A Dozen Surly Looking Dwarves

Local plants, more power lines and bright green leaves to the beat of 80 a minute, just to listen to the distance & rhythm we fixed for you, to live in real quick, while you stay on our shores, soaking up visuals, going up unreal tunnels beneath the space we found our existence plain; which we stand on today, playing out songs & feeling so gay, in the way people used to say, that’s happy, you got me? Okay. Nature, grace & sacred things, like cloudy skies & so much life your smile could fly off your mouth, travel miles, go south where POV psychedelic imagery ain’t no thing, so now we sing with electric means. Dance tunes coming straight to you with fat bass grooves… see you next time, highflying guys, in the light of the moon. Music: Composed by Angel Wings-of-Flame and Tree Biscuit Keyboards by Angel Wings-of-Flame, Howard “Rainbow” the Truck, Kid Dinglebrain and the Sacred Scoundrel Produced by Prince Dimplebrain Arranged by The Wizard Singlebrain Conducted by The Wizard Singlebrain Video: Cinematography by Tree Biscuit and Squire Simplebrain Edited by Apprentice Nimblebrain Concept by Howard “Rainbow” the Truck All music and video is property of Mischa Plonsey. Copyright 2023. All rights reserved.

Headphones recommended, highly. There are many jobs for Gulliver, none of which did he apply at, and yet he dons the hats like a knight fights ‘gainst knaves; same as the danes; but this man, who in his homeland is humbler than sand, so we can tell, as we are dwarves, not of the kind that is man; we’re a clan who had planned jam after jam, to pump up your good luck by means of chill beats, meticulous & neat, spendiferous indeed; psychedeic beyond comprehension, intended to send you to far off dimensions; when you get there, just mention my name, that I sent you, then celebrate, you’ll see me there, no cares, & I wear a smile on my face, stay a while in our grace & let yourself drift away; for days in the brain is just 7 minutes in our special, spacial domain we created, with hopes to semi-maintain the waves we wish to disseminate. Music: Composed by Apprentice Nimblebrain, Squire Simplebrain and the Sacred Scoundrel Keyboards by Kid Dinglebrain, Tree Biscuit and the Sacred Scoundrel Drums by Howard “Rainbow” the Truck Produced by Howard “Rainbow” the Truck Arranged by The Wizard Singlebrain Conducted by The Wizard Singlebrain Video is from the classic 1939 hand drawn masterpiece “Gulliver’s Travels”. This is our latest in our series of videos rescoring the royalty film with all original music from our advanced band of dwarves. All music is property of Mischa Plonsey. Copyright 2023. All rights reserved.

Lyrics: The wind cannot become corrupt, The wind is corruption The water cannot become filth, The water is filth The fire cannot create water The fire is water And water cannot extinguish fire Water can only cleanse And dirt isn’t dirty It lies and stays sterile The earth is not a wife Her roots and fruit Might they make her a whore? And the shores don’t wash They’re washed by the sun By the sun, oh so bright Sun comes from the light And the brain can’t think, Because It’s made up of thoughts The soul, it cant die It has come from far off And it gave you the life, For the ground not to carry It’s floating in spirals And distance can’t sit still Anymore than an anthill Spun round for some miles, Wrapped and bound to your mind Not always with you, but Sometimes it flies, like spirit wings move, throughout vast sky. The wind doesn’t move, The wind is movement The tides, don’t ebb in the sense of some hot heat The ocean ruthless, moves her fluid The world is a boat which rows and bends So the waves are begun in the heavens Like a rain falling down to the ground. Like fire coming from the clouds Spiteful liar begetting righteousness with a crowd of loud squires, Then twist, down a mound of tall dwarves To a place where the made meets the forged. If you take water If you take sun And the wind, the elements and many other things Have you forgotten something? How do you hope to build a kingdom out of glue and tools? How can you hope to begin when the men don’t exist and everything is lifeless? The bricks they will not move And the statues are frozen The earth shapes new shapes with the help of the universe But it’s all broken and slow-motion Drained from the flame, hollow in the ocean. First there was the sphere of breath And the worlds in between these things At last there came the council of the west wind, At last once again we are one thing. Music: Composed by the Sacred Scoundrel and The Wizard Dinglebrain Guitars by Howard “Rainbow” the Truck, Tree Biscuit and Apprentice Nimblebrain Keyboards by Kid Dinglebrain and Squire Simplebrain Vocals by the Sacred Scoundrel and The Dwarf Town Choir Produced by Howard “Rainbow” the Truck Arranged by The Wizard Dinglebrain Conducted by The Wizard Dinglebrain Video: Cinematography by the Sacred Scoundrel Edited by Kid Dinglebrain Concept by Squire Simplebrain All music and video is property of Mischa Plonsey. Copyright 2023. All rights reserved.

