Rockin' Christmas Eve

Okay, this is my newest recordin' (a couple weeks old). It's a poopypoopymix poopy mix! Blehhhhhhh! This mix gives me great shame, but I'll stick it on here anyway. Heh.

Download What use

I'm not sure what to call this song cuz it could be called What Use or What Good or A Bigger Infinity. I was trying to go for the '80's keyboard sound, I guess. It's not a type of '80's keyboard you woulda heard on the radio in the '80's, though, cuz the keyboard I used is the kind that parents bought little kids of Christmas back in the '80's. Little kids who took piano lessons and thought they could sound real rockin' with a nice Casio keyboard, bought at Gemco (which was bought by Target).

Fartknockers

Shoot, man, I forgot to bring a little disky drivey thing to upload a song with, poop poop poop. My brain was too frozen this morning. Man, my car said it was "37 degrees" outside, and I'm like, dude. This is supposed to be LA or something. LA's the land o' sandles and shorts, and I was freezing cuz I didn't have no gloves or scarves or anything. Bleh. It's cold everywhere. It's cold in the Northwest and cold all over California and cold in Las Vegas, too. It's a new ice age. Oh, man how boring is this? I'm talking about the weather!

100th Post

Ah-hah! I feel so advanced cuz I learned how to convert AIFF files into MP3 files on this here work computer (instead of working). I have, on this here Traveldrive, many, many songs I recorded about, letsee here, 11 years ago (man, I'm old) that I'd converted over from cassette tape about a year ago.

This one:

Star trek song is from a time period in my life, long, long ago, when I had a boyfriend who really had a thing for thumb-pianos. And he liked to use a pie plate as percussion. We did a bunch of recordings where we recorded ourselves improvising stuff for long periods o' time, yes indeedy. If you guys are fans of Star Trek: The Next Generation, this song's about an episode, is it called "The Chase?" It's one where Picard's old mentor, this old-fart archaeology professor comes to the enterprise, and there's all this stuff that happens, and you find out why all the aliens on Star Trek look like humans. Yeah. Nice to be posting songs again, even if I'm not writin' 'em. Please excuse the improvisational nature o' this one, ha ha ha.

Poopishness

Here's my plan; over the break (which starts the 24th for me), I'm gonna buy a really gigantically huge thumb-drive so i can transfer my AIFF music files onto it, thus enabling me to clear some space offa my computer (and concurrently convert those files into MP3 files, which take up a lot less space on my hard drive). I'm down to 2.sometthing GB on my poor computer and it's all slow and funny, so I'm afraid of creating any additional MP3 files without also clearing space offa the hard drive. (thus I have no new MP3 files to share with you folks). I'm feeling so dumb, lazy, and retarded about not keeping up with this blog. It's a combination of this intense internship year and not having enuff hard drive space on my computer. Although I shouldn't make excuses cuz that's dumb. I actually do have a new-ish recording but I left the disk thingy at home and it's a really bad mix. I'm ashamed of the badness of the mix. But maybe I'll bring it in soon-ish and share it with you guys anyway. I'm lame. I'm lame-o. Lame-ass.
Strange, too, cuz I'm completely dead, music-composition-wise. Sometimes those periods of deadness precede periods of amazing creativity, but other times, they last a year. I hope this one goes away soon-ish, cuz I'd like to do more songs, and the like-poops. Blather, blather, blather.

Here're my winner Icons

It's funny how a little-bit-of-a-letdown it can be when you win Nanowrimo. Maybe that's how most goal-like things are when you get to them. It's cool. I ain't finished writin' the book yet, thoughgh, so I've reached the 50,000 word mark, which is cool, but I still am in the middle o' the story. For all of you who have no idea what i'm talking about, just go to www.nanowrimo.org, cuz then you'll know what the hell I'm talking about.

I've been too lazy and dumb to create new MP3 files o' old songs, partly cuz my computer's so clogged up with songfiles that i'm afraid to clog it up any more. I must find me a solution. I know what the solution is, but i'm too lazy to implement it. I miss the days before I had a hairy, hectic, crazy ass job that kept me from doing anything fun, but then again, it's nice to have $, too. I'll probly do some more recording next weekend, so stay tuned. Really. I mean it!

Sorrreeee, poor, neglected songblog. you're not the only part o' my life that's bein' neglected at this point because of my poopy fucky farty fartknockers crazy poop schedule right now poops from hell poop poop poop. I'll post more, uh, when I have time which might be sometime in this century yes

Balding

Yeah, man, I'll have 2 figure out what 2 post this week, man. I wrote the Tom song in December, 2007, but at the time I recorded it, the vocals sounded poopy. I like the vocals in this one. Poor Tom, cuz I still need to tell him he's Balding. I know he's Balding, but in the book, he hasn't really talked about how he's Balding (not sure why I'm capitalizing it). Balding would be a funny name.

This is gettin' ridiculous

Download latimes_and_tom.mp3

I need 2 stick something in here, so here's something I recorded a couple weeks ago. It's 2 songs stuck together (I keep typing "snogs") for no particular reason, other than that they sounded nice having one lead into the other. The 2nd one's about a character from my most recent novel. The novel has a happy ending, so don't worry about poor old Tom. He'll be just fine.

Old, Dead, Dried-Up, Moldy, Moldy, Moldy.

Awh, man, I've started recording two songs in two weekends, but don't really feel good enough about them to even finish them. I realized it's time 2 take a li'l break from song-writin' for a while, cuz I keeps on writing stuff with the same ole chord progressions over and over, and my lyrics are all dry and exhausted and old like moldy toast. All that really means, in terms o' this blog, is that I gotta dig up older recordin's and make 'em into MP3's. I have enuff to last a good long time. But, I'm lazy, so I gotta get the motivation up to do it. It would be nice 4 folks to get a chance to hear some o' what I usedta sound like. Probly not too much different from how I sound now. I dunno if I'll use any o' the recordin's with my ex-boyfriend playin' drums on them. I'll have to think about it.

