Three-Fifths

Three-Fifths
Daniel "gundo" Gunderson, Cathy McManamon, and Jason Neerenberg have been making music for many years, each solo and in a variety of groups.  They all play multiple instruments, write, sing, and have played in coffee houses, at sci-fi conventions, in basements, bars, parks, and living rooms all over the country.  As Three-Fifths, they take Cathy's original music, add Jason's solid bass and vocals, mix in any instrument that gundo is allowed to play on stage (mostly keyboards, but you never know), add a dash of filk/folk/rock covers, shake it all up a bit, and have far more fun as a trio than may be legally permitted…in fact, they tend to have a "Post-Concert Buzz" after just one song!  2015 has them traveling all over the country to cons, bars, outdoor festivals, and possibly your living room. When not playing as Three-Fifths (or Two-Fifths, when Jason & Cathy play as a duo), they join the magnificent Mike Nixon and the amazing Raven to make up the Pegasus nominated band Toyboat. 

Three-Fifths is currently working up new songs for their second-ish album, and you can find them at http://threefifths.band, on Facebook, and on YouTube.

Representative Work for the 2016 Best Performer Pegasus Award

It's Too Late

Copyright © by Cathy McManamon.- All rights Reserved
Used by permission

I’ve never been patient
Hating to wait my turn
Stepping aside for the bolder and prettier girls
Trying to hold on
To the dream that I could be like them
‘Cause the books I read, they told me it was true
And all these years later, I haven’t read anything new

And it’s too late to convince me I might be a princess
It’s too late to help me discover my secret magic skill
It’s too late to make me believe I’m inheriting a kingdom
It’s too late to be my savior in shining armor bright
Go fade into the night

Now I’ve slayed some dragons
And I’ve found a treasure or two
Journeyed to mysterious lands both far and near
Sometimes I’ve been lonely
Sometimes I’ve been afraid
And no fairy godmother came to save the day
Pulled up my own bootstraps and did things my own way

And now it’s too late to convince me I might be a princess
It’s too late to help me discover my secret magic skill
It’s too late to make me believe I’m inheriting a kingdom
It’s too late to be my savior in shining armor bright
Go fade into the night

Are you a pirate?
Or a prince, charming and brave?
Did you think you could turn me so easily?
Perhaps you’re a diamond
In the rough, and I am, too
Don’t try to tell me my day will come to shine
I’m used to this roughness, and I’m really fine

Because it’s too late to convince me I might be a princess
It’s too late to help me discover my secret magic skill
It’s too late to make me believe I’m inheriting a kingdom
It’s too late to be my savior in shining armor bright
It’s too late (too late) to convince me I might be a princess (or a prince)
It’s too late to help me discover my secret magic skill (what lies inside)
It’s too late to make me believe I’m inheriting a kingdom (castle of sand)
It’s too late to be my savior in shining armor bright
Go fade into the night
I’ll be all right