Overcome by a more than moderate militia, the prince and his Juliet, just saved by ol’ Gulliver, sweet and at ease on this island (to him just a park practically) of strangness, and dangers, which are merely small nuisance; as he cruises throigh weirdness with looseness, all to the thnes we’ve produced just to suit this electronic, harmonic, and always so soothing, cosmic concoction I got from the Moon Men from far off dimensions. Music: Composed by Tree Biscuit snd Apprentice Nimblebrain Produced by Howard “Rainbow” the Truck Keyboards by Kid Dimplebrain, Squire Simplebrain, Apprentice Nimblebrain, Tree Biscuit and The Wizard Dinglebrain Arranged by King Dinglebrain Video is from the 1939 classic, hand drawn masterpiece, Gulliver’s Travels, which is a royalty free movie in the public domain. This is our latest in our series rescoring this classic film with an all original futurist soundtrack. All music is property of Mischa Plonsey. Copyright 2023. All rights reserved.

Parks without people; trees which breathe fresh air & dance in blurry waves of fuzzy shapes like DMT got slipped in your drink while you were sleeping & now you are feeling it as you are reeling, but keep calm; there’s no ceiling, no ground, so you can’t fall down; but it’s alright, let go, say, I, no need to know what you’ll find; life’s a gold mind, even if you’re blind or deaf or half in bed; it’s all so blessed that I could bring you the work of the dwarves in the form of dream POV, psychedelic simulation machine, like on LSD; go down deep; pull up the underneath and full of wonder; these beats are more than cheap, they’re free as the breeze! This is a psychedelic experience; trippy music in groovy movement. Dank as a snake. Music: Composed by Tree Biscuit, the Sacred Scoundrel and Howard “Rainbow” the Truck Keyboards by Kid Dinglebrain, Howard “Rainbow” the Truck and the Sacred Scoundrel Produced by Apprentice Nimblebrain Conducted by King Singlebrain Arranged by King Singlebrain Video: Cinematography by Tree Biscuit and Howard “Rainbow” the Truck Edited by Apprentice Nimblebrain Concept by Tree Biscuit All music and video is property of Mischa Plonsey. Copyright 2023. All rights reserved.

Sail boats like paper toys. Gulliver’s like dad playing with his boys. Always falling in puddles, causing trouble, keeping better cheer now; on the too of the giant shoe, working to a place they didn’t know would hold the plotters who caused a large flame to engulf their homes in time for the giant to use his might to crush the fire light like its nothing. Shadow puppets, feel like humming and I’m loving electric guitar with electronic heart & solo rips apart the stars, give way to retro keyboards and retro animation, sends you faded through the nations of dank basses and the flanger’s like a dancer, with effects like metal vapor wave; enter our haven with gracious and crisp drum machines, which please the very trees within this dwarfish city which rests upon our screens. Psychedelic dance music, trippy to the bone, makes you want to laugh and show it round the home, soft sweet flutes, coming through a portal; some place we rendez-vous, in my dreams which all come true. Music: Composed by the Sacred Scoundrel, Howard “Rainbow” the Truck and Tree Biscuit Keyboards by Kid Dimplebrain, the Sacred Scoundrel, Squire Simplebrain Howard “Rainbow” the Truck and MischJah Plons-I Produced by Squire Nimblebrain and Apprentice Nimblebrain Arranged by The Wizard Singlebrain Conducted by The Wizard Singlebrain Video is the classic Gulliver’s Travels. A hand drawn, royalty-free, masterpiece from 1939. A truly retro and beautiful color animation. This is our latest in our series of rescoring the original film as a silent film with an entirely original soundtrack, channeled by Mischa Plonsey in psychic communications with the interdimensional dwarves who’s music we’ve all grown to love so much. All music is property of Mischa Plonsey. Copyright 2023. All rights reserved.