Take Your Gross, Purple-Tasting Medicine

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Illustration for The Sunshine Lane

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Here's an illustration for this song. I didn't have much time to draw it. I dunno if you can tell - it's supposed to be a guy driving, who's being blinded by the sun.

The Sunshine Lane (The 5-Lane)

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This song was inspired by driving in LA traffic. I'm not entirely happy with the mix, but I'm still figuring out how I'd change it.

Poonums

My Poonums Status has gone from #1 to #2. A couple weeks ago, if you googled the word, "poonums," the first entry that popped up was one of the postings on this very blog. How do I get back up to #1 Poonums Status? Do I just type the word, "poonums" over and over? I'm not sure how all that works, but I want to be #1 again, damn it.

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Coming Soon: "The Sunshine Lane (The 5-Lane)"

I think the next one'll be the song called "The Sunshine Lane," or else "The 5-Lane." It'll probably be titled similarly to how it is when Talking Heads couldn't think of what to call their songs, so they had 2 titles, with one in parentheses. Like "Naive Melody (This Must Be The Place)" or "I Get Wild (Wild Gravity).

Long Winded Story O' This Song

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It's kind of funny, the story o' this song. I wrote the 1st-3-verses part, I think, in the spring at some point. But, that day, my voice was all suckworthy, so it was such a crappy poopy recording that I sort of tabled the song. Then, about a month and a half ago, I was writin' another song, and I thought, wow, this sounds familiar; which other-song-I've-already-written am I pirating? Then I remembered, oh, yeah, it was "This Book Was Written Without Me." It's funny, cuz I thought, wow, that's a decent song there, and I'd completely forgotten about it cuz I'd smoked cigarettes the day I wrote it, and made my voice sound all crappy and did a crappy recording and put it aside. So, this weekend, I resurrected it. That makes me sorta happy, man.

This Book Was Written Without Me

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Hope this works; the html came out kind of funky.

More Second Suckingness

Here's an illustration for second sucking.

I've been thinking a wee bit 'bout witches who lose their power. I think that might be one o' the topics in my next novel, cuz sometimes it feels like that's what I am.

Crap, gotta start working!

Download second_sucking.mp3

I started drawling an illustration for Second Sucking last night, but I was too tired to really get into it, man. I think this song is about someone who has a lotta magic in her soul, but is really sad at the same time. Shoot, man. I'd thought of something to something cool and interesting to say about this song, but I forgot what it was. It's funny, cuz near the end of both this song, and She Was Fine, there's a telepone ringing. You can hear it in She Was Fine (it freaks my kitties out), but you have to listen closer on headphones to hear it in Second Sucking.

Second Sucking

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I was very impulsive, so between 2 phone calls, I wrote this song and recorded it. But not the drum part. But then I did the drum part after another couple phone calls. It's decent enough. I'd recorded another song on Saturday, but sometimes the ones that just pop out, the ones you just pull outta the air, are nice. But I want the bass to be louder, but I'm not sure which speakers I can trust.

She was fine.

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I didn't realize I'd made this song into an mp3 file. I didn't get a chance to record anything this weekend. This song's a few months old, recorded before the move. It's a song about a girl who has depression, but doesn't think she does. Warning: it's a depressing song. I get depressed when I hear it, but sometimes that's good.

Radioactive Space-Gum

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Okay, I went for it, man. I feel like my recent recordings sound like ass, but then again, I wanna keep on updating this blog. I think this song has potential, so I may continue to work on it, doin' some revisions and the like. So, here's what I'll call the rough version, yesiree.

Comin' Soon, I Think

I think I'll post the recordin' I did of "Radioactive Space-Gum" (still continuing with the sci-fi/outer space theme), but I feel like it's kind of a sucky recording and the vocals and mix sucks and that if I were to do it again, I'd re-structure the song. But, oh, well, what the hell, man.

Picture for Cap'n Picard Song

I was too lazy to give Riker a body in this picture, but then I thought the floating head thing was kinda funny, ha ha.

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Captain Picard

I'm not sure what this song's called. I recorded it about 2 months or so ago, before I moved. It's about Captain Picard bein' too busy to have a girlfriend; I call it "Captain Picard," but since I've written lots of songs about him, I feel like I should be more specific in the title. Maybe something more like "Captain Picard's Got Too Much Responsibility" or something along those lines. I'd've put it out there earlier, but I felt like the vocals sucked, and I wanted to re-record them again. But now that I'm in the land of smog, my voice sounds like poopies all the time, and it might be a while before I could re-record them and have it sound good. But a good friend o' mine heard the song and didn't say the vocals sucked, so that gave me more responsibility. Oh, damn, I'm too tired. More confidence, not responsibility.

Download cpn_picard.mp3

Aliens and Stuff

Yeah, man, it's funny, cuz the song I had intended to record last weekend was also about outer space ("Radioactive Space Gum"). I'm gonna record that one soon, but I dunno when. I'm sort of on an alien-spaceship-space-theme kick right now, so I'm just sort of rollin' with it. I feel sort of like an alien right now, so I think that's why; havin' just moved to a new place can make you feel like an alien. That's what I think, anyway.

Stuff About Song From Dream

Download spaceship.mp3 When I dreamed about this song, I was walkin' thru a parking lot with one o' my ex-boyfriends, and HE actually had written the song. He was playing it for me, I think, with a radio or something. Or maybe the song was just playing by itself, like a soundtrack. It was a nice, sweet, sappy little love song. Which maybe goes with the melody better than the apocalyptic lyrics I added to it in my waking life. I don't care.

Shit, I have NO TIME!!!!

