Guitar and voice demo of a track from the upcoming "Time Tripping" album. a collection of songs based on childhood memories

In the Mourning Light (demo)

Chalk

Cool

The Awful Truth

Updated track from the "Time Tripping" album (2021), with new vocals and a remix / remaster:

Sherrie blushed and tried to run
From the spotlight of the sun
If you call she will not come

Lift her up, she won't come down
Turn your head, she hits the ground
Look again, she won't be found, she's fading

Sherrie said there is no chance
Not another song or dance
She's checking out, she's in a trance

Close the door, she won't come 'round
No footsteps now, no not a sound
She's slipped out, she's gone underground

Now how, how many ways can we fly?
And how, how many times can we try?

Now Sherrie, she was the first
The best, maybe the worst
Sometimes you seek the curse

You're up, you won't come down
You're soaring, you touch the ground
You wonder, you wonder
Will you rebound?

Sherrie hiding from the sun
Beautiful as you run
Where, where did you go, my faded one?

Tom Hanson - acoustic guitar, vocals
Biff Blumfumgagnge - electric guitar, keyboards

Sherrie Hiding From The Sun (update)

This track goes with Madison, Wisconsin's Parched Eagle's stout brew called Burgeoning Goth Queen. 

Lyrics:

Pours like Coffee & Cream 
Comes from a Roasty Gene 
Smooth as Velvet, Bold as a Dream 
Burgeoning Goth Queen

Quenching in the Warm
Warming in the Cold
Oh my God
She’s Broken the Mold

HAIL! All Hail to the Goth Queen
So Robust and Clean
Makes the Eagle Scream!

Word’s out about the Fanzine 
Upsetting the Stout Scene 
More Froth than a Rock Meme 
Burgeoning Goth Queen 
Burgeoning Goth Queen

Writers/players: Gorenson/Moyer/Sanborn/Moyer

©2024 Beeftone Music

Burgeoning Goth Queen (BGQ)

Burgeoning Goth Queen

Around the world with weird sounds and fake guitar.

HAPPENSTANCE

I Am A Tree        

A tree by the water,  my roots growing deep
 Into the lake, feel the current… weep

50 years older, my bark falling off
birds in my branches, flying creatures of many colors

  Listening to liquor
Heed all the brains
  Feed all the sick ones
Leaves in the rain

Wind rocking my boughs
Lightning is threatening
A narrow escape, down my long 
Hallway of dreams 


     Rockets and kites   
Hide under my hat
     Bats and Oppossums    
Live above that
   Insects and woodpeckers   
Make me their home
  The tide always feeds me
I drink all,  I drink all of its foam

Plenty of fluids
I got junk in my trunk
Trees don’t decide 
When the sun wants to hide

  Listening to liquor
Heed all the brains
  Feed all the sick ones
Leaves in the rain

Life can be greedy
Life can be brief
We all have to meet
The electric sleep

© July 2016 Beeftone Music, BMI
Music/Words: Biff Moyer

I Am A Tree

Lyrics & backing vocals: Mary Moyer
Music: Biff B.

Smoking with Peter
On the 24th Floor
Didn't know he was a saint
Till he bolted out the door

Neon trails leading underground
Lost in the labrynth... 
I'm lost... Then I'm found

Bullet train runnin' through my brain
Tokyo to Yokohama
Never any drama

Recruits at the ready with their
Guns so steady
Working our way
Through the plastic food display

Hum of silence
Deafening everywhere
Shopping at the the Stop'n'go
For hooker underwear

Bullet train running through my brain
Tokyo to Yokohama
Never any drama
Bullet train running through my brain
Kasugai to Okinawa
In less than an hour

Fourteen floors of hello kitsch
Drive through karaoke 
In the wrong pitch 
Men in suits, falling down
Cosplay cafes, tempting you around

Chorus

St. Peter

Helen Gurley Brown published Cosmopolitan magazine from 1965-1997. This song samples a talk she gave on vinyl, to girls.

The Luckiest Of Sexes

This track is all original music. It is straight from the heart and unfiltered from the skull.

JB's wish: 
These songs move other creatures on a spiritual & physical level due to the amount of love, blood, and positive energy JB transmitted into the universe while cultivating these creations.
These songs are all original and recorded in a bedroom, with as much energy, soul, creativity and truth as possible. They were nourished from seeds to trees to the best of one's ability.

Verse:
-Do I have to go? Do I have to stay?
Can I wait around another day?
-Do I have to change? Can I stay the same?
It's all that I'm made of
-Should I back it up? Should I loose control?
Will I ever let the river flow?
-An extreme machine with a pivot that's mean
And I'm not afraid of

Verse 2:
-Do I have to go? Do I have to stay?
Can I wait around another day?
-Do I have to change? Can I stay the same?
It's all that I'm made of
-Do I have to think? Can I just react?
And push myself up through the cracks
-Will I have the trust? I can taste the lust
And now you are tied up

Chorus:
- Locked eyes in the sunrise, so I shifted to you
- I caught you dreamin' girl, trippin' at the truth
- Hey I know that you won't, be about it now
- Can I recommend you, burn the whole thing down

The JB Project - (Justin Beaver) 
- Vocals 
- Guitar 
- Bass 
- Drums 

JB- 
Wrote, Performed, Recorded, Mixed and Mastered all words and music. 
(Drums were custom programmed on Logic X) 
Released 01/21/19
(photo credit: Kalie Dana)

St. Peter

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