I find you in damp burning air...  Bent over and pumping a well.

DIMINISHING Returns

Gogh

OldSpice LandFill Part 1

I'd sing about missions in warp bubble time

Wesley 1.0

WingTips 349

TouchTime

Bond and Hard Day's Night inspired instrumental letter to my kid

HIG Kiddo o 7?  - Instrumental Demo

We can never show enough solidarity ...

The Tough

Puti jumps on Ukraine
Joey breaks his Bank
Scholtzy lose the oil
Greta calls our Prank

Scholtzy moves to sunshine
Spinning pinwheels too
Xi Da owns da blades & Panes
Oh Bother what to do?

Jia Chong gets Joey’s Moula
Scholtzy’s skies are clear
Puti smashes satellites
And Donny blows hot air

Ohhh bother
What’s a mother to do?

Oh father

So I lay my head on Daddy’s lap
And Mother sings to me:

"Hush a bye don’t u cry
Go to sleep you little baby
When you you wake you’ll have cake
And all the pretty little horses"

She sings,
"Oh darlin don’t u know?

When the going gets tough
The tough got to go"

Go to sleep

Go to work

Go to heaven
Go to jail

Go get take-out

Go to hell

Oh Xi Xi, 
Oh Puti, 
Oh Donny & Mitch,

Oh mommy and daddy,

When the going gets tough

The tough got to go

The Tough

GEtting lost in piano and voice slowed WAAAAY down

RunUP (To DIMINiShIng Returns) 0.22

If you could see inside my mind what is it you'd hope to find?...

And Joseph said Daad, 
I’ve got your sanity right here in my pencil case

There’s more to the eye             
Than meets the brain

I’ve said it before 
I’ll say it again

She was walking the streets
In the cool autumn air
The thoughts in her brain
Seemed to shine in her hair

Just like an add 
on YouTube TV

The spark in her eye                     
Sayin don’t skip me

You could buy it
Or Lease it
With low APR 
And Nothing to finance                 
               Not even a caaarr
                                             
 oh          ohhhhh   oh  
 ah bah bah         ahhhhh

   And No! this was real 
   her thoughts just flowed out 
   Like Miranda or Shakespeare
   On-a-wing-and-a poout
   
   I stood there and gaped
   My mouth hanging down
   The drool and the sweat
   
   A dumb founded clown

   How could her thoughts
   Be visible to me?
   Each clear & distinct
                               
   Like one, two, threeeeeee

 ahhhh hahhhh ha
 bahhh bah ba 

All these words Of hand written lice
They crawl up the walls 
And hit you just twice

The meaning    
The sounds

Are not what they seem
The concepts the pronouns

I whip them like cream

If I could see hers Could she see mine?
How would this play?
                            
What’s my next liine?

HOh ohhhhh hohhhhh 
ahh bah bahhhhhhhh

ahhhhh ahhh ahhhhhhhhhhhh

If she     
could read my mind

What
do you think she’d find?

Blue Skies 
or Acid Rain?
Smoke      
from a passing train?

Compassion 
in purple hue?                                              
A house         
with an ocean view?

oh huh hoohhhh
ah bahhhh bah
oh ohhhh hooohhh
        
A chair with a chicken leg?
                                                            
A thong         
or a hard boiled egg?

If you 
could see inside my mind
      
What is it     
you’d hope to find?
      
A faster      
than lightspeed car?
                                  
Cold fusion
inside a jar?

World peace 
and butterfly stew?                                           
Nice flowers and Jesus too?
Soft Linens and Battle cries?                                        
Greasy hair 
and curly fries?
Brass door knob, 
a poor beached whale?

hard copies 
of last year’s mail?

ohh ...

There’s more to the eye 
Than meets the brain

I’ve said it before 
I’ll say it again

Fizzledizzle 
Didgeridoo!

In Mind

A recent event brought me to this song.  1st take, completely stream of conciousness... Hope it doesn't happen to  you too.

DayJob '22

Born in the year of the Monkey
Turning my whole world around

Oh Darlin 
Monkey Love

I sing this song for you
From the dark spaces of mine
You always pull me through

Our Song has no words
It's just too complex
But ohh Monkey Love

I just love you

The curves of your back
The strength of your mind
The smoothness of your skin

The fullness of your lips
Puckering    for a kiss

The Brown of your eyes
The tint and the tone

ahhh

Oh Monkey Love
My Monkey Love 

I just love you
❤

Monkey Love

I bought this children's guitar at GoodWill for less than $15... I put $6 worth of good nylon strings on it.  And then I just played it.  Maybe I'm out of line... especially since I set the levels too high when recording it.  But there's something about this recording: I guess beauty is in the ear of the beholder...

