Well. You see.. I still want to record some music, but the drive is diminished a bit. I haven’t been getting out of music what I put in recently, so we’re a bit on the outs - music and I.
A whole lot of echoed applause is just that… Echoes. I’m tired. It’s pretty unfulfilling being a little secret person. I’ll find me an open mic and I’ll re-open.
More or less about getting older. Starting to see the ‘those damn kids’ moments.
Lyrics:
the autumn wind won’t make deals with summer /
the light outside’s just gone down forever /
the kids don’t care they just burn the leaves /
right here in plain view of the trees /
what have you got to prove? /
you’ve already paid your dues /
the mirror shows you the man you’re never gonna be /
the autumn days won’t make way for winter /
you do your best but you’re still a sinner /
the kids blow by like you’re standing still /
looking north just to spite the hill /
what are you here to do? /
the answer is nothing new /
the future flows from your hands /
you’re never gonna leave /
it’s you and me hey love hey love /
we still believe hey love hey love /
we aim to please hey love hey love /
we own the seas hey love hey love /
this one’s about nuclear holocaust. or that guy in front of the tank. or you can be the judge.
Lyrics:
some day mercy dies /
while we lay inside /
and this tank won’t roll /
if we all say so /
someone runs in place /
save a windburnt face /
and it came on slow /
i was first to know /
exercising rights to fire first /
no denying once you mark this earth /
i suppose the signal is the burst /
exercising rights to fire first
Here’s one that I’m not 100% happy with the performance of. Now you know. This is a song about my baby boy building a time machine for me. Etc.
Lyrics:
crossing the age line /
not for the last time /
you are another /
standing ovation /
reincarnation /
why do we bother? /
watch your mouth /
someone’s bugged the room /
how can i fathom /
what’s gonna happen with your generation? /
what does it matter? /
you have a whole life to make up an answer /
but watch your mouth /
someone’s bugged the room /
fold the light /
fold the light for me /
can you please take good care of my soul? /
can you feel your daddy’s love? /
if ever i breakdown /
someone deliver to your and your mother /
crossing the age line /
not for the last time /
you are another /
watch your mouth /
someone’s bugged the room /
fold the light /
fold the light for me /
can you please take good care of my soul? /
can you feel your daddy’s love? /
can you please take this sound where you go? /
can you feel your daddy’s love?
This is a song about why you shouldn’t watch the news. It’s extremely depressing most of the time and is not indicative of the world we live in. I was listening to a tech podcast of all things when someone spoke to the nature of bad news… Basically, what he said was ‘if the newscasters try to say the world is ending, look out your window.. you might see differently’
Lyrics:
the curtains rise / the anchor’s right /
it’s not an opinion /
the crew’s alive / the captain died /
are you going to heaven? film at eleven /
you’re just having a hard time, baby /
one of your favorite storeys fell /
the oceans rise / the end is nigh /
look out the window /
getting on is hard, so i got you a gift card /
you’re just having a rough night reading one of the greatest stories told (i’m told) /
love has no equal and it hurts more to be prepared /
that’s not an opinion
This one’s a bit more sarcastic than it might sound, but only just so. If one mistake can ruin your whole eternity, then what is the point of ever trying again? And where does that leave the people who want you around?
Lyrics:
can you believe what you’ve been told? /
are you the same when you’ve gone old? /
seems like a waste to get a shade /
buy me a drink if you’ve gotta stay /
brother can you stand this life of belief? /
brother can i..? /
i am in my very own low /
family hour is gonna be slow /
one day of rest but i’ve been saved /
i have no secret love /
brother are you here on borrowed hard time? /
brother am i? /
brother i can’t see the shadow overhead /
overhead overhead /
i haven’t seen the rules of the road /
maybe we can find a loophole /
brother can you pay a life of belief? /
brother i’ll beg and challenge the rules /
brother, he’ll make an exception for you /
can you believe what you’ve been told
It’s extremely hot. Laid down a couple of very rough one-take acoustic tracks for the simple sessions. hopefully I’ll be putting up NEW stuff starting next week. Aren’t you excited?
This one’s an old one from the same too-long-for-the-quality session as Anytown, USA from 2000. It’s about watching a divorce happen.
Lyrics:
The work of angels in a celestial joke / To have to watch the angel go /
The gift of wisdom where not a wisdom spoke / The sort of dharma you should know /
All things have their reasons / Perfect in their seasons / Still I’m left believing /
Rahi Yaad /
I didn’t bother (the poet is no use) to steal a blessing from the king /
I hit the bottle and stumbled in your shoes / I know the words but I can’t sing /
All things have their reasons / Numb and hope receding / Help me start believing /
Rahi Yaad
This was recorded in 2000, and the amount of time spent on it doesn’t quite translate. It’s about being kicked out of your home to make room for a highway/mall/car-wash. This was before I was using other instruments. Well, I always liked the song and I’ll revisit it one day. In the meantime, enjoy!
Lyrics:
High walls arise for native eyes / We’re buying bonds to hide the lies /
I will steal your style, vanish from this town / far away / but will you keep on file /
everything we are / everything we’re not? /
Don’t talk to us / We’ll call the guards / We’ll fight a war to fuel our cars /
I won’t have my home buried for your mall / relocated /
We avoid your bars dying for your cause / disengaging ours /
The cities secret life leaves you wishing you were out / The mayor’s empty house leaves you doubting where you are /
I won’t waste my life under your control / disappointed / who let you decide everything we are / everything we’re not? /
You hold the floor / We’re keeping score
This was done about 5 years ago in (almost) the proper studio. It was never actually finished/mixed, but I thought you’d like to hear it anyway. Plus I was a bit sick this week and couldn’t record anything new..
Lyrics:
I woke in the afternoon and the sun was soon to go /
I won’t mourn the loss of light by the sentimental glow /
These brand new philosophies / Will they shred apart the old? /
I may be a hypocrite but at least I’m moving on /
I’ll break bread with who left me dead cause it’s not so black and white /
Don’t look now as a star is born and it’s lighting up my night /
I spoke with a boy today and compared him to his past /
My guess: In a few more years I will hear these lines and laugh /
I’ll emerge with a whole new face that you will not recognize /
Don’t look now as a star is born and it’s lighting up my night