Church found around 4 in the AM. Came back in the morning with sights which soared and i felt like dancing to the horns while i explored blocked off doors and windows through which you would see who knows what, and does it mean anything? Or is it mystery? (Everything, and there’s no need to seek to think you know a thing) I forget to mention it’s boarded up to high heaven, so don’t be forgetting the way they shut down evrything, act like it’s all pretend and we’re to blame for what we cannot see. Bring the sky to the sea and board it back down, bring me the clouds so I might sip from the tip of a solar eclipse… you missed it, everything closed, from churches to homes. You’re sitting in a sorry state of bliss someone left out on their night shift. They forgot it. Music: Composed by Tree Biscuit and Kid Dinglebrain Keyboards by Howard “Rainbow” the Truck, Squire Simplebrain, Tree Biscuit and Apprentice Nimblebrain Produced by the Sacred Scoundrel Arranged by King Singlebrain Conducted by King Singlebrain Video: Cinematography by Apprentice Nimblebrain Edited by the Sacred Scoundrel Concept by the Sacred Scoundrel All music and video is property of Mischa Plonsey. Copyright 2023. All rights reserved.

Three Lilliputians plot to shoot the giant, while others sleep so soundly. And Gulliver, oh Gulliver, goes to rocks and watches waves. Lies across a mountain top, watch the waves, from the rocks. Feel no worries, free of paranoiac blurred visions… and yet the foolish creatures plan to fight him, while he treats well to the ones who nourish his health. A lesson for ourselves… what else?! Music: Composed by Tree Biscuit Produced by Howard “Rainbow” the Truck Keyboards: the Sacred Scoundrel, Squire Simplebrain, and Howard “Rainbow” the Truck Arranged by Kid Dinglebrain Conducted by King Dinglebrain Video is a royalty free film from 1939. The classic hand drawn masterpiece Gulliver’s Travels. This is the latest in our series rescoring this original animated 1939 vintage gem. All music is property of Mischa Plonsey. Copyright 2023. All rights reserved.

Bright blue, deep green & beautiful leaves. All these things you'll see & while birds might sing all you hear is ringing, twinkling, rhythmic healing; music soothed with new-born Dwarf-Fish, who wish for these visions, and blistering sounds to astound you; float you out to Neptune, before the clock strikes noon. Rock times two! The music we produce will move everything, "It's true," said The King. Music: Composed by the Sacred Scoundrel and Howard "Rainbow" the Truck Keyboards by the Sacred Scoundrel, Kid Dinglebrain, Apprentice Nimblebrain, Tree Biscuit, and Howard "Rainbow" the Truck Produced by Squire Simplebrain Conducted by The Wizard Dinglebrain Arranged by The Wizard Dinglebrain All music and video is property of Mischa Plonsey. Copyright 2023. All rights reserved.

The giant is still in town. Deep bass & drums to the face to pair with the charm of anciently drawn, projected, and stung-on to spell a vision song; to tell and listen long… while the Prince and King… letters delivering… instrumental’s fundamental, and ir bends at will, to delve in thrills of a party with nice light; hosted by a King who’s rude as a ghost (who comes and goes without notice to your fits and woes), so sit back to these sounds to all calm you (down) while enjoying the daily dwarfish, dwarvish, interdimensional news from our space tubes. Music: Composed by Tree Biscuit Guitar by Squire Simplebrain Bass by Apprentice Nimblebrain Keyboards: Kid Dinglebrain and the Sacred Scoundrel Arrangement by Howard “Rainbow” the Truck Conducted by The Wizard Dinglebrain Produced by Kid Dinglebrain Video is Gulliver’s Travels, the 1939 classic hand drawn animation which competed with Disney. This is a royalty free movie. What you’re watching here is the latest part to our rescoring of this classic film, using all original music from Mischa Plonsey and his band of Dwarves All music is property of Mischa Plonsey. Copyright 2023. All rights reserved.

Slow motion water flowing composed together with flying clouds and all transfixed to shroud your house from anxious sounds to be replaced with gracious music, makes you soothed and then you go to the snow where the chill beats grow, where the ice is nice and the fire’s inside your mind all of the time, as you strive toward light, so you don’t die. In the meantime, feel alright, listen to this instrumental delight, it’s a cool jam, passed down to me from the kings I speak with every day, they go by names like Dingle, Jingle, Single and Nimblebrain… Music: Composed by Tree Biscuit Produced by Prince Dimplebrain Arranged by King Dinglebrain Video: Cinematography by Tree Biscuit Concept by Squire Simplebrain Editing by Apprentice Nimblebrain Sunlight, beautiful, clouds, chill, calm, waves, electronic, digital, dank, instrumental, visuals, cloudy, bright, fluffy. All music and video is property of Mischa Plonsey. Copyright 2023. All rights reserved.

