Saturday, November 16, 2024

It Can Happen

It Can Happen


It can happen shorter

 Don't say I didn't warn ya. But I hope I'm wrong. 

I made a shortened version just now (the second little hyperlink up there) cuz I felt like it took too long to get to the good stuff.

Friday, November 15, 2024

Her Light Looks Brighter in the Dark of the Night

 

Her Light Looks Brighter


Her Light Looks Brighter With Intro

 Loosey Goosey Lucifer, the Goddess of Light, who rides a magic, singing fly came knocking on my door. This is the second song in the next LGL album. I don't know at what pace I'll do this album - I'll have to see how quickly the songs want to come to me. The last Loosey Goosey Lucifer album came to me at lightning speed. I have a feeling this one might be slower. Like a slow, steady simmer, instead of an intense boil.


Anyway, her friends, the people who belong to this hippie-church, they see her looking sad, and yet shining brighter than usual, at the same time. A car's headlights look bright at night, but not so bright in the daylight. Are we heading into darkness? Is she the headlight that seems brighter all of a sudden cuz the rest of the world is dark? Stay tuned.

The second hyperlink thingy is a version with the intro that I recorded a while back. With a fly in it.

Uniform Foxtrot Oscar (UFO)

 

Uniform Foxtrot Oscar

Uniform Foxtrot Oscar Mix 4

 This is a song about having possibly been visited by a UFO. It's not very good.

Saturday, November 9, 2024

I'm Not Feeling Very Musical


I'm Not Feeling Very Musical

I'm Not Feeling Very Musical Beefed Up 2

 I think a lot of people have no idea what horrific shit lies ahead of us. So this song's sort of like a prayer; a prayer to God to mitigate all the horrific shit that lies ahead of us. Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe it won't be so horrific. I hope I'm wrong, and it won't be horrific. But I think it's going to be horrific.  


Beefed up version below:

Bright Intro


Bright intro

 The idea for the next song came to me, so I made a wee li'l rough draft, which I'll follow up with next week, with a more fleshed out version and all that. This and the song from yesterday might be the beginning of a new album. Maybe, maybe. Maybe so.


Friday, November 8, 2024

The Song I posted last week, but a different version

 

Mean boyfriend 2024 version 2

The top one has the better rap in it. The bottom one has the poopfart rap in it.

Mean Boyfriend 2024

Well, okay, I thought last week's song was the last song of the Fucked Up Relationship Album, but I wasn't all the way happy with how it turned out, so I took another stab at it. Who knows? Maybe next week, I'll realize I wasn't happy with this version and will take, yet, another stab at it. Pretty soon, there will be millions of versions of this song. Bleh.


Oh yeah, this song has a bit of egregious self-promotion in it - here's a picture of the thing I'm egregiously self-promoting.





Crappy Rap Version Below

 

The Land of Crying Ghosts

Crying Ghosts

 Yesterday, I got up, and I checked in with myself about what emotions I was feeling. I felt a Great Sadness that was all around me. The sadness wasn't just my sadness - the sadness was coming from the land. The sadness was coming from spirits. The sadness was coming from people. The sadness was everywhere. I was in the Land of Crying Ghosts, so that's what this song is about. Will this nation survive? I have my doubts.


Oh yeah, I call on Loosey Goosey Lucifer to come save us. If you're not familiar with her, she's a character from an album I did earlier this year. She's the Goddess of Light, who rides a magic, singing fly.

Friday, November 1, 2024

Stoners in the Desert (Version 1)


Stoners in the Desert Version 1

 I was working on an animated movie I'm making, and there's this one part where the characters come across as being stoners in the desert. That inspired this song. It's about stoners in the desert.


Anyway, my voice is all jacked up today, so I'm hoping to re-record this little ditty soon-ish.

The Way It Was


The Way It Was

 Damn, I've come to the end of the Fucked Up Relationship Album, Part 4 (and the Fucked Up Relationship Album, in general). Wow, man, wow. I started The Fucked Up Relationship Album, Part 1 in September or October of 2022. It's weird to be comin' to the end of something that's been a part o' my life for such a long time. Man, man, man. Anyway, this is actually a reprise of a song I did in 2021, but with some modifications; I figured it'd be a good ending for this album. Dang, dang, dang, it's so hard to say goodbye to working on something like this, but I guess I gotta wrap it up and all that. It was fun. At least the listener knows I didn't go back to him, yet again, cuz all the relationship fucked upness ends here. That's a fine thing.


Saturday, October 26, 2024

After the Tornado Is Gone

After The Tornado Is Gone

 Here's another one of those drunk church songs. This is from when they survived that tornado. 

It's a Heavenly hymn, with a touch of survivors' guilt.

Friday, October 25, 2024

Fucked Up Relationship Album Reprise


Fucked Up Relationship Album Reprise

 This is the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Relationship Album, Part 4. It's a reprise of the very first song on Fucked Up Relationship Album, Part 1. Yup, I'm wrapping this up. Geez, man, I wonder what I'll do next.


Friday, October 18, 2024

The Next Song


Next Song

 I was all woohoo happy with last week's song, and then this week rolled around, and I felt a wee bit of dread in the pit of my stomach. I realized: Chances are the next song won't be as good as the last one. This is not a low-self-esteem-ish thing - it's more of a statistics thing. On any given day, we are more likely than not do something that's in the average range. I mean, after all, that's why it's called, "average." Statisticians call it "regression to the mean." You do something really awesome one day, and the next day, you're likely to regress to your average performance, instead of doing super good, day after day. So, here's my next song, which probably falls in the average-range for me.