Download spaceship.mp3

I had a spare 2 seconds - here ya go! The LA smog is makin' my vocals suck, but I like the song. The melody/chordprogression is from a dream. Wrote the lyrics afterward!

Online, Woo-Hoo!

Hope Big Brother isn't watching me, but I'm online once again! Yay!

Update Poopy Poopy-Ones

Hi all, I found a computer to mooch off of, poops poops poops-ones. Moving sucks cuz sometimes you don't get internet access, and you have to get people you know to check your email for you. Man, it's so primitive, man. I mean, like, havin' people you know tell you what your email is over the phone cuz you cain't check it, yourself. But, like, I was expectin' I might get sumpin from my future boss, and I was right, so I'm glad I had another person check my email for me and tell me what it was over the phone.

Anywayyyyys, I wrote a new song this week, but, sadly, it's a plagiarism of a song I've already written. I'm-a-gonna record it and post it anyway, cuz what the hell. No one'll be able to tell anyway, cuz I'm the only one who's heard the other song I plagiarized. Hah.

So, yeah, man, stay tuned until I either 1. find that I CAN, indeed, mooch offa the work-computers for internet stuff or 2. break down and get internet service at my place, once ATT&T fixes the dumb telephone wires that've been chewed through by either a squirrel or a rat.

The Song That Broke My Year-Long Writer's-Block

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My life won't be normal for a while, so here's this one to last you till it gets normal again (if everrrrr, ever, ever). Poops.

But, yeah, that year-long writer's-block, well, it scared me for a year, cuz I wondered if I'd ever come up with anything particularly inspired again. I mean, I kept on writing, steadily, but it wasn't necessarily stuff I'd wanna play for anybody, or anything I'd wanna be remembered by. But, then, one summer's night, after watching "Patton" (I have no idear why it was after watching that), I came up with this song. This is my band's version of it, yeah.

Writers Blockedness Poopy-Ones

I gots me a nice li'l writer's block going on, and I'm poopysad cuz I moved away from the rest o' my band. It's a fuckpoop week for me, stupid, dumb career. I wonder how long this writer's block'll last. Usually, it goes away, even though it feels like it'll never go away every time it happens. The thing is, I had a writer's block that lasted a whole year once, and that makes subsequent ones more ominous. Then again, the song that broke that writer's block was The Art of Suffering, so maybe that made that entire year of dryness worth it. I should post that song on this blog, when I get the energy. I'll do that. For now I'm gonna go back to bed-poops.

More To Come

There'll be more to come, but right now, this move's kicking my ass! Also, I have a huge, gigantic writer's block. That usually happens when my life changes. My dreams are all weird and unfamiliar, too. But, yeah, I'll post more stuff, as soon as I can get my ducks in a row. (Almost typed "dicks" in a row).

Picture

how it got there' s illustration ain't as nonsloppy as I'd've originally liked it to be, but drawling with a mouse is hard (some mouses more than others) and I don't have a scanner-poops.

How it Got There Stuff

Man, I haven't had the brainpower to do cool pictures of stuff in the last few weeks. Nope. What can I say about how it got there ? I guess, as I said in the last post, I was bein' sort of willfully vague when I wrote the thing. It most heavily influenced by The Very Pleasant Neighbor. I dunno if that band's still around, even, but it was a cool band. It was such a weird time, when I wrote that song. It was a big old transition, where I was gettin' ready to break up with my boyfriend at the time, and tryin' to get my identity back and stuff (funny how you can lose those in relationships). I was just gettin' over the hump o' the tuff time I was goin' thru, but I don't even know if I knew it at the time. Hah.

This Song's From 2001

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This here song's from 2001, man. Around March, I think, of 2001. It's sort of vague as to what it's about, but that's an okay thing, cuz I think, back then, the Me of 2001 wanted to make it so it was up to the listener's interpretation. Oddly enuff, the 1st couple lines of the song were a psychic prediction of something that happened to me in 2007.

What this song might be about and posterity and stuff

Probably don't need much explanation for the song, monster_in_my_head, or much commentary. Still dunno, I mean, dunno what people'll think about it, but maybe I shouldn't care, anyway. Sometimes I think it'd be nice to leave this blog behind when I'm dead, but I'm thinking that wouldn't work, cuz eventually the world is gonna run outta gas, and that might make the power go out, so there might not be an internet in a few years. In that case, maybe I'll pick some o' my best songs and write sheet music of them for posterity and the like. But, then I realized that I dunno how important it is to try and have humanity remember your music, cuz maybe it's okay to just be forgotten.

I guess if you were to ask what this week's song is about, Jung would say it's about the Shadow, and Freud would say it's about the Id. There.

New Song

Actually, this ain't the one I mentioned on Friday, but I might put that one on at some point. I think there're probably lotsa people who could identify with this one, man. Download monster_in_my_head.mp3

Sad, Sad Time

It's been a long-ass hiatus, man; the last couple weeks were filled with sad things and stressful things, too. Many, many sad things. My supervisor told me life happens, and we gotta keep on doin' your work and all that stuff, and that's a good thing, I suppose. But, sometimes, you just wanna stop everything, including your work, so you can get real quiet and listen, cuz your soul has lotsa sadness to share with the rest o' you. And sometimes it's only in those real quiet spaces that you can hear what your sad, sad soul has to say to you. So I ain't posted no new songs, and my music felt like receding into the background. Alas. Anyway, I wrote a song today, and I'm gonna record it this weekend, so if the recordin' is up to par, I'll go ahead and post it, man. Sadness, and the world moves on. Sometimes, it feels like it'd be nice if the world stopped and was all sad along with you. That would be a nice thing.

Waylon, Did June Call?