Going down nice streets with pretty houses & lots of sun, where birds cross the road; where they roam & glow in the warmth of the Bay Area that day when the weather could carry ya out of politics hollering to the ferry or maybe something greatly more; set shore! to a place no one knows, but it’s your fate which awaits; bask at home, or alone, with your phone, passing time, like on a loan And you’re locked into a mind fight Glimpse the wings of fine beasts: the turkey, to a funky electric thumping beat, made in dreams, moves so gracefully. Filmed in berkley, el cerrito and other places in the bay. Transmitted from a psychedelic fortress in the minds of everyone on earth… and everyone off earth too… perhaps them more so. Music: Composed by Apprentice Nimblebrain and Squire Simplebrain Produced by the Sacred Scoundrel Arranged by Tree Biscuit Video: Cinematography by Apprentice Nimblebrain Edited by Squire Simplebrain Concept by The Wizard Singlebrain All music and video is property of Mischa Plonsey. All rights reserved.

Nature, for the heart and the soul and whatever, everything to make you whole, its been forever since legs were laid to pavement, much less dirt lacking cement… elecrronic sonic, specially tuned to get you soothed or fall asleep to then just dream; find a clue on who you are, when and where did you start? Dank and rhythmic, poly synth tricks, fat bass and deep drums; tight snare & keys like cloudy dreams… synths thick with fuzzy lovd and covered in legal angel dust to rallt get you messed up & put upon the party songs to gave you jamming all day long, from higher dimensions channeled to a 3-D froend who half comprehends the messages he’s sent… bless him, the dead, also all the things which do & don’t have an end. Music: Composed by King and Kid Dinglebrain Prodcued by Howard “Rainbow” the Truck Arranged by Tree Biscuit Video: Cinematography by Apprentice Nimblebrain Edited by Squire Simplebrain Concept by The Wizard Singlebrain All music and video is property of Mischa Plonsey. Copyright 2023. All rights reserved. POV, nature, vision, dreaming, DMT, trippy, dank, slipping through a tank of gravy, instrumental, fundamental, experimental, absolutely mental!, LSD, special, forests, leaves, California streets, California towns, California out of reach, California down, Bay Area, a place to see a ton of things, from turkeys to Berkeley…visual poetry, imagery

Outside tripping through forest & leaves, from big glowing streets, teleport via mushroom machine (say no to the airport), see extremely close up butterflies Simulates angelic feelings of DMT imagery, gives you POV of something deep, someone looking at the yellow wings, of the butterfly; singing to the night, a psychedelic light shines on the wings; on the leaves of grass & trees; bright, shiny, pretty forest, woodland feelings, mental healing, makes you feel real till the music slows down to a heel. Close up butteflies. Close up butteflies, never been so close in my whole life. Never seen their wings shine so nice with the glitter which lights their flights… close up butterflies, in slow motion flight. Slow motion butterflies, in close up, flying high. Music: Composed by the Sacred Scoundrel & King Dinglebrain Keys: Kid Dimplebrain, MischJah Plons-I, the Sacred Scoundrel Produced by Howard “Rainbow” the Truck Conducted by Wizard Dinglebrain Arranged by King Dinglebrain Video: Cinematography by Tree Biscuit and Howard “Rainbow” the Truck Edited by Squire Simplebrain Concept by Tree Biscuit All music and video is property of Mischa Plonsey. Copyright 2023. All rights reserved.

Captured, returned, displayed to The King of The War, excited of course, but still worried for sure; of the monsters and the wood board which shakes by the man who creates earthquakes by his mere weight; he must be chained, or so thinks the Kingly King. Music: Composed by Tree Biscuit and the Sacred Scoundrel Keyboard by Squire Simplebrain Arranged by Howard “Rainbow” the Truck Conducted by Prince Dimplebrain Produced by Apprentice Nimblebrain Video is taken from the 1939 classic hand drawn, animated masterpiece Gulliver’s Travels, which is in the public domain. This is the most recent part in our collection of Gullivers videos in which we have rescored the video to function as the visual for an original album. All music is property of Mischa Plonsey. Copyright 2023. All rights reserved.

