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This lyric video was made possible by the kind and generous permission of its contents' copyright owners, Yvonne Andersen & Ellen Simms.

Introduction Credits

(0:00 - 1:41)

Jean Falcone, age 8 making her first animated film at the YellowBall Workshop.

Paul Falcone age 10, helping Jeanie film her scenes.

Narration by Dominic Falcone

Instructor at the Yellow Ball Workshop, Yvonne Andersen

“LET’s MAKE A FILM” (1971) a documentary shot and edited by Yvonne Andersen

Produced by The Yellow Ball Workshop

All subsequent footage created by Willis Simms' animated art class at Hughes Jr. High in Woodland Hills, California between 1959-1977.

excerpts from the following student-made 16 mm films, Produced by Willis Simms: Circus, The Earth Investigation, Journey In Time, The Romp, Progress?, and Original Of Dan's Trip To Planet Phi

Compiled and stitched 

by Aly Spaltro

'Spat Out Spit' 

by Lady Lamb the Beekeeper

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Now I'm sitting on the train

And I am peeling an orange

I glance over nonchalantly at a woman,

She is yawning

And though this sight is common

I am abruptly mesmerized

And it strikes me in this moment

For the first time in my life

How strange we all are,

Animal hearts pumping that

Animal, animal blood

Was I born wild?

Have I been asleep

This whole damn time

Dreaming up a life

Will I awake to find

That I'm deep in the woods

And I'm snarling on all fours?

I could be cracked open

Like a cartoon watermelon

Then you would see the solar system

Suspended in me

It's the same one in you

That pulses and spins

We're just made of flecks of the heaven's

Spat out spit

We are filled with the gore

From long before

And I'm through starting wars

To make you see me a warrior

Some ancient answers

Have since been unearthed

Still all these abandoned buildings

They had to get built

And who were these architects

Who left their work?

I left my body in the bed

But my head floated through the ceiling

Was I born wild?

Have I been asleep

This whole damn time

Dreaming up a life

Will I awake to find that

I'm deep in the woods

And I'm snarling on all fours?

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