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STONERJAZZ

Life Lessons from the Rock

Music : Janne Hennie & Little Man Project
Vocals & lyrics : Janne Hennie

All forgotten heroes who gave us so much
Who fought, suffered and died
We will never forget what you have done
So much you have sacrificed..

Too many people doesn't seem to care
Forgotten the story behind
Everything you did, so we could have a chance
Everyone should keep it in mind..

Young people often have thoughts about things
But easily forget who they are
They often chase status and wealth
Want so bad to shine like a star..

Did they ever think about what you did
So we could have a future and live
All you sacrificed, so we could take a breath
All you lost , all you gave...

We are so lucky to be here today
Thanks to the courage you showed
I feel so honored, humble and safe
My heroes, you made me so proud..

Too many people doesn't seem to care
Forgotten the story behind
Everything you did so we could have a chance
Everyone should keep it in mind..

So all forgotten heroes who gave us so much
Who fought, suffered and died
We will never forget what you have done
And so much you have sacrificed

So lets raise our glasses
And make a salute
For heroes, you know who they are
We´ll never forget the heavy truth
In memory of all forgotten stars!

All Forgotten Heroes W/ Janne Hennie

Feeling Good (2023) Anthology CD5 Track 18

Music: Little Man & Janne Hennie
Lyrics And Vocals: Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix: Little Man

Lyrics:
I wake up this morning
Had a good nights sleep
Get ready for the day
With good energy
The phone rings
It is you
Want something from me..

You keep pushing my power button
You ain't nothing but a thief
Whenever I have some energy left
You suck it out of me
You never stop
Never give up
I'm almost empty, can't you see?

I have to hide my power button
So you won't find it again
Will not answer when you call
Won't call you friend
The only times you make contact
Is when you want something from me..

I will use the rest of me
On what makes me feel good
What gives me energy
And don't suck it out
So don't call me anymore
You get nothing from me..

You keep pushing my power button
You ain't nothing but a thief
Whenever I have some energy left
You suck it out of me
You never stop
 Never give up
I'm almost empty , can't you see?

You keep pushing my power button
You ain't nothing but a thief
Whenever I have some energy left
You suck it out of me
You never stop
 Never give up
I'm almost empty, can't you see?

My Power Button

El mundo.mp3

Over Easy

I’m singing in my favorite key                                       
You know the one, the major G                                    
To keep things easy                                                       
Over easy                                                                           
I’m strumming fast like Johnny Ramone
Although my singing’s kinda monotone
Let’s keep things easy
Over easy

How do you like it                                                           
This life we have become
Some scrambled, some hard-boiled
Some rich omeletted ones.
My shell is cracking
I got a piece stuck on my tongue
Half-baked is so much better
Than completely overdone
Over Easy                                                                          

I once was a complicated boy
Put on a suit and threw away my toys
So much for easy
Over easy
Rebel rouser solely in my mind
That’s why I’m dazed and dizzy all the time
Feeling queasy
Over easy

Chorus

Bridge-  You got some egg upon your face                       
              Wipe it off and stay in place                                 
              There ain’t no time to break on through                    
              Step out of line, this ain’t no joke                         
              Fuck it up and poke your yolk                              
              If it can run, so can you                                        

I’m singing  in my favourite key
I’m singing in my favourite key
I'm singing in my favourite key…you know the one,
you know the one,  you know the one
Over easy …over easy…etc…..



Over Easy

LONG WAY ROAD
Music by Vlasis Metaxas
Musical arrangement by Overdrive

Long Way Road (featuring Overdrive)

Go All The Way

The future's uncertain, the end is unclear
There'll be songs unsung, new foes to fear
I don't know if we got another 40 years
Or 40 days to rock n roll.

You could die like Janis or live like Keith
Pay penance for the excess with survivor's grief
Embrace your madness and their disbelief
You can rock, you can roll

Chorus

You can go all the way
Go all the way
No turning back
Move ahead, attack
As you go all the way

But I'm still stranded in the jungle of my common sense
I keep the tiger at bay by living future tense
"Never get out of the boat", Fredrick Forrest says
As the cameras start to roll

Yeah you can die like Jimi or live like Keith
Keep sailing till you land on a safer beach
But our  fate and the future's always out of reach
Will you rock or will you roll?

