It's Too Late

TOOLATE1
This is the last song I recorded in 2019 - I mean, I recorded it just now. Later in the week, we'll get back to the usual school-album programming.

OHMYG0D1

I did a remix because some o' the vocals were disproportionately loud, relative to the rest.


The lyrics are:
They're not going backwards, oh my God.

It's too late.

I have ears that don't stop ringing
My mind is broken but I can't stop singing
I'm blind and stupid but I'm learning
The world is turning but I/it can't/won't stop burning

Wish I could go backwards, backwards
Why fish die in a password, password
Wonder if God comes to take me
Under His thumb, wake me, wake me

Backwards Song About Water

BACWATER
This song reminds me of guys who feel all uplifty, running around under a rainbow.

What Are Those Teachers Talking About?

What are those teachers talking about
In this song, the students overhear discourse from the teachers, who are talking about all kinds of weird, random stuff, like nests and things. (See below if you're unfamiliar with this project). The descending scale part is the angels singing about being weirded out about messing up the teachers' minds

Weird what are those teachers talking about mix 2
Here's last week's song if you turn it around backwards.

The lyrics are:

What do you do if you let your nest in? What do you do if you let your nest in?

What are those teachers talking about? What are those teachers talking about? (2x)

I’m feeling bored inside of this room … with teachers floored underneath their own doom

My friend, he said do you want to skip class? They will not notice if we don’t have a pass

 What are those teachers talking about? What are those teachers talking about? (2x)

We messed them up, oh shit man; see, it’s too late to fix them

I’m sitting here and I’m bored, looking toward

The shitty fear that is stored in minds unmoored

The teachers minds are getting sore

It is the closing of a door

Why do they … look that way … … like they just saw a ghost yesterday

What is this…thing they say … … that they must mind their post this new way

Me and my friend, we decided to ditch; bleak is the color inside of their pitch

They’re in the dark and they have no control; their brains they got stuck and they can’t find their role

What are those teachers talking about? What are those teachers talking about? (2x)

We messed them up, oh shit man; see, it’s too late to fix them

One day, I started writing a song about a fucked up school. Then, a few days later, that lawsuit came out, involving those pervy professors in the Dartmouth Department of Psychological and Brain Sciences. I was all, oh, my stars!!! That’s where I got my Ph.D.! Then I finished writing the song about a week later. I thought it was just a song about how the school system fucks up kids, but after I finished writing and recording it, I realized parts of it were about my experiences in that poopy psych department (the unconscious mind works in mysterious ways). In any event, I decided to write an album about a fucked up school in order to process my experiences of having been in that department and how the culture there impacted me. This album ain’t necessarily about Dartmouth, per se. It’s more of a weird, inner exploration where I’m, like, having a fucked up dialogue with my unconscious about my experiences at Dartmouth. Jung used to call that kind of stuff “active imagination.” So far, this album follows the story of a girl, whose guardian angels try to protect her, but often can't find her. The angels at some point decide that they have to protect the girl from those nasty teachers and start to plot against them. But then they realize they don’t want to actually harm the teachers, so they, instead, make the teachers’ brains into nature brains ™, which are basically brains that hear communications coming from nature spirits. The angels do this because they think it’ll give those teachers more empathy, and will, in turn, be nice to the students.  After the teachers receive those nature brains, they go crazy because a mountain starts speaking to them, and the numinosity of that experience is too much for them to handle.

Backwards Song About Talking

BACKTALK (2)
I keep on drawing pictures of angels flying up for these backwards songs. They keep on sounding like that to me.

Let's Stay

Let's Stay
I originally published this song back in July because I was afraid I was gonna get hit by a bus before I got a chance to put it up. This is where it goes in the actual album. In this song, the teachers have gone crazy, and while they're off being crazy, the students have an opportunity to escape. Y'know, they can escape now because the teachers are off being preoccupied with craziness and won't see them escaping (see below if you're unfamiliar with this project). The girl's friend asks her if she wants to run away, and she sez no. She wants to wait till graduation day.

BLETSTAY
Because I already posted the forwards version of the song, I'm posting the backwards version the very same week, so you'll have new material to listen to.

Weird lets stay
Here's the backwards version of the song if you turn it around.

The lyrics are:

I have ears that don’t stop ringing

My mind is broken but I can’t stop singing

I’m blind and stupid, but I’m learning

The world is turning but it won’t stop burning

He said do you want to wait / for graduation day?

We can run away / I said no let’s stay

Now that the teachers minds are

crazy but they have gotten kind

I want to sing but I find

 This is the half of the thing that is time

It is just a break and should we get away?

Higher are the stakes if we decide to stay

Should we wait for graduation day?

Could our fate be a flagellation way?

My mind is stupid and it’s singing

I don’t know why my ears have not stopped ringing

Maybe I’m stupid but I’m learning

The world is turning, but it won’t stop burning

I got a good break but my mind is still broken /

Thrown in a big lake and the teachers have spoken

Hydro….planing….my mind’s….raining

And I’m….praying….that I won’t get drowned

My friend’s….stating….there’s no….waiting

If we’re staying we might end up in the lost and found

It is okay to wait for graduation day

we will just pray that it will be a healthy stay

It is okay to wait until the month of May

And on that day, the walk will take our cares away

One day, I started writing a song about a fucked up school. Then, a few days later, that lawsuit came out, involving those pervy professors in the Dartmouth Department of Psychological and Brain Sciences. I was all, oh, my stars!!! That’s where I got my Ph.D.! Then I finished writing the song about a week later. I thought it was just a song about how the school system fucks up kids, but after I finished writing and recording it, I realized parts of it were about my experiences in that poopy psych department (the unconscious mind works in mysterious ways). In any event, I decided to write an album about a fucked up school in order to process my experiences of having been in that department and how the culture there impacted me. This album ain’t necessarily about Dartmouth, per se. It’s more of a weird, inner exploration where I’m, like, having a fucked up dialogue with my unconscious about my experiences at Dartmouth. Jung used to call that kind of stuff “active imagination.” So far, this album follows the story of a girl, whose guardian angels try to protect her, but often can't find her. The angels at some point decide that they have to protect the girl from those nasty teachers and start to plot against them. But then they realize they don’t want to actually harm the teachers, so they, instead, make the teachers’ brains into nature brains ™, which are basically brains that hear communications coming from nature spirits. The angels do this because they think it’ll give those teachers more empathy, and will, in turn, be nice to the students.  After the teachers receive those nature brains, they go crazy because a mountain starts speaking to them, and the numinosity of that experience is too much for them to handle.