Here's the new song of the week:

Download waylon_did_june_call.mp3

I was watching "Walk The Line" on Friday, and you know that scene where Johnny Cash wakes up, and he's wasted outta his gourd, and Waylon Jennings is just sittin' there a-playin' his guitar? And Johnny sez "Waylon, Did June Call?" That's where I got the inspiration for this song. It's supposed 2 B a nice little homage to Johnny Cash, but it sounds more like the Dead Milkmen.

Coming Soon: Waylon, Did June Call?

My next song will be called "Waylon, Did June Call?" I tried to make it a tribute to Johnny Cash, but it sounds nothing like Johnny Cash. Hah, hah.

Would Have Been The Best

Oh, fuck, it looks like these damn song links I stuck on there today aren't working. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I dunno what the technical difficulty is, but I'll try to fix it. Fuck!!!!!!!!

Download wouldve_been_the_best2.mp3

Okay, here's the pop-song-about-love that I did this weekend. I'm really embarassed that I wrote such a song, but I have to confess that I like it, man. I think sometimes it's cool to write stuff like this if yer workin' thru yer issues. For those of you who know me reallllllll well, I think you'll know who it's about, hah.

Non Pop Song About Love-Poops

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Okay, this is the non-pop-song-about-luv. It's from 2 weeks ago, and I think I'm gonna work on it some more. But, I thought I'd stick it on there (I'll probably stick the luv one on there, too), but I feel so sheepish about sticking a pop song about luv on this here fine blog, that I feel like I should make up for it by putting something on there that's more, um, well, me-ish.

Hhhhiiiiaaaattttuuuussss

Sorry 'bout that hiatus there, man. But I'm back! Indeedy.

I'm torn, yet again, between posting either a pretty song I recorded about a week ago, or a...you won't believe it, no you won't believe it....pop song about luv. Fuck! I can't believe I recorded a pop song about luv! I did it on Saturday, man. It's actually sorta inspired by Husker Du, and maybe a wee bit o' Mercy Rule, but, like, I cain't escape it. It's an inescapable fact. I recorded a pop song about luv. No no no no no no no no no!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (Maybe I'll post that one just so you guys know I'm tellin' thet truth).

Illustration for I'm Almost Hating Her

I think this is what this song is about, man. Oh, crap, I need to do a linky thing.




There it is: Download im_almost_hating_her.mp3

2 Fer 1

Here's the song I wrote this weekend. It's really, really short.

Download im_almost_hating_her.mp3

So I'm supplementing this blog entry with a souped-up version of the song I posted on Friday.

Download stupid_and_mean2.mp3

It's one of those thing where, with I'm Almost Hating Her, I know what the song's about, and yet I sort of don't, at the same time. I guess I do know what it's about, but I'm not sure how much I've experienced it, myself, so I'm not sure if that's what it's about or not.

Hah, hah, hah, Just under the wire

Click here to Download stupid_and_mean.mp3 . I just recorded this one in record time today. Actually, it's not a complete recordin' cuz, like, I still need to add bass to it. It's a new wizard rock song sung from the point of view o' the bloody baron, if you know the story. If you don't, I think it's an easy enuff song to follow cuz it's one of those unrequited love songs sung from the point of view of the person who kills the person who does not return the person's affections. You know the kind I'm talking 'bout.

Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah

I'm still dumb, indecisive-poops. No, man. I'm 2 lazy 2 put songs on my disky drivey thing, so the only one I really have on it outta the songs I listed is the one that's not about masturbation. Funny thing is, I've written 100s and 100s of songs, quite literally, and yet I sometimes well sometimes I forget which ones I've written, and sometimes I feel like I could put such and so a song on, but then I'd feel stupid cuz it's not one of my best songs, but then again, what do you classify as best, anyway? It's possible that what you classify as mediocre poopwad music is other people's best, or favoritest, I should say, the types of music they might put on the radio. And sure, that'd be nice 2 B played on the radio, but it's possible that the only music you can get there is the kind that's all boring and stupid, and then how would you feel about yourself? How, man, HOW???????? I'm in a funky mood. I gotta take stock, or take stalk, for that matter and think about just what songs I've written and the like.

Me and my bandmate played a show in our incarnation as DeadPan Alley a few weeks ago, and that was nice, man. But it's funny, cuz the song that everybody in the audience liked, we didn't really expect. I mean, we thought people'd like it fine, but we didn't expect such a huge response to it. It's cuz it was a funny song, you know, about how freakish your ex boyfriends can soemtimes be and that's nice enuff, I guess. I mean, people identify with songs about freakish ex-boyfriends.

The funny thing is that one song, The Devil is Dead, I don't think that'll ever get much of a response from audiences, even though as soon as I wrote that song, I felt like it'd be okay if I dropped dead tomorrow, cuz I've written the song I've been meanin' to write for ten million years, man. It's a 5-sided song, and that's a nice thing, too, cuz if you put 12 of them together, you get a dodecohedron, and that's a good thing. That's a very good thing. It made me think, and now I'm gonna sound unintentionally narcissistic here, it made me think o' Mozart and how, at least in the movie, Amadeus, he was very unpopular in his time, cuz his music was ahead o' his time. and the same with Van Gogh, how he was all unpopular, too, and never sold any paintings, and the like, and I wonder if a similar thing is true of that old dragon song. Then I think to myself, I don't think there'll ever be a time when this song becomes all popular and stuff, unlike old Mozart and Van Gogh, because, well, it's a song about a dragon, after all. I mean, dragons are fairly timeless. This song don't belong to any particular time, although it might belong to a particular time if it was in another dimension. But not of this world, not of this world, this song is not of this world, and neither am I.

Indecisive Girl Rides Again

I ain't gone away, just so y'all know; I'm just having trouble deciding what to post next. It's a toss up between 1. a song that's not about masturbation 2. a song about a man named Baldavinos 3. a couple songs that are more in the deeply-personal realm that I might wait on, 4. a song about bein' drunk on sobriety or 5. a song about gettin' into trouble with a security guard. Oy, so many choices, so many choices.

