Is this a musical "subtweet" @ the black-capped chickadee? Yes, yes it is. I'm sorry, I know you can't help your two-note call. If it makes you feel better I think you're a very cute-looking bird. 

Lyrics:
7am, I’m wishing for quiet 
The morning birds are so loud outside my window
And I hate their song, if you can even call it that

I wonder if there’s a girl in my old bedroom 
6,000 miles away from here,
 If anything, I wonder if she knows she’s spoiled
Because her morning birds know how to sing 

I should be grateful,
I should be so content.
My life’s not awful 
But I miss the days I spent
In my old world
It’s been so long 
I didn’t know leaving would still hurt like this 
But somedays I wake up 
And I hate my morning birds 
And I still keep on finding things to miss

Morning Birds

And all at once we rushed into the room
They said so sorry it simply came so soon
Thank you for all the assistance 
But we’ll take it from here

We joked around about inevitable ends
Just paper tigers eager to defend
some part of ourselves from disaster
Why can’t this go any faster?

With just a look he wiped my courage away
Rendered a blank and helpless frame
Thank you for all the assistance
We were meticulous in our plans
Despite all our preparation 
And all the finest distractions
Couldn’t help but ruminate
Concentrate on the image treadmill, please

How weakly he reclined
How much it declined in his eyes
I still held hope that one day 
we’d finish that list

And the assistant hurries to the next room
If it were me, I’d never be there on time, no
They say one day it’ll just feel ordinary
But for now, I’m wide open to illusions

The Assistant

Friday

This song was written with the timeless love story of Beauty and the Beast in mind. Hardly original and for good reason. It struck me that many love stories written before and after Ms. Barbot's fairytale have some aspects of the story when you really look. From the Greek mythologies to stories like The Hunchback of Notre Dame, Frankenstein, Dracula, The Phantom of the Opera and The Man Who Laughs and so on. Even Romeo and Juliet were raised to see the other as a "Beast" but instead found beauty. It’s everywhere! A talented artist named Xowie Bowie helped me with this.

Beautiful Creatures

khayo ft. SLICK
tracked Dec 27 2024 at KMNR 89.7 FM, Rolla, MO
Drums: Jalil Khayat
Guitar/Mix/Master: SLICK (Nate Opperman)
Engineer: CraigTheYounger

khayo (ft. SLICK)

Leftovers 2

From the new "Elektrik Sol" album, coming very soon!
Release date:  June 7 2025

Artwork by Xav. and Geko

Elekrik Sol

Rezurrektion ("Elektrik Sol" LP)

Lyrics:
"The impeded stream
 is the one that sings"
[ Wendell Berry wrote it
And if you know me, 
you know my worst quality 
Is that I believe the poets ]
I don’t have to be good!!
The world calls like wild geese 
Tells me I belong here 
In the family of things
Cotton candy, rainy days 
Every home a dog-eared page 
I might just let the goldenrods 
Give a me a new name 

[ This is my rebellion
It’s long overdue 
To believe that life is beautiful 
Even if it’s not true 
One in eight billion
And somehow I found you
It’s enough to make a skeptic 
Change her tune ]

Stand still and be astonished at the view
Until my one wild and precious life is through
I’ll do my work, loving the world and you 
I'll do my work: loving the world and you 

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Recorded live on the iPhone voice memos app ✨
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Poetry referenced:
Wendell Berry
Our Real Work: https://grateful.org/resource/our-rea... 

Mary Oliver
Wild Geese: https://gwenglish.org/poem-of-the-day...
Messenger: https://www.yogawithsusana.com/post/m...
The Summer Day: https://www.loc.gov/programs/poetry-a... 

Nikki Giovani
Cotton Candy on a Rainy Day: https://voetica.com/poem/6770

Maggie Smith
Goldenrod: https://www.versedaily.org/2017/golde... 
Written Deer: https://poets.org/poem/written-deer

rebellion

Lyrics:

I’m thankful for the doctors and for medical advancements 
And I promise I am grateful and I don’t take it for granted
But I’ve never liked needles, I just held my breath
Watched the sound waves paint a picture on the imaging test

I know I’m lucky to be here when life could be much more unfair 
And I’m thankful for the doctors but I’m still a little scared 
Can’t help but feel some kind of shaken, unbalanced, unprepared 
And I’m thankful for the doctors, but I’m still a little scared 

Little capsules on my nightstand
Silent and humble and life-saving 
I’m so happy they exist but
I’m so sad I’ve got to take them

And it’s another day fighting rejected claims
And paying out of pocket, not pocket change
I guess no news is good news 
But I can’t take more of the same

I know I’m lucky to be here when life could be much more unfair 
And I’m thankful for the doctors but I’m still a little scared 
Can’t help but feel some desperation, won’t let it slip into despair
‘Cause I’m thankful for the doctors, but I’m still a little scared 

But maybe no news is good news?
I’m shaken, I’m confused
I’m grateful, I’m lucky
Relapse and recovery, repeat 
That no news is good news
Regress and then improve 
Unbalanced, unprepared
I’m a little bit scared 

But maybe no news is good news.
I’m shaken, I’m confused
I’m grateful, I’m lucky
Relapse and recovery, 
Repeat that no news is good news
Be brave ‘cause I have to 
Unbalanced, uprepared
I’m a little bit scared 
 
And there’s been so much bad news 
Don’t know if I can push through 
It’s awful, it’s unfair 
I can’t help it, I’m scared

I know that it’s a privilege
to even get this kind of care. 

So I’m thankful for the doctors
I’m thankful for the doctors
God bless all my doctors
But I’m still a little scared
I'm still a little scared 

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Recorded live on the iPhone voice memos app.

in the waiting room

So many years wasted in drug abuse
But those experiences made Courrier Rouge
We was mixing malt liquor with days old orange juice
Beside the school we used to slurp noodle soup
Mans don’t reminisce cuz I'm stuck in the past but
I wanna understand how we built this man, times passed
So fast, yesterday we was smokin grass on train tracks
Without even a patch for my ass

Get so lost in anxiety traps
So I build a bigger back, más fuerte, más jacked
Done too much bulk so I gotta cut back
But forget the vanity, no looks are gonna last
Only do reps for the joy of hitting kilograms
Cuz ya can’t see real growth on instagram
Spread this message like Grandmaster Flash
My one true plan, that’s treasure, treasure in the sand

Just observe
Pay attention to actions, forget words
When they do it right, give rewards
Don’t tolerate egoism, just what’s deserved
People worry about the economy
I’m old poor so none of this is new to me
Money mart purchases, call it usuary
Nuff to buy from Super C, usually

My inspiration working class education
Bare trials, bare tribulations
Been an infrequent mental patient
Middle fingers up every time I read my bank statement
Too many mans worry about themselves on the gram
Like, share, follow, turn yourself into brands
Step back, down to Earth, touch grass with your hands
Contemplate blessings, that's the new plan

Listen to emotions
When one feels heard it’s potent
Separate threads intertwine become woven
How can we prolong this moment?
Create this oneness?
Same as building core, doing crunches
Try to connect with what yall feeling
Turn this feeling into our healing

Thanks for the awesome pic from my show May 2nd, by Steve Nash @donny_darkroast on IG

Connect with What Yall Feeling - Nujabes Counting Stars Freestyle

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Low Key Joy - July 2025 (Live All-Vinyl Mix)

Searching for scraps in the harbor, making noise!

The Assistant

Seagullmoine