Music and lyrics by Joep Meyer
“Popsicle Place” second single from Cosmic Crooner
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Directed by Joep Meyer and Lin Bartraij
Concept by Joep Meyer, Elf Godefroy and Lin Bartraij
Cinematographer: Elf Godefroy
Camera Assistant and Gaffer: Wietger Mosch
Editor: Coen Hagenaars
Grading: Elf Godefroy
Art Directors: Lin Bartraij and Joep Meyer
Set Design: Koen Hueber and Lin Bartraij
Producer: Lin Bartraij
Spark, Plastic Man and Production Assistant: Michiel Wouda
Production Assistants: Nienke Lockx and Mayra Soares
VFX Artist: Mark van Kuik
Introduction Soundscape Designer: Nynke Spanjer
Filmed with SR3 and Canon Scoopic 16M. Shot on Kodak Film.
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Joep Meyer: Vocals, acoustic guitar, electric guitar, synthesizer and marimba
Jesse Koch: Electric guitar, piano, Wurlitzer, spinet and synthesizer
Javièr den Leeuw: Bass and electric guitar
Olivier Lucas: Drums and percussion
Melle Boersma: Pedal Steel
Pieter Vonk: Vibraphone
Lin Bartraij: Vibraslap
Engineered by Pieter Vonk at Jan Schenk Studio & Eenpitter’s Temple
Mixed by Pieter Vonk
Produced by Pieter Vonk & Joep Meyer
Mastered by Wessel Oltheten
Lyrics:
Popsicle place you can’t get me
Followed for days
Electric stairways up the mountain
Just made him ache
Borrowing lines from this circus
I hope you don’t mind
I feel like a spy sometimes
Soft calfskin boots
On a rooftop right next to you
Truth has been told
But more often they look for gold
I feel like a samurai
I fell in love and it happened in one day
Love is strange
Baby you’re the one to blame
Mood swings in this sweltering nightmare
Blue lines bring comfort for a small amount of time
I can’t stand the scene
And the stories they like to tell me
I’m not in Berlin
Makes me wonder who’s pretending
Shoot for the stars and win
I fell in love and it happened in one day
Love is strange
Baby you’re the one to blame
Mood swings in this sweltering nightmare
Blue lines bring comfort for a small amount of time
Creepy dudes
I’m paraphrasing
Landslides
I think I’m gonna leave this paradise
Golden ticket to Tin Pan Alley
Nine to five
I’m really caught up in these jazzy crimes
I’ve got reasons to keep you in mind
I’m not lying in order to rhyme
5 авг 2024