Shtuff.

I put 2 new links over there-->, y'know. But, they ain't friends or shameless self promotion. They's just sites I like (the cheezburger one and the coyote one). Just so you know. I didn't want people to think I was pretending to be friends with them, when the fine folks who do those sites don't know I exist. They really don't know I exist. When you think about it, most people don't know I exist, cuz I'm not famous or anything. That's fine, though, because this is such a crazy-ass, fucked up world that it's better to be invisible, cuz then you're not a target.

East Coast Boy. (Click here to listen). I started writin' that there fine song, um, about, what was it? 1998? Oh, holy FUCK, that's 10 years ago!!!! Man, I'm old. It was originally titled "Seals" and I was never too happy with it, cuz even though it had this totally kick-ass verse, the chorus didn't go with it. They didn't match up. That was back in the days when I wasn't as disciplined about my songwriting as I am now. I usedta just be all loose and loopy, and if the different song-parts didn't match up, that was okay. Now, I try to get myself to stick to a theme throughout the song.

Me and my bandmate worked for a while at coming up with a chorus, and we found that an instrumental chorus worked best. So, there it is. Yay!

Oh, yeah, I also made it so 'nonymous commenters can comment. I'm not sure if I'll leave it that way, cuz my brother's blog allows it and some anonymous dude comes along and poops all over the comment page sometimes. We'll see, man.

Oh, here's the link to our bandy's myspace page, man.

http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=108044708

East Coast Boy

The new song for the week is called East Coast Boy . It's actually a recording by my band, Deadpan Alley! I'll stick a link in to our myspace page so you can listen to our other tunes. Some of you may know us as Knockturn Alley; this is actually a group composed of the same members and all, but Deadpan Alley is more indie rock than wizard rock. We're looking for a drummer. Or maybe just someone to bang on pots and pans. That's right, man, that's right.

My Favorite Line From I Am Just A Fox

'Nother Picture

Here's another picture to go with I Am Just A Fox. I was a-tryin' to make it look like something where, if you were the owner of the chickens, you'd go out there and not even notice the little fox at first cuz the little fox is part of the scenery, just sniffing around like that. But, you kind of notice the little dude right away cuz the background's of such a different color. If I had it to do again, I'd make the floor of the chicken pen outta dirt instead of grass.
Once I saw someone pick up a thingy that had a black widow on it, and she didn't know it was on it. I told her, and she was all, oh, look at that. That was the effect I was going for in this picture. I don't think it worked, though, but I still like the song.

I Am Just A Fox Commentary

I've been thinking about what the new song, I Am Just A Fox, may be about, man. In some ways, it's clear as day to me, but it's clear in a way that cain't be fit into our logico-rational, problem-solving, word-using human cognitive system. The night I wrote it, I turned into a Fox, cuz the Fox decided 2 B one of my power animals, so that's cool. Sometimes I think of it as a song about the horrible things that happen to women and the horrible things that happen to our planet. And it seems to me that it's no coincidence that horrible things happen to both in our patriarchal, money-o-centric society, cuz the powers-that-be are threatened by anything connected up with the Old Earth Energies. So, there. But, I sort of feel like I shouldn't even publish this commentary, cuz, like, it shrinks the song a bit when you try to put into words something that's sorta beyond words. Ah, well. I get a lot of enjoyment and satisfaction out of blathering, so I'll just publish it, anyway.

Brand Newwwwwwww Song

The song of the week for this week is called I Am Just A Fox . It's got a bluesy vocal line, and I usually veer away from stuff that sounds like that. But I didn't this time. I just wrote this song this weekend, man. Man.

(The picture is a total rip-off of The Little Prince, man).

Long Ass Rant About Brainstrokes

Here's another picture 4 What she was made of. Um, you know, I mean, like, it's s'posed 2 B a person who sort of blends in with her surroundings. Interestingly, I heard today about a woman who had a stroke, and it knocked out her WHOLE left brain; right, man? That's the logico-rational, linear-thinking, language-using, problem-solving part o' the brain that I rant on and on about at times. You know, about how this part o' ourselves, while useful 4 buildin' houses and sendin' emails, can sometimes block us off from our true nature and the nature of reality and the like. Apparently, this lady, when she got her left brain knocked out, she had these amazing spiritual experiences of unity with everything. See, the right side o' the brain ain't sequential, it sees all things as simultaneous, happenin' at once, and it sees all things as bein' part o' the same thing. This lady became one with everything. (But she got better, that's how she was able to talk about it later). Makes me think we should use those transcranial magnetic thingamagiggers to knock out the left brain and give everybody these cool experiences. Then everybody wouldn't hate everybody else.

Commentary - Poops

I dunno, what I like about this song (What she was made of ) is that it speaks 2 the oneness of all things, but in (hopefully) a non-pretentious manner. It's funny, cuz even though intellecually, I believe this stuff, it's not as easy 4 me 2 buy into these days. Shit, man, it'll probably come back at some point.

Drawling

Here's a drawling for What she was made of. I dunno, man.

What She Was Made Of

The next song of the week is called What she was made of . I played drums on this one. That's a nice thing.

Here's a crappy drawing to go with the song for this week.

Gonna Kill My Boyfriend

Download im_gonna_kill_him_tonight.mp3
Here's the next one. Urgh, I have no NRG.

Okay, that's weird, I wrote in the title, but just as I'd typed the first letter ("G"), the autofill thingy said "Grandpa's Ghost Stories." WHAT????? I've never typed that into this computer in my life! My grandpas didn't even have ghost stories! Strange-o. I'm the only one who uses this computer, for the most part. Okay, enuff rambling.

