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The Rising Decline Project on Bill Selak Talks: Part 7 of 30

In episode 7, I talk about the fourth track from my old band Rising Decline’s album Socially Acceptable Disaster. In each episode, I try to connect lessons learned (and just fun stories) to educational technology. Lessons learned in this episode: Rethink school, rethink “right” and “wrong” in learning, rethink failure. Students should develop a craft as part of their education, and we need to do a better job of facilitating that. Hint: support the arts!

You might want to start with the first episode of this series. Or just listen to this episode. Either way, head over and listen to the song, I’m talking about in this episode, The San Luis Obispo Music Scene is Awesome, Except for Not Really At All.

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The Rising Decline Project on Bill Selak Talks: Part 8 of 30

You’ve listened to the episode, now listen to the song, and sing along. Free for a limited time. And by limited, I mean forever.

Note: this is the fourth track of the 15-track album, and episode 8 of the 30 episode podcast series.

The San Luis Obispo Music Scene is Awesome, Except for Not Really At All

Another day ends in despair on a road that leads nowhere
in a town that has been burned out
with a scene that’s no longer there.
So chalk my name up high on a list of those who’ve tried.
A green that was ordered red, ambition that was denied.

Here we go on the way to something new,
one chance on the starting line, right here;
gonna leave our past behind.
On the road down the beaten path we go,
smiles drawn on the masks hiding our fear of failure.

And now the stars through the darkness shine
in a quiet and tranquil sky.
And silent it will remain as the police are standing by.
In the morning the same will go, turn on the radio
listening to Rising Decline;
where they came from they do not know.

Here we go on the way to something new,
one chance on the starting line, right here;
gonna leave our past behind.
On the road down the beaten path we go,
smiles drawn on the masks hiding our fear of failure.

The journey forward isn’t clear;
in a struggle every day just to find a place to play.
Do you think we’ll disappear
if you push us out the door like a thousand times before?