Track 5: Feel Good Inc. (The Unnecessary Parody) Artist: Franky Windmills Album: Haunted Estate (Style: Slower lo-fi hip-hop dub, boomy subterranean sub-bass, sarcastic acoustic guitar skanks, chaotic melodica, and deeply confused, deadpan windmills-style vocals) (Intro - Heavy vinyl crackle, a tape recorder fast-forwarding, and a low sub-bass drop) "Wait... didn't we just do 'Feel Bad'? Now we're parodying the parody of the original? Franky Windmills... meta-overload... My brain hurts..." [Verse 1 - Sarcastic, bewildered deadpan delivery over a lagging beat] I wrote a song about feeling bad to parody the good Now I’m parodying the bad song like I knew I should Double negative logic, now I’m back at square one Trying to be ironic while avoiding the sun Got a meta-windmill spinning inside of a mirror Every time I explain it, nothing gets clearer Are we happy? Are we sad? Are we parodying pop? Is this a parody of a parody that forgot how to stop? I called up Damon Albarn, asked him what it all means He said "Franky, mate, stop staring at the digital screens!" [Chorus - High-energy sarcastic chorus with wide reverb and layered vocals] Feel confused, feel confused... windmill turning backwards Singing meta-parodies for all the internet lurkers Don't stop, flip it, flip it... lose the original line Parody of a parody, everything is fine! Yeah, Feel Good, Feel Bad, Feel Whatever Inc. We’ve gone so deep into the joke that we forgot how to think... [Verse 2 - Sharper, witty flow with subtle dub-delay and heavy rimshots] Corporate lawyers looking at the publishing rights Trying to figure out which parody is winning the fights Is it a tribute? A critique? Or a cry for help? I gave my own album a one-star review on Yelp! Got a ghost in the studio writing satire on satire Setting my own conceptual framework on fire We’re three layers deep in the joke, no parachute in sight Screaming "It's a metaphor!" into the middle of the night! [Melodica & Tape-Glitch Solo - A completely derailed, glitched-out melodica solo that keeps repeating a single note before crashing back into a heavy sub-bass groove] [Bridge - Beat drops to pure sub-bass and a tired, confused whisper] Wait, what was the original song again? Clint Eastwood? 19-2000? No... it was the one with the laughing... (Sound of a record scratching hard: CHRRRRK!) "Forget it. Album's done." [Chorus - Full band explodes with heavy lo-fi warmth and layered sarcastic vocals] Feel confused, feel confused... windmill turning backwards Singing meta-parodies for all the internet lurkers Don't stop, flip it, flip it... lose the original line Parody of a parody, everything is fine! Yeah, Feel Good, Feel Bad, Feel Whatever Inc. We’ve gone so deep into the joke that we forgot how to think... [Outro - Slow dub fade out with echoing melodica, vinyl noise, and a system error beep] Haunted Estate complete... 5 tracks in the bag... Franky Windmills... Out! (Fade to silence)