Shot in Berkeley California circa Jan 2023. Post protest, brawl or Police Fest’, can’t get a rest from the stress; and the hippies want a place to be, & fuck the UC. But all you’ll see is sun beams on broken trees amidst green leaves, smashed-down gates, everything displaced & rearranged to keep the cops at bay. Is nothing sacred? Nothing, we say, out of the brain, be it nimble or simple or really insane none are the same, so we play these songs all day. Now, drift away to the wings of grave which lace the tunes we made for you, to do with as you choose, to break the frames of natural blockades which invade the human race to create heartache. Music: Guitar by King Dinglebrain Composition by Howard “Rainbow” the Truck, Tree Biscuit and Kid Dinglebrain Organ by Prince Dimplebrain Synths by Kid Dinglebrain, the Sacred Scoundrel, Howard “Rainbow” the Truck, Tree Biscuit and MischJah Plons-I Production by Squire Simplebrain Arrangement by The Wizard Singlebrain Conducted by The Wizard Singlebrain All music and video is property of Mischa Plonsey. Copyright 2023. All rights reserved.

Left for dead in a dreadful bed of cement instrumental seas meant to dream then comment on the latest lost graces, you love to displace, then finding things like ancient kings, or aliens summoned through sacred hymns, hiding between the lights which shine dimly today. Walk the streets, see such things as a cat on a leash and a tiny figurine. Does this mean anything? Music: Composed by The Wizard Dinglebrain and Tree Biscuit Produced by Howard “Rainbow” the Truck Arranged by the Sacred Scoundrel Concept by King Singlebrain Video: Cinematography by Squire Simplebrain Edited by Apprentice Nimblebrain Concept by the Sacred Scoundrel All music and video is property of Mischa Plonsey. Copyright 2023. All rights reserved.

Little, big, sometimes brimming with essence or shrinking down like water evaporating in molten heat, or a beach whose stand is sucked by a rockeater snacking, before devouring the Earth. Somebody’s job is stitching these things up, or a group of somebody’s… it’s my job to point but not scream, so you can see and not go crazy. Music: Composed by the Sacred Scoundrel, Howard “Rainbow” the Truck, Tree Biscuit and Squire Simplebrain Guitars by Howard “Rainbow” the Truck and Tree Biscuit Lyrics by the Sacred Scoundrel and Apprentice Nimblebrain Vocals by Kid Dinglebrain and the Dwarf Town Choir Arranged by King Dinglebrain Conducted by The Wizard Singlebrain Produced by Kid Dinglebrain Mixed by Squire Simplebrain All music and video is property of Mischa Plonsey. Copyright 2023. All rights reserved.

Constructing and plotting. Conspiracy to bind the large man who has landed on their island. He has stumbled on loud misfortune. He has become a jewel in their bag of loot. He has become like a prize zoo elephant. He has become nothing but his giantess, which to him is nothing but the normalness. Music composed by the Sacred Scoundrel Produced by Squire Simplebrain Arranged by Howard “Rainbow” the Truck Video is taken from the handrawn 1939 masterpiece, Gulliver’s Travels. Which is a royalty free movie. This is part 4 in our series of rescoring this classic animation. All music is property of Mischa Plonsey. All rights reserved.

The man who looked to sheep The sheep who fell to man The earth which fell to sheep and man alike which gazed at sky and cried “oh my” Those weirdo lyrics imbedded within a floppy disk and promptly shoved towards upon The man who fell to earth and shook with lots of weirdness in his feelings The sheep looked up and saw the landing Knew of things we cannot see Knew the things we all just think John Runner Coming from far, coming from mars Walter Tevis played Tetris with David Bowie, the glowie, before rowing a boat out to the Sea Eye A moon is coming to meet us soon… the sheep are the kings of absorbing. The sheep watch the film without stirring. Lyrics: Do you wanna go to Mars? Yes Do you wanna go to Mars? No Do you wanna go to Mars? Who cares? Do you wanna go to Mars? Why go? I know the orders but I got no followthrough (I’m kind of nervous and I don’t know what to do) Can’t do these things you really want me to (I’ve got instructions but I haven’t a clue) You stand there, you run scared (I’m kind of nervous and I don’t know what to do) (I’ve got instructions but I) I can’t stand it! (haven’t a clue) If you want to see the stars (if you want to see the stars)(pretty close they’re not too far) If you want to see the stars (pretty close, they’re not too far) I’ve got the rhythm and you haven’t a clue (I show my face now you tell me what to do)(standing, all time) (crafting) Your house is bare from the things you don’t do (you ask me something then I look at me shoes)(new fresh hell) Can’t afford a basic ship (maybe a solo trip) Can’t afford a basic ship (maybe a solo trip) Can’t afford a basic ship (Mars ain’t to far) Can’t afford a basic trip (maybe a solo trip) I know the song but I don’t know the tune (spending all time) (crafting) I know the tune but I got no clue what to do (new fresh hell) Music: Composed by the Sacred Scoundrel Produced by Howard “Rainbow” the Truck Arranged by King Dinglebrain ‘Vocals by the Dwarf Town Choir Video: Starring: Kid Dinglebrain Story: Squire Simplebrain Cinematography: Apprentice Nimblebrain Editor: Squire Simplebrain All music and video is property of Mischa Plonsey. Copyright 2023. All rights reserved.