Chorus

Like the Rolling Stones 
you could last a hundred years
But don't forget poor Brian Jones 
Swallowed deep those poolside fears
It could go either way
Life, death and bad swordplay
A single lunge and thrust could steal your time.

The future's uncertain, the end is unclear 
The trophies and the troubles bound to disappear
Turn around to find the same old worries here
Not much rock and too much roll

You  could die like Janis or die like Keith
alone or soft surrounded by survivor's grief
A tale to tell tomorrow, taste their disbelief
As you rock, as you roll, as you…

Go all the way
Go all the way
No turning back
Move ahead, attack
As you go all the way





Go All The Way

Lyrics:

In a smoke filled room
Powder burns on your face
Tear drops wash away
All the pain of yesterday
Got to be a better way
To make it through today

Run, run , away

Recorded using Logic Pro..slate mic..Gibson Les Paul gold top…Warwick fretless bass..

Powderburn$

This is a bit of an experiment. Just me and my guitar recorded on my iPhone 16 pro.
Link to. video below.
https://youtu.be/4lXvHYD5VAA

All It Takes is A Smile (+ video)

Brand new track and first for 2025. Song called "Universe fuzzing"
Taken from my upcoming full length synthwave album (2025) that will be called "Ultraviolet Cosmos".

youtube link: https://youtu.be/16y888BdiZI?si=rikRzRdc4swOOSyx
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lyrics:
Feel the heat while you're moving around
Feel the beat while you're turning around

there's no wheels for stoping, only thin air poppin


Feel the warmth of the grinding machine
feel the heat from the earth beneath

there's no time machine to revert it, only the future u gotta face it


See these raylights that are flashing, all these memories are crushin' 
all these voices are buzzin' the whole universe is fuzzin'


Read the signs for the future unfold, 
learn from the past and let your dreams on hold

there's no logical planning, only sane present that is running.
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(p) & (c) 2025.

Universe Fuzzing

Cast of Characters:
~Mark F-- @mark_f_2019 -- Ibanez EBH1005MS modified three string bass guitar, composition
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Gibson Les Paul electric guitar end solo, production, and mix
TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– Fender Telecaster foundational rhythm electric guitar
J.J. Terrell–@j-j-terrell – organ and synth
Cgmaness – @user-419254289-15129531 – Chris – electric guitar
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara -–Ken–drums and percussion
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1 –- PRS SE semi hollow body wah guitar, and ooh aah vocals at the end
This song began as a bass composition recorded as a stem by Mark. He named it after a hang out spot he and his friends used to go to as teenagers to drink beer and smoke bowls. He shared it with JJ, who turned it over to the Eclectic Collective so that we could have our way with it. However, Mark didn't use a click track to record it, so when he sent it to us, Ken had to come up with a drum beat based on Mark's structure, to which Mark then redid his bass part. That takes a lot of imagination on Ken's part when we do something that way.
    The first one of us to lay down a part for it was Chris, who added some really freaky textural guitar. Ken was next up, completing the rhythm section with his mighty drums. Ken then redid his part to better match the bass, thus completing the rhythm section with his mighty drums. Then, Stephen laid down the gritty, underlying rhythm guitar that runs throughout. Josh was up next, adding his melodic wah guitar to the mix. JJ came along soon after and laid down the magical synth that runs throughout. Last, but not least. Tez dropped the fiery solo towards the end. 
  Once the music was all laid down, we thought it could use some oohs and aahs at the end, so Josh recorded them as a five part harmony. However, choosing to only use the highest thee parts in the song, our expert producer on this one, Tez, decided to make a coda out of all five. So, stick around for a treat at the end!
  This is the third song the Eclectic Collective has done as a collab with Mark F. He's a very talented solo bassist, whose other music worth checking out on his page, as well. We hope you enjoy listening to this song as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Pryer Manor (Eclectic Collective with ~Mark F)

Definitely the last track from my second lyric notebook, 1979 original. 

I was a little worried about this because ot the weak melodic nature and relying on an instrumental bridge. Each verse was broken down into two sections, The second section being a chorus with varying lyrics..... or vice versa, I suppose. Lyric below.

Used one of my Suno personas (Randy Matrix, I love that name) to set the genre and style and was very pleasantly surprised by the approach. Hope you like it.

