RockPaperScissors (2006) – most recent solo record of Canadian guitarist, inventor and producer Michael Brook and main song with the same name. "When not recording in his Lavanderia studio located in the Hollywood Hills, Michael and his co-producer, multi-instrumentalist and arranger Rich Evans (of Peter Gabriel's band) traveled to Sofia, Bulgaria on behalf of this ambitious project, where they recorded local orchestral and choral ensembles. Into this mix, Brook introduced several vocalist/songwriters such as his former 4AD label mate Lisa Germano, Shira Myrow and Paul Buchanan from the Blue Nile".
RockPaperScissors
Shira Myrow (Shira Myrow Music/ASCAP)
Michael Brook (Canadian Rational/ASCAP)
Produced by Michael Brook and Richard Evans
Executive Producer/A&R: Hugo Vereker
Recorded by Richard Evans, Michael Brook and Craig Conard. Additional engineering by David Donaldson
Musicians
Ramy Autoun: drums
Michael Brook: guitar, programming
Paul Buchanan: vocals
Bulgarian Studio Orchestra, Conductor in Bulgaria: Ognian Mitonov
Richard Evans: string arrangement
Shira Myrow: baking vocals
Quinn: percussion
Brett Simons: bass
Lyrics:
The SUV/ The single life/ The family/ The ageless wife/ Ten thousand things/ That lose their shine/ The empty feeling returns/ When they’re mine/ When they’re all mine./ The shopping list in my head/ Keeps my up at night/ Focused on what I lack/ A cancerous appetite./ (chorus) Rock, paper, scissors/ Scissors, paper, rock/ You’re on the top of the bottom/ But the bottom of the top/ Rock, paper, scissors/ Scissors, paper, rock/ Try and feed the hunger/ But the hunger never stops.
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