Gonna Kill My Boyfriend Tonight

The next song'll have the above title. Unfortunately, I so crazy-ass busy that all the time I have is these dumb little 5 minute breaks, so I'll try posting the thing tomorrow. Argh, I want an easy job!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Too Poopy 'Fraid To Post a Song Just Yet

I think I know what song to put on this week, but I'm not all-the-way happy with the lyrics in the present recording. No, I guess they're okay; I dunno, man. Or else I could put on those older recordings I've been thinking of. It's kind of exhausting to put your work out there, cuz people might hate it, or, even WORSE, feel indifferent to it. That's scary-ass shit. I'm scared shitless of even doing this blog, man; that's the truth of it. I guess I'll keep plugging along, anyway, cuz, like, that's what yer supposed to do , and the like.

I was thinking all day long yesterday about how music has magic in it, and that maybe by making music (or any other kind of art), you're actually making magic, like a wizard or witch or something. Then, last night, I started readin' a story by Ursela LeGuinn that said the exact same thing, that music and magic were the same thing. I was all, dude.

More Heaven Looks As Black As Oblivion Stuff

Okay, let's try this again. I put a picture in that last post, but it disappeared. Okay, there it is. I've been wonderin' 'b0ut that razor's edge between despair and joy. Like, what's it like 2 B on it? Is it oblivion? Or is it something else? Maybe that's what old Buddha experienced when he got to that enlightened state, which most of us'll never reach. I dunno. There was this one Star Trek: The Original Series episode, where these 2 aliens who were husband and wife knew they were gonna die, and they said something along the lines of "I'm lookin' 4ward to spendin' 4ever in oblivion with you." Something along those lines. It was really nice and touching. It made me think, wow, if there is nothing after death, it's largely okay, cuz we all end up in the very same place, man. We all go there together (even if we're not there to experience it). Everybody becomes one in oblivion. Okay, I'm talking 2 much.

Where did the picture go?

I... WHERE DID THE PICTURE GO?????????????

Unneccessary Commentary

I'm trying to think of what commentary I can add to the song of the week for this week (Heaven Looks as Black as Oblivion). I wrote it about a year ago, man, when I was doin' a lot o' thinking about death. I usedta think that if there wasn't an afterlife, that would be the worst thing in the world. But sometimes you realize that the pain of life is worse than oblivion, and if there's a Hell, then that's worse, too, so maybe turning into nothing isn't all that bad. But, I dunno. I dunno if it's even necessary to put commentary ontop of this here song, cuz it's sort of self-...I can't think of the world. Self-something. It's something that speaks for itself. It's self-something or other.

Heaven Looks as Black as Oblivion

Here's the next one:

Heaven Looks as Black as Oblivion

I sort of feel like this recording, the 3rd one I've done of this song, still ain't the definitive recording, but this is one o' those songs where I wonder if there'll ever be a definitive recording. I was too lazy not to do my Casio autorhythm, hah. Oh, well.

Here are the previous songs of the week, for anyone who's new to this li'l site.

Download the_devil_is_dead.mp3

Download sincity4.mp3

Download stoners_of_dartmouth.mp3

Download obvious_distinctions.mp3

Download autorhythm.mp3

Download moony_wormtail_padfoot_pron.mp3

Download heaven_looks_as_black_as_ob.mp3

The Next Song of the Week is Called....

I think the next song o' the week will be the one called "Heaven Looks As Black As Oblivion." There, I gave you the title, sorta like a teaser or like an hors'd'euvre, however that's spelled.

Dead Not Dead

Hi all, I'm still low on time and wherewithall, hah. Hah, yes. I was happy today, though, cuz I'd entered this musical dead-zone lately, and it's always hard 2 know how long that'll last. But, then I wrote me a nice little tune today, so that made me happy. It's boring to read about music and fun to listen to music, so I won't go into what the song's about or anything like that.

Musical dead-zones are interesting, cuz I still write stuff, cuz my brain's intact, but, like, well, you know, the music that comes out is sort of dead. Maybe the creative part o' me needs 2 hybernate for a while. There are songs I'd never play for anybody cuz they're too, I dunno. I dunno. Closed in on themselves, I guess. Or maybe they're just sorta dead, like I said before. And funny how the dead self-pitying darkness sometimes precedes the powerful darkness that comes when my music comes to life again; and I wonder sometimes if I need to do the dead, self-pitying darkness stuff to get to the good stuff. I don't know 4 sure.

Hi all, I just want to let you know this is a crazy crazy crazy crazy stressfilled, crazy crazy-ass week this week, so I may not have time or wherewithall to post any songs this week, but I wanted to let you know I'm committed to this here blog and ain't gonna blow it off, so keep a-visitin! Whoo.

Picture for Song of the Week

Alrighty, I got un-lazy enuff to make an illustration for Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs .

This is kind of cool how it turned out, cuz I was originally intending on makin' these stick-figure animals look like those old, old cave drawings that archaeologists sometimes find. But, the cool thing is, they look sort of like constellations. Neato.

Here's an animal for you.

Here's an animal picture 4 U, but it ain't directly related to the song, cuz it's not a deer, dog, wolf, or rat. It's a vaguely phallus-shaped rooster I had a dream about a few weeks ago. There ya go!

Hybernation

Dang, I've been 2 lazy and/or busy to do much in the way o' artwork this week (although the poonums in a box is really nice). I've been feelin' gooder than ever lately about my music, but a few nights ago, the music in me decided to take a vacation. It just sort of up and left. Strange-o, man. I mean, it actually feels dead right now, although I think, more accurately, it's gone into hybernation. My novel's moved 2 the center stage for the time-being, which is fine with me, cuz I gotta finish the thing sometime. Not to worry! There'll be plenty o' songs-of-the-week, cuz I gots me a ton from the past. I ain't even counted how many I have (it's just a matter of pickin' out the ones I want people to hear). Man, I'm tired.

