Another Let Her Speak Video

 

Here's a link to the place that does the best printing of the book:

Let Her Speak on Lulu.com

See the post from 8/30/2024 for more links!

Level of Reason

Level of Reason

 This is the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Album. The girl gets back from visiting her mean, controlling boyfriend, and they have a fight on the phone a week or so later.

Let Her Speak

 Here's another wee little ad for my book (I am endeavoring to make my ads something you'd want to watch, in general, and not all boring and stuff).

Here're some places you can buy the book (if you want):

Let Her Speak at Wal Mart

Let Her Speak at Lulu.com (Probably the best quality)

Let Her Speak at Books-A-Million

Let Her Speak at Amazon (They shrink it, though - they put a margin around the comix so it's smaller, but it's convenient cuz it's Amazon) (But the above ones are better quality)

Crumbling Walls

 

Crumbling Walls

 This is another one of those end-of-the-world songs. It's about people deciding to get drunk when the end o' the world comes. Let's get drunk and have a good time while the world falls, and the sun will start to shine through crumbling walls.

What Is The Point?

What Is The Point

 This is a song from the point of view of someone who doesn't want to live anymore, but isn't necessarily suicidal. It's called, in the psychology business, "morbid ideation with no suicidal intent or plan." I should say...if you are suicidal, 988 is the number to call if you wanna talk to someone; and if you're a Veteran, it's 988, and then you press "1" for the Veterans Crisis Line.

Anyway, the theme of this song is, "Why bother bein' human, if all humans do is destroy the earth?" Enjoy!

Over You

Over You

 This is the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Album. Part 4. The girl finally decides that she's ready to break up with her mean boyfriend, and she's talking to him in her mind, sort of.

"Summer Theater???"

Summer Theater

 This is the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Album, Part 4. After the girl finds out she gets into a play, unbeknownst to her mean boyfriend, she hears his voice behind her, reading the subject line of the email ("Summer Theater"). She's all, oh, no, now he knows!

How Many Balls Drop?

How Many Balls Drop

 This song came to me in a dream last night. It's, literally, about dropping the ball, as in, messing up.

I Got Into The Play

I Got Into The Play

 This is the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Album, Part 4. Remember a few songs back about how the main character auditioned for a play? This is the song that talks about the outcome of that audition.

Purple SUV With a Bubble-Butt, Second Version

Purple SUV With A Bubble Butt Version 2

 Here's the second version of the song I did last night; okay, I'm feelin' better about this one than last night's version. Just to recap, one day, a few months ago, I was driving around and I saw this purple SUV, and the back end was sorta blorpy. It was a purple SUV with a bubble butt! It sounded like a nice thing to do a song about, so that's what I did.

Purple SUV With A Bubble-Butt Rough Draft

Purple SUV draft

Purple suv demo 2

 A few months ago, I was driving around and I saw this purple SUV, and the back end was sort of blorping out. It had a blorpy back end. I thought to myself, "That's a purple SUV with a bubble-butt." That was the inspiration for this here song. But my voice sounds like ass today; it sound like my voice wiped someone's ass with sand paper. So, if I decide I like this song enough, I'll do a better version some other day in the not-too-distant-future. This is a really rough mix, too, cuz it got late, and my brain is too fried to do a bunch of good-mixin' stuff. I think the lyrics in the verses could be better, too; I think I wanna aspire to do something a little more poetical, if I do a subsequent version of it. Enjoy!

Okay, post--script - I think I know what to do to fix this song - the "Purple suv demo 2" one is the brain wave that came to me of how to make this song not suck so much   (see, also, below). Bleh, I'm tired. I'm gonna veg now.

Okay, I think I'm figuring out how to re-work this little song; just imagine this all nice and fleshed out with rapping and keyboards and bass and harmony vocals all that. Oh, man, yeah, this might work. This might just work.

You Are Not My Dad

 

You Are Not My Dad

 This is the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Album #4. The main character gets in trouble with her boyfriend, this time around, for staying up late cuz she has jet lag. That's when she snaps. All at once, she makes the realization of how stupid this whole situation is, havin' a boyfriend, who acts like he's got all this authority over her, as if he was a mean parent and she was a naughty kid. She's like, what the fuck? What the actual fuck? Gettin' in trouble for watching TV? Really?