Children's Goodwill Nylon Guitar W Levels Too Hot

Sometimes musical skill constraints impose simplicity.  Not sure about the results, but I did what I could do...

RunUP (To A Love Song) 2

What ever happened to bike messengers and their buzzy cool urban assault?

Back before Mountain Bikes and the Internet              
There were the roadies and the messengers 
And there was tension,                                    
Us coming from different socio economics     
And personal sensibilities                                     
I like to think that there was mutual respect    But maybe    it was only one way ...    

Messenger runnin runnin the road
weaving and dodging
packing the load

your heart is sound
you pump 
the grit 

your soul 
it pounds
it pounds 
Intrepid

when you slither past cars
stalled at the lights

when you burn the reds
buz, speed and fright

and freight 
and weight
walky talky calves

the buzz of the burn
the draft of the haves

the draft of the haves 
carbon mono gray
the draft of the haves 
just a wheel away

From the pack

away away 
away from the pack

just a wheel away
away from the pack

pounding on steel 
chain and grease
just a wheel away from the pack

the shades of the night
bouncing off the road
in the mid noon glare
of a beat car’s hood

you slouch on a wall 
spiked hair and esspresso

I stare out through
windscreens
waiting at still

sitting in plastic 
Grease
and steel

just a wheel away from the pack

just a wheel away from the pack

away  
away from the pack

But are you off the front?
Or are you off the back?

Messenger runnin runnin the road  
wheeling and dodging  
packing the load

Messenger

A caring message from a concerned human

Now that our leaders are working on world war 3
I'd like to share

Something I think I see

This isn't a protest
Or a call to arms

Just some friendly words 
For the righteous
The marginalized
The straight and queer

And I know you're not asking

I see now
The only thing that moves us
People

Is fear
And threat

If a bomb drops in some faraway land
Does it make a sound?

So here we go

When you step out at night
Under the cold starlight

Look out!
Look out!

Achtung!
Fais attention!
Look out! Look out!

You don't know what's gonna fall out of the sky
Might be a satellite 
It might be a nuclear missile
It might be drone fire
It might just be some smog in the air
Or Covid 19
Be careful when you breath!

Xiao Xing!
Xiao
Xing!
Look out! Look out!

(look out)

Your children are sleeping quietly
But you know better
You know what might be coming

(look out) (look out)

The whole world's awake now
Our eyes are open now

(Take care everyone)
(Peace)

Across The World

From time to time I've felt this way... and meaning to write a song about it.  

Hope you don't overly empathize, but if you do, I'm with you in spirit (as are many others I'm sure).  Please take a breath, know you're not alone and remember that it's darkest before the dawn.  Stay well. ☮ .  I'm Done.

Lyrics follow:     Done

I'm tired and I'm dyin

(Nyah Maan Ohoo Ow
Ah Ow)

This life is...
It's pullin on me

It's pullin on me

...

I'm Done!
I'm Done!

(I'm tired and I'm dyin...)

No fuckin way
I'm So STUCK

... 

What ya want me to do?

What ya want me to doo?

W T F !

Oh ... It's reasonable But I'm not doin that

I'm Done

Man.  There's no sense kickin a dead horse
If it's down 
It's down

...

It's down

Done

I Can See Clearly Now -  Sam Cooke Cover

When your ma turns eighty five, it's time to write her a song...

Happy Birthday Mom

Started with a chain
And then a line
Twist and Braid
Soul becomes Twine

One Soul; one awareness
Greater than the keepers
Who nurture & weave it along

Each being unique
Happy Birthday song

Happy Birthday song

Our soul thrives 
From life's first dawn
Your parents 
Their parents passed it along

And now at this still point
Our soul is yours and mine

Happy birthday Mom
Happy birthday to you

(duh duh duh duh duh.  duh duh duh duh dun ... [bad to the bone ringtone])
(Hello?   Hello? ... [that's my mom, just sayin])

Happy mother's day too

And many more

Happy Birthday Mom

I imagine when 50's Patriotic Parents sang reveille... Well kinda:

