
That feeling leaves so quickly
And now I'm lost and empty

Who will catch me when I fall?
I didn't write this play not at all
I'm screwed


Drum Solo



Talking Behind Your Back


My crew doesn't even respect me
Each day brings new ways to reject me
Will they ever cut me any slack?

We're all talking behind your back


Suck Any Less


Does it suck any less?
Is there a glimmer of hope?
Nope
Like a cloud in the sky and star in the...


Abstract


Abstract
None-of-that
Not a drop not a peep not a word
Abstract
It's not that bad
Now a lot just a bit that could be worse
Abstract
I'll give'em abstract
6 re-writes and still no respect


My Play


My play
My story
Corrupted in a coup
Deformed before me
Nothing I could do
I can't escape
I have no say
It gets worse everyday
You have to find a way
This is not my play

You have to believe me
These wolves they deceived me


The Critics


You see young lady
We think this play is great
Sustainable
Maintainable
The release musn't be late
It's Broadway
Performance art
Cheekily deconstructionist
It's safe to say we are as critics
Already in love with this

I write for the post I can see the headlines now
Monica Meadows post modern playwright, Wow

What do you say young lady if we give you what you want
Your play in the headlines in bold arial font?

A woman who writes and directs to the letter
I suggest you play the lead that would be even better

Follow your impulse it's right as rain
We can take this play on tour through Brussels and Spain


Taking Back This Play


I'm taking back this play
She's getting back her play
Not sure that we'll get paid...
And I'll give the world (she'll give the world)
I'll give the world (she's an awesome girl)
This play (And we'll get paid)


Monica's Blues


Monica graduated at the fresh old age of 24 (I'm 24)
And she left that school she was so comfortable
At NYU (so comfortable)
New York University
Now she's taking orders (I'm taking orders like a waitress)
And she's singing the blues (I'm singing the blues)
She wants dreams to come true (dreams that really resemble reality)
She wants dreams to be realized (yeah I do)
But as long as she's doing the Fangs of Slueth
and not the Pangs of Youth
She's falling short on realizing her dreams

Fangs of Slueth
Not as good as the Pangs of Youth
Pangs of Youth
She has dreams she wants things
What do you want Monica?
I want my hair done and books that I can read
Monica


Stuck (Demo)



This Fire

I'm a Vegetarian, Don't Get Me Wrong - 2008


1 - Move to Norway
2 - Finger Drums, Part 1
3 - Reference Me to You
4 - The Electrics