Let’s take a psychedelic walk through nature; or a park, with eyes glued wide, see some butterflies, go up and meet some blue to sky; & clouds go softly wafting songs on wings of sonic waves, made by gongs forged in caves by the Dwarves to whom we thanks for all our grace in making things all day. Music: Vocals: Dwarf Town Choir Guitars: Howard “Rainbow” the Truck Production: Apprentice Nimblebrain Compisition: Tree Biscuit and King Dinglebrain Arrangement: Squire Simplebrain Keyboards: the Sacred Scoundrel Video: Filmed by Tree Biscuit, Squire Simplebrain and the Sacred Scoundrel Edited by Apprentice Nimblebrain All music and video is property of Mischa Plonsey. All rights reserved.

Lyrics: All these demons saying you’re no one. Just a copy of something dumb We’re all born in birth, torn from the same cloth of earth They think they’re something else, high above human level Then so “oh well. Night has fell might as well bring earth to hell. Chime the death metal bells. “Time to end lives who needs knives when you own minds? “First give them ‘truth’ in bars and zoos, then TVs and magazines “Till its baked in their brains, “Take events, rearrange…” And why not engage? To get the hatred you’ve waited so long for, Right on your tape Braved such wrongs for your seconds of fame Just one nazi away! Just one nazi today… If you breathe these are your streets, Your creativity flowers endlessly If you hear my words then you know the earth, you better find your worth Its bigger than the men before you Greater than the men who spy Winners aren’t born They’re forged in the fires of the mind Heaven’s kingdom in you now, Ever since you did exist Those programmed idiots think its nothing but a fancy myth But I’ll tell you what it is: Choice Its your voice See and believe Think like a human being Act as you imagine you should and you’ll know that its good Take pride in your life when you strive for what’s right in your mine x2 There’s only so much time to flow your rhymes, Only so long before you’re gone So why not use time lots On pure prime dignified, True to life righteous plights? Blaze and breeze; flow through me Take your time and do it right. Waterfalls soar through the sky Crystals form and start to slide Upside your head a dragonfly Smokes a pipe, my, my, my Are you ready to flow down streets like we float down streams? Thinking bout changing my name again, Gonna have to wait another 8 days… Crowds cheer and jeer Holding placards underneath mallards Elites see flapping lips and flapping wings In grey sky and air Black, blonde, blue hair, All standing there Those fools all just exceptions proving rules. Think you gotta mind? Well thats fine, We’ll have it wired by 2059 Music: Composed by the Sacred Scoundrel Lyrics: the Sacred Scoundrel Vocals: MischJah Plons-I and Tree Biscuit Producer: Howard “Rainbow” the Truck Video: Starring: the Sacred Scoundrel Cinematography: Tree Biscuit Video concept: King Singlebrain Edited: Apprentice Nimblebrain and the Sacred Scoundrel All music, video and lyrics is property of Mischa Plonsey. All rights reserved.

Stranded and lost in a sea of dwarves. They found him, they trapped him with ropes and elaborate pulling devices… the music makes you soothed through the end, watch and pretend you’re Gulliver, in the land of the Lilliputians. Music composed by Tree Biscuit and Apprentince Nimblebrain Produced by the Sacred Scoundrel and Howard “Rainbow the Truck” Vocals by the Dwarf Town choir, conducted by King Singlebrain Video is part 4 in my series of videos rescoring the 1939 hand drawn animated royalty free masterpiece Gulliver’s Travels. All music is property of Mischa Plonsey. All musical rights reserved.

Wake up to nothing but the old stuff, go outside, drink a drink; wake up and go outside again, find yourself absorbed in time and float the park with fairy and a frog spirit. Loosen your mind and let in the sliding color lights which all ignite for your delight. Music: Composed by Sacred Scoundrel Produced by King Singlebrain Samples by Tree Biscuit Video: Idea concieved by Howard “Rainbow” the Truck Shot by Tree Biscuit Edited by Apprentince Nimblebrain Animation by Squire Simplebrain Starring: The Frog Prince of The Old East, and Dr. Karl Bugs: Queen of the Charlottens. With a cameo from Prince Dinglebrain All music, video and animation is property of Mischa Plonsey. All rights reserved.