Title: The Things You're Saying Now

[verse1]
Bear in mind, what you’re doing to me,
When you say the things you’re saying now.
It’s a fact, there’s no going back,
I don’t like the things you’re saying now.
Baby you mislead me, 
You had me believing you,
I never saw thru’
All your lies.
I was blinded by a broken promise
Now all I get are Alibis

[verse2]
You don’t care, what you’re doing to me,
If you say the things you’re saying now.
Don’t dispute, I can hear the truth,
When you say the things you’re saying now,
Baby I loved you
Just like in the movies,
I thought you really needed me.
But I was a fool to believe what you told me,
At last I’m beginning to see...........

[bridge, extended musical solo]

[verse3]
I’ll survive what you’re doing to me,
Just forget the things you’re saying now
I’ll get by without too much trying.
I’ll forget the things you’re saying now.
I’ll get by,
Don’t really need you,
I know I’ll convince myself soon.
You’re not unique, not the only girl out there,
We’ll both sing the same tune.

The Things You're Saying Now

Live in Munich .. opening for .. Willy de Ville  !

Music   (git.voc.)  Hubert Stytz
Lyrics   Pee Gee

I was waiting for the midnight-show
In a place called  "The Spanish Rose"
I thought that s the way I like it
Let the red vine flow
As the curtain opened slowly
The lights were dimmed down low
The main attraction of the evening
Let the tension grow
She appeared like an avenging angel
With a bright but deadly smile
If looks could kill I would have died
Unable to move for a while

She left me behind in a fever
Tempting but out of reach
Like a " Joie De Vivre"
With a bitter taste in it

She danced the best flamenco
I had ever seen before
When her dress accidentally touched me
I was ready to ask for more
She moved like a heavenly creature
A hot bit of stepdance encore
When her skirt accidentally touched mie
I was ready to beg for more

She left me behind in a fever-  My Spanish Rose !
Like a "Joie De Vivre"
With a touch of flamenco flair
She left me behind in a fever. My Spanish Rose !
My Spanish Rose !

01 Spanish Rose                  Stytz/Pee Gee

A little rap, hip hop, electronic mixed with some double bass for dat ass.

Why Not

life lesson by Sleepaway Camp 1983...Ricky rulez...Bill not so much....
Brought to you by the letter Ch as in cheesy

Why do we fight? All this eye for an eye                     
 Insults and put downs, saying things like “Eat shit and die”   
 We could have better manners                        
 Maybe just forget and forgive
 To paraphrase the Buddah, 
we's all got to eat shit and live….          

Now Bill and Ricky they could not get along              
Sleepaway campers 
Best part of this song
Teenage tigers going tit for tat                                    
Their words like weapons, how they spit and spat 

Juvenile expressions of excrement
Odorous impressions of discontent
Swallowing their anger using bathroom wit
We’re all gonna taste it one day

Bill said,“Eat shit and die Ricky!”                                 
Ricky said, “Eat shit and live Bill!”                               
Bill said, “Eat shit and die Ricky”
Ricky said, “Eat shit and live Bill”
We’re all gonna eat shit and live

Your hands are getting dirty, they will not come clean
After taking a dump in life’s Mensch-Maschine
No soap for your sins, for your body or face
Swallowing now, you won’t enjoy the taste

Billy and Ricky well they know the score
Baseball battles like love and war
Winners and losers, forget all the rules
And mangé la merde
Well that’s French, you tool

Bill said,“Eat shit and die Ricky!”
Ricky said, “Eat shit and live Bill!”
Bill said, “Eat shit and die Ricky”
Ricky said, “Eat shit and live Bill”
We’re all gonna eat shit and live

Perchance to dream                                                       
Perchance to wake                                                         
Lick the icing off your cake                                           
Happy Birthday boy                                                       
We’re glad that you dropped by                  
Now here’s some shit, it waits for you                         
Like Bill and Ricky you’ll be tasting it too                    
But will you live or will you die?                                   