Mustard

I've been thinking about mustard lately, cuz it is the most vile substance known to man. And yet, although I cain't eat things with mustard in them because of the disgustingness, I really like stuff like Thousand Island dressing and Caesar salad dressing, where you can taste that hint o' mustard. It's like having that hint of vile substance gives you this interesting experience that's kind of cool and edgy. My friend who has a blog about perfume (the link over there that sez Smell the Glove) tells me that they put stuff in perfume that's really stinky, like whale barf and cat's butt scent to give it that little edginess and depth and stuff. I've been thinkin' o' that cuz I like to have that in my music, too, the dissonance that comes in and outta the harmonies, and the darkness and light at the same time. I like the tension between major and minor and the songs where you cain't tell if it's major or minor. I like the fact that the music in Obvious Distinctions is so pretty and the words are hugely dark. Okay, gotta go!

Poonums

Here's a picture of an animule to go with a song about animules. There's something so magical about animals that humans just don't seem to have, man. Remember that tsunami that came along a few years back? The animals knew it was a-comin' and hid from it, but the humans were dumb and didn't. That's cuz we all depend on our logico-rational problem-solving part of our minds. It's funny, cuz we need that part o' the brain to build houses and stuff, but it's also the part o' the brain that doesn't have any access to magic, none at all, man.

When I was a kid, I wanted 2 B an animal cuz I thought humans were ugly and boring. Not much has changed since then, except for the fact that my animal of choic has evolved from an alligator to a sweet little poonums kitty.

Moony, Wormtail, Padfood, and Prongs

The next song is called: Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs , and similar to the previous one, it's fresh off the cooker (It's only Saturday-old).

It's a wizard wrock song that my band's gonna play. If ya don't know Harry Potter, this song's about this dude named Professor Lupin, and he's a werewolf. This song's supposed 2 B during his teenage years, when his friends learned how to turn into animals, so they could all run around on those full-moon nights. The dude would have this intense physical pain when he turned into a werewolf, that, I guess, motivated him to bite people, but havin' his friends as animals to hang out with made it nicer and less painful and stuff. That's sorta what the song's about.

I was in the Kool-aid....

Well, I mean, it's supposed to be, like, a little person that looks like a skull in a glass of Kool-aid, but I dunno if it's easy to tell. I dunno, man. There's a small one, too, cuz I realized I wanted black background, instead, but I couldn't get rid of the white background one-poops.

Autorhythm

As half-heartedly promised, here's the Casio autorhythm that I put thru effects for Obvious Distinctions . It's kinda cool, man, when you think about it, those old things from the 1980's. Yeah, man, yeah.

Casio Keyboard From The 1980's (Man, I'm Old)

I sorta like the illustration below, cuz it's got this death-like stillness that goes with the song. That's kinda cool. If you ain't listened to obvious distinctions yet, it might be a good idear to listen to it before you read the rest o' this entry. The beat in it? Y'know? Hah, it's kind of funny, cuz it's really this cheezy little Casio-Keyboard-from-1984-Autorhythm. Maybe I'll make a sample for you to listen to. I put a microphone up to the speaker of my little Casio-from-the-80's keyboard, and put it through this really kickass effect on Little Larry (my digital 8-track). That made me happy. It's fun when your experiments create cool results.

Obvious Distinctions

Here's an illustration for the song, Obvious Distinctions. I mean, the stone circle probably should be ontop of a pile of bones cuz, like its foundations are paved outta bone, but I liked the contrast of the whiteness of the bones against the greenness of the ground. The bones look kind of like wrenches, but I had trouble drawing them so that the knobby parts on the ends didn't look like testicles.

An Act of Convenience

Download obvious_distinctions.mp3

Oh, mannnn, I'm breaking my own rule o' not releasing or playin' stuff that's too new for other people 2 hear. And this one is brand new. But, when I looked at my little disky-drivey thing this morning, this was the only one of the 3 songs I'd mentioned that was actually on it, man. So, yeah, here it is. I was really really really really really depressed last week, so I wrote a song, and that's how it came out. I kinda like the combination of the pretty/mellow nature o' the song and the darkness of the lyrics. It's dark and light at the same time, which is something that I drive for sometimes.

Dang, I hear that sometimes this blog don't allow you to post a comment. Dang! I'll have to poop around and see what's going on with that. My apologies to all who've tried and haven't been able to.

The next song of the week, oh my. I'm SO indecisive right now. I could do a song called "Drunk on Sobriety," "Go to Hell, Breathe, Fuck You," or "Obvious Distinctions," which is brand new. Hmmmmm. I usually have a rule that I don't release brand new stuff until I've digested it a bit, but I really like this brand new song. I like the other 2, too. Drunk on Sobriety is kinda cool cuz it fits in with the whole drug-use theme from last week. But, then again, I'm pretty confident wait,. Gotggoa go

More Shtuff about the Stoners of Dartmouth

I was writin' out the lyrics, but I'm gonna have to listen to the song to see what order they're in. And I'm having trouble remembering them, too. Which is a sort of stoner thing to do, you know, forgetting things. I started writing the song the day after Christmas, I think it was, in 2006. My nephew got a nice li'l toy piano for Christmas, and I was playin' around with it, entertaining the kid a wee bit (until he got bored). I realized what I was playin' could be turned into a song, so that's where the keyboard part came from. The rest o' the song just sort of naturally evolved from that.

The Stoners of Dartmouth

Whoops, yeah, there were technical difficulties; sorry 'bout that. But, I just fixed 'em. You can now listen to

the stoners of dartmouth

Yesiree. I'll supply lyrics later; I'm too tired today.

There's that building I was trying to draw the other day (with a Stoner of Dartmouth in front of it).

The Stoners of Dartmouth

Download stoners_of_dartmouth.mp3

Here's the new song of the week, but I don't know if it'll work, cuz I encountered a dumb technical difficulty at the site where I'm storing this stuff, and this dumb computer doesn't have a dumb media player installed. Dumb.

