Reposts - November 2022 Edition

Now we start to beep and we're hanging with our robodatchi friends
We start to rokkunroru do the robodatchi dance again

We robodatchi this
We robodatchi that
I want a robodatchi
Want a robodatchi cat
Me and bobodatchi best friends until the end robodatchi

Come on let's start the music
Do the robot with a robodatchi
Come on let's all cut loose
Do the robot with a robodatchi

Robodatchi
Rokkunroru

Now we start to blaze and we're smoking with our robodatchi friends
We start to rokkunroru do the robodatchi dance again

We robodatchi this
We robodatchi that
I want a robodatchi
Want a robodatchi cat
Me and bobodatchi best friends until the end robodatchi

Come on let's start the music
Do the robot with a robodatchi
Come on let's all cut loose
Do the robot with a robodatchi

We roll the robot joint
We light the robot joint
We pass the robot joint
We smoke the robot joint

Robodatchi Rokkunroru

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Big blue day heralded an arrival. this is the arrival.

Hear the leviathan's monologue as it lumbers ankle deep across the sea, ego slowly unfurling like a chant of prayer flags waving in the clouds. Hear it stop and splutter as it makes up religions and gobbles migratory birds, hear drums of devotees from far scoring its passing through. witness also the final inhale before the chant is spoken like a chant should be and time convulses in loops.

head In the cloud!

All Music By Me

Cover photo by Achim Scholty (Pixabay)

Special thanks to Dani Ford and Kahlan Davis

Howl At The Moon

Three of us were 17 years old. Don was a little older (The Complainer) 
A BOOMBOX RECORDING
Rob Cassano - Drums
Ron Snyder - Lead Guitar
Joe Storino - Bass
Don Williamson - The Complainer

DISFUNCTION (LIVE 1978 JAM) Cassano-Snyder-Storino-Williamson

What I could have been, washed out by the salty sea, oh it is just a dream, a dream that's obsolete. 

What a place to be, a place where you can go and see, the things that you could be, all that you could dream. 

Now you'll never know, anywhere's the way to go, oh, It's all for the show, now you'll never know. 

Washed out by the sun, this sun is just the current one, the bun that traps the fly, now you wave goodbye. 

Just wasted on the sand, wasted in a foreign land, wasted like you planned, you wasted all your hands. 

Time it ticks away, ticks away another day, the days they will not stay, the days they go away. 

What I couldn't see, washed out by the salty sea, reminds me of the time, I searched but couldn't find. 

A scar that fades away, reminders of the former days, the days that fade away, the days they often change. 

The salty sea imbibes, more than you would care to mind, you're full up to your eyes, the salty sea revives. 

Salty Sea

Inspired by a young woman standing up to hypocrisy in a BBC political question time...

Remixed, reworked and extended, Nov 22

TALK TO ME

talk to me, talk to me I’m right here
i used to be distant but now i’m so near
look at me 
i once was blurred now I’m clear

how can you say you don’t know me
don’t you recall what you told me…

i was invisible now I can see
you were untouchable, how did that feel?

talk to me, talk to me, tell me no lies
lay your hand on the table and show me your eyes
the truth is unsettling it blows your disguise 

how can you say you don’t know me
don’t you recall what you told me…

i was invisible now i can see
you were untouchable now you are real
i was invisible now i can breathe
now i can feel
you were untouchable, you were untouchable…

talk to us, talk to us
through grinning teeth
we can see you are smiling
we know what it means
wherever you broadcast
reception is weak

how can you say that you know us
don’t you recall what you sold us

we were invisible now we can see
you were untouchable now you are real
we were invisible now we are free (can feel)
you were untouchable now we are, now we are….

Howl At The Moon

Benjamin Nix