INVADERS-

CALLING ALL CARS
CALLING ALL CARS
TEND TO THE BEINGS,
INVADERS FROM MARS

THEY COME IN PEACE
WITH OXYGEN BUNS
THEY'RE TWISTING OUR KNOBS
CLOGGING OUR GUNS

CALLING ALL CARS
FALL BACK AND DEPLOY
THIS ISN' T A  DRILL 
NOR CHEAP COMMIE PLOY

THEY'RE RUBBING OUR BACKS
THEY MAKE S00THING SOUND
OUR WORLD'S IN THE BALANCE
THEIR LOVE KNOWS NO BOUND

THEY’RE COMING 
THEY’RE COMING
DAMMIT THEY’RE HERE

THEY’LL KEEP US FROM DRINKING
THEY’LL BUY ALL OUR BEER

THEY’LL FUCK WITH OUR MINDS
THEY’LL KNOCK ON OUR DOOR
THEY’LL STREAMLINE OUR LIVES
PLUG IN OUR FLOOR

WE MUST RESIST THEM 
WITH ALL WE CAN MUSTER
KICK BACK AND BUST’EM
BUST’EM UP BUSTER

CALLING ALL CARS
CALLING ALL CARS
TEND TO THE BEINGS,
INVADERS FROM MARS

CALLING ALL CARS
FALL BACK AND DEPLOY
THIS ISN' T A  DRILL 
NOR CHEAP COMMIE PLOY

INVADERS(;-)! !)

If you can tell me what this song means please let me know... 

Scrubbing Bubbles

meme bars 	  cream cream  obscene dopamene         scrubbing bubbles
germ dream 	  come clean 	contraband ampersand 	scrubbing bubbles 
shaving cream scrubbing bubbles 		pipe dream Steam Clean
dopamene 	  scrubbing bubbles 

outerspace hyperspace 	Nebuloid 		I got lost 		Hear me?
spatial myopia 			Planetoid 	        in the stars 	        in the fucking stars
woops in your brain 		desert gray
sweaty sky

I'm a doctor pie in your face
Not a packoid

suck the new low tar
filtered pacifier

in your face  in your place

Scrubbing Bubbles

Always one of my favorites from the Stones.  When I had the chance to "learn" it I jumped at the chance to get my take on it out there.  Peace!

Sympathy For The Devil R.Stones Cover

Night on the Sea 

Breeze at fifteen
The hours before dawn
My clothing is warm
Waves & moon urge us on
		
Open gloved hands 
Grip the leather bound wheel
Helm gentle and firm
The path that we steer
 
Chasing a Star
Red Binnacle Glow
Off watch crew
sleeping below
                    
Chute’s full & curling
3 quarters up the luff 
If there’s more to life… 
Well… this is Enough                                                           

In that moment
Rushing with Gaia
Mammalian breath
whispers in our wake 


But still I’m 
Standing on a Whale
Fishing for minnows
Dining on minnow
I wish for whale

Eyes turn to flashes
Closing from the horizon
20 knot dolphins
arrive alongside

I drive and wonder
About Love and Desire
All of it 
Born on the blue

Of Mind and matter
Of breeze and fire
In constant motion
Sails held on a clew

Dreams are tid bits, 
post cards and mail
Sent by eternity		
From beyond
This sparkling night on the sea

But still I’m
Standing on a whale	
Fishing for minnows	
Dining on minnow
Wishing for whale

Standing on a whale
Fishing for minnows	
Dining on minnow
Wishing for whale...

Night On The Sea

Not my favorite Bowie but the first I learned to play... kind of ;-)

Rebel Rebel - dbowie Cover

Roll On Columbia Woody Guthrie Cover take 2

BMoth Original.  Inspired by an Eminor original fameuse (sp? gender?)

Digue Deux Point Zero

Zep inspired climate song.  As tu vu mon visage perdu?  L'as tu Vu?  This version is in English but if you want to hear my original lyrics check out Digues Deux Point Zero.

Levee 2.0

Spilt Milk

Got DOG?

Got DOG ?

Cover of the single that launched Natalie's solo career.  A personal favorite.  This version in the original F# minor key.

Carnival Natalie Merchant Cover

Gramps L.Moth and his buddy Scott Floyd on Harp doing an L.Moth original circa 1937.

MAGIC HAT

Emotive musician Wannabe. All feedback (good, meh, don't quit your day job) and collaboration invitations welcome. Thanks for listening!

B.Moth

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