Coming Soon: The Stoners of Dartmouth

This week's song is gonna be The Stoners of Dartmouth, but i don't have an MP3 of it on my little disky-drivey thing, so I'll have to do that tonight. But, I drew a picture to whet your appetite. This mouse is ass and makes it hard to draw, but at the same time, these really clumsy pictures make me laugh cuz they're so primitive. It's supposed 2 B a picture o' Baker Library at Dartmouth, with pot leaves in front of it. I don't remember what Baker or pot leaves look like.

It makes me laugh cuz it looks like a barn with a big phallus on it.

I wanted 2 put 1 more illustration for the Sin City song before callin' it a week. Thanks for visitin', everybody who visited!

I'm all about the Jungian psychology cuz it sez that you cain't have light without dark and vice versa. I practically stole that line up there from good old Ursela LeGuinn and her fabulous book, "The Left Hand of Darkness." I'm cool with it, though. If ya try to be all light and not embrace your dark side, you go cold and dead, and creativity just plain dies, too. And when you think about it, creativity is a very God-like quality, so God dies in you when you kill the devil in you, man. I wanna figure out what it's like to live on that razor's edge that happens between things, betwee light and dark, good and evil, existence and nonexistence. I sorta feel like that razor's edge is where everything happens, man, and yet, it's so infintesimally small, that it feels like it isn't even there. But, it's a powerful place to be, man. It's got the power of lots and lots o' nuclear bombs, and the like (but I see the explosion as gold light, for some reason). I'm sorta makin' all this up as I go.

What Next? Argh.

Yeah, man, what else can I say about this week's song of the week? Both

Sin City

and

The Devil Is Dead

feel like breakthrough songs, and I'm sort of worried about what I'll post next. I mean, consider this; I've been waiting to write a song like The Devil is Dead since I was 16,a song with that particular type o' magic I've been lookin' for. I always wondered what would happen when I reached my goal o' writin' a song like that, cuz it's one of those life-long unachievable feelin' goals, and now I've done it. It feels like I should drop dead, or my head'll explode, cuz it's something that seems 2 good 2 B true. But, you know what? It's not like everything in my life has turned wonderful or anything. Ah well. But in a sense it sort of has cuz there was an explosion of gold light when that song happened, and the gold light keeps on going, and that's a nice thing.

Man, but what to post next? I know what it's gonna be, but, man.
I mean, I intentionally frontloaded some real good songs on this so people'd come back and keep on listening. But, man. I hope people don't get bored or something.

More notes on Sin City

Wow, man, I cain't find a way to make that picture bigger with Jesus on it. It's supposed to get big if you click on it so you can see the lyrics.
When I did that song, I started out playin' largely dulled guitar strings that go back and forth between your ears, if you're wearin' earphones, because i wanted to put myself into a trance with it. I didn't really get into a trance, though, and I decided to add more stuff (a lower guitar note and voices). That was kinda cool. But I didn't get into a trance, though.

Sin City

This week's song of the week is called:

Sin City

I thought I'd keep up with the whole God/Devil/Jesus theme for 1 more week. In this song, I'm tryin' to sound all evangelical, alongside some weird, experimental stereo effects.

If you haven't heard it, though, listen to

The Devil Is Dead

cuz I really like that one.

Here's another picture for you about the song about the dragon (the devil is dead - click here to listen)

I drew it with a really crappy mouse, and it's really sloppy, but sometimes it's fun to illustrate what songs look like.

Readin' Ursula LeGuinn's books made a bunch of stuff sink into my subconscious about how you need to accept both the "good" and "evil" parts o' yourself. It's fun to write a song about a bad-guy who's sort of a good guy, in a way. I identify with the dragon character in the song, cuz, like, it also speaks to the pervasive alienation anyone who's different experiences in this society.

The Devil Is Dead - Lyrics

This picture really has nuthin' to do with the manifest content of the song, since it's about a dragon. But, the double-image in this picture really goes with what the song's tryin' to convey - that owning our own shadows (or alter-egos) is what we really need to do, or we'll be DESTROYED. It sort of goes with the song, well, sort of. I mainly like it cuz it's a picture of a cute kitty cat.

The lyrics:

I am a dragon and I feel misunderstood
Born onto a planet where their heads are made of wood
........The devil is dead
They think they're running from the thing they think is me
Scared of their own shadows and they drink their poison tea
........The devil is dead
Dying on a planet where their heads are made of wood
I have been deposed and I will always be misunderstood
........The devil is dead
................I am the bad guy; maybe I should die
They killed the dragon and they think that they have won
It will destroy them and they'll have nowhere to run
........The devil is dead
I do not care because one day I'll be reborn
The dragon never dies, I'll take a different form


My band'll be performing this song soon; I'll provide a link to our myspace page, as soon as I get permission from the rest of my band.

The Devil Is Dead

The Devil Is Dead

Here's my second song of the week! It's kind of funny, how I randomly posted, first, a song about Jesus, and then a song (sort of) about The Devil. Odd, how that works out. Lyrics to follow....

Whoah, Yeah, Okay, Cool.

Hey, wow, I've had a visitor; maybe I'll start takin' this site seriously! Dude. I'll have to get my ducks in a row and put another song on...stay tuned!

The First Song-of-the-week is called Jesus

Jesus

I have 2 More, but What the Hell

I don't even know if this here type of blog account will enable you to , um, download or upload song-files to it, but it was so easy to sign up, that I impulsively did it. No one's gonna find this unless I tell them about it. I wonder if it'll work.

I wanna post a song a week, and I was afraid they'd be disregarded, and chances are they will be. I don't know what else to do, though, and maybe in this world that is full of bullshit, it would be nice to put something out there that's not bullshit.