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Arturo Royal (Self Titled)

My soul for only $11.00!

About Me

The only thing you need to know, dear listener and reader, is that you will veer your eyes to the left side of this page and go to my “general info” section, click on my CDbaby.com link and purchase my CD. You will then become a happier, and culturally, intellectually, spiritually enhanced, person. The Gods of luck will smile upon you and open wide the floodgates of the Luck Plane and fill your life with limitless wealth and wonders! Now go, do so, and enjoy! ~Arturo Royal

My Interests

Music:

Member Since: 9/3/2006
Band Website: cdbaby.com/cd/arturoroyal
Band Members: Everything in my CD, all the music, instruments, composition, recording, mixing, lyrics, voices, et cetera, et cetera, was done by myself.
Influences: Me, Seventies pop (and pop-rock, prog-rock, glam-rock, punk-rock), disco, electronica, new wave, Tom Waits, Rurus Wainwright, The Sleepy Jackson, some The Beatles, The Doors -especially Jim Morrison's clowning around and fooling the dorky fans into thinking he was some sort of "rock god", Grandaddy, Sparklehorse, Radio Head, David Bowie, The Geto Boys (best damn rap group EVER!!!), They Might Be Giants, Carol King, Corny Mexican music (including Ranchero), Flamenco -the real stuff, Charles Bukowski, Kafka, Ed Wood, TV, Cartoons, The Church of the Subgenius and Jr. "BOB" Dobbs, cheesy American Folk, good American Folk, Elliot Smyth, The B-52's, America (both the country and the band), sappy love songs, weird fringe music like The Cramps and their ilk, Little Richard (The MAN!), Star Trek (all of them) -especially Mr. Spock & Data, Toys, Robert Crumb, The Strokes, John Fante, Nicanor Parra, Satan, Nick Drake, The Dead Milkmen, Daniel Johnston, The Flaming Lips, Shamanism as a whole, paganism in particular, Jean-Paul Sartre, Freddie Nietzsche, Dave Brubeck, Beethoven (we have the same birthday, tee hee!), me again, life and death.
Sounds Like: You tell me.
Record Label: unsigned
Type of Label: Indie

My Blog

Connected.

I see some trees trying to be trees in a, for once, cool breeze. Then, there are some birds up in those trees singing like crazy: they must be hungry they must be happy they must be fighting for that ...
Posted by Arturo Royal (Self Titled) on Thu, 10 May 2007 03:58:00 PST

From the pulpit; on creating art, or anything

Some think great art, or great creation even great thinking is the result of immense suffering and turmoil that this brings some sort of deeper understanding maybe to some extent but I say suffer...
Posted by Arturo Royal (Self Titled) on Thu, 10 May 2007 03:56:00 PST

Some Socrates

So it was finally lunch time. I sat down by myself and ate my burrito. All damn day long on those trenches, digging digging digging with that trying pick and trench shovel. So I was now resting. Think...
Posted by Arturo Royal (Self Titled) on Sun, 19 Nov 2006 01:00:00 PST

The road of life

                          The road of life   Go No exit Merge Falling rocks No U-t...
Posted by Arturo Royal (Self Titled) on Sun, 19 Nov 2006 12:59:00 PST

Passing away

The night fell out of nowhere just dropped as the day fell away somewhere else.   I'm sitting outside, smoking in winter's guts.   Then there's the train in the distance.   It comes ...
Posted by Arturo Royal (Self Titled) on Sun, 19 Nov 2006 12:57:00 PST

Sex wars?

They walk so sure of themselves, and that's alright they probably should be. They've earned a place for themselves among the superior, powerful, rich, knowledgeable and ultimately outmoded men. &nb...
Posted by Arturo Royal (Self Titled) on Sun, 19 Nov 2006 12:55:00 PST

Thank you, wherever you are.

The whole world is fucked up he said.   I didn't argue.   He picked up the empty soda can and made a his victorious home-made pipe... which consisted of (pay attention kids) denting a side ...
Posted by Arturo Royal (Self Titled) on Sun, 19 Nov 2006 12:51:00 PST

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Beautiful lies! I got beautiful lies for sale! Hurry hurry hurry! Get 'em while they're hot! Guaranteed to make your brain rot! Love? I got the sweetest words on the matter. Oh, love is all, love is ...
Posted by Arturo Royal (Self Titled) on Sun, 19 Nov 2006 12:49:00 PST

Flightless birds

I put the outfit on and went out for my daily jog. The sidewalk moved underneath my feet. Something was rolling on it and toward me. I quickly began to lie to myself. I told myself it looked like the...
Posted by Arturo Royal (Self Titled) on Sun, 19 Nov 2006 12:48:00 PST

times and places

so many barren winter trees. they frighten me with their lonely branches full of ghosts -but not the kind that say boo; these ones are that which hangs in receding time. those things long ago: place...
Posted by Arturo Royal (Self Titled) on Sun, 19 Nov 2006 12:47:00 PST