Bill said,“Eat shit and die Ricky!”
Ricky said, “Eat shit and live Bill!”
Bill said, “Eat shit and die Ricky”
Ricky said, “Eat shit and live Bill”
We’re all gonna eat shit and live


words: Hand On The Rock/Jonathan Tiersten/Robert Hiltzik
music:  Hand On The Rock





          



Eat Shit and Live

Our first attempt at a folk-rock epic. This was a lot of fun to write and record - it represents the warm front where our musical influences and what we individually bring to songwriting meet straight down the middle.
Influences for this one include: Lynyrd Skynyrd, Low, Fleetwood Mac, American Analog Set and others. Hope you enjoy! 🎸🎻🤘🏽

Eclipse

Dysfunction In My Function                        

There’s dysfunction in my function
There’s a mess inside my mind
Got a crack in the foundation
Too much water in the wine
Gonna stake out, break out,  give up the ghost
Take no prisoners, leave my post
There’s dysfunction in my function
Please be kind


There’s dysfunction in my function
There’s a bug inside my brain
Wired for sight and sound, I hear
The beauty and the pain
As they shake it, break it, keep turning those screws
I'll hammer out this message
Excavate it for you
There’s dysfunction in their function
They're all the same


            So if you want to build it with me
            You’ll have to settle for my carpentry
            Trying to fix it using string and glue
            Embrace the madness, let it fall on you
            Forget those money back guarantees
            Construction stalling with apologies 
            Climb out of the rubble
            Try another point of view

There’s dysfunction in our function
There’s a war within our world
Forget conjunction junction
Too many lonely boys and girls
If you wait for perfection, you'll be stalling too long
Rolling your eyes at this bedroom song
There’s dysfunction in your function
There’s dysfunction in my function
There’s dysfunction in the function
 Of this world



            

             

             




Dysfunction In My Function

Cast of Characters:
E Ruizzo-- https://soundcloud.com/ruizzoidman21centurions --Manuel-- composition, lyrics, Squier Stratocaster electric guitar, vocals, mix, and production
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- piano, accordion, and horn
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– Jose Ramirez nylon stringed flamenco style guitar, and mastering
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums, percussion
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – four string Fender Precision Bass bass

This song began all the way back when Manuel was 16 and found love that summer with a girl named Carmen. He remembered her, though, and wrote this song about her all these years later. The title of the song means "Your name has the song," and the lyrics spell out the girl's charms using the letters of her name. Check out the lyrics and the translation below. 
  Using that inspiration, Manuel came up with the song structure and the vocal melodies to a rudimentary drum track with his electric guitar. He then asked Josh if the group would be interested in taking it on. Josh, never being one to refuse a challenging piece of music, and always on the lookout for interesting musicians with whom to collaborate, accepted his kind offer and created a project for the rest of the Eclectic Collecitve to join. He started the whole thing off by adding his bass, to which Ken added his innovative drums, to which Josh redid his bass, as is the typical process in the EC.
  Next up was JJ, who you'd think he'd grown up with Spanish music the way he added the horns, accordion, and piano. Then Stephen stepped in and added his psychedelic and intricate acoustic guitar to the stew. 
  It was all done, except for the mix at this point. Manuel did the honors, and did it very expertly. Stephen mastered it to give it more volume and dynamism, too, as he always does. 
  This was the first, but we hope not the last, time the EC has collaborated with Manuel, although we're all fans of the incredible music on his page. He was a true delight to work with, giving honest, encouraging feedback and helping us shape his song to meet his vision. We hope you enjoy listening to this song as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Original lyrics by E Ruizzo:

TU NOMBRE TIENE LA CANCIÓN  /  YOUR NAME HAS THE SONG

Qué es una lágrima en el desierto?  /  What is a tear in the desert?
Cae sin ruido, se evapora y se olvida.  /  It falls without noise, evaporates and is forgotten.
No tiene tiempo de brillar, su vida  /  It has no time to shine, its life
es corta y su camino tan incierto…  /  is short and its path so uncertain...

Ce del calor del desierto y su sol,  /  ‘C’ for the heat of the desert and its sun,
a del adiós por el que lloré tanto;  /  ‘a’ for the farewell for which I cried so much;
erre del río que forma mi llanto;  /  ‘r’ for the river formed by my crying;
eme de miedo, de magia y de amor.  /  ‘m’ for fear, for magic and for love.

E de esperanza, de espacio rosado,  /  ‘E’ for hope, for pink space,
de espina clavada, de suelta emoción;  /  for stuck thorn, for loose emotion;
ene de noche de un tiempo pasado.  /  ‘n’ for night of a past time.

Carmen, tu nombre tiene la canción  /  Carmen, your name has the song
de todo aquello que has significado:  /  of all that you have meant:
Carmen de luz, de sonrisa y de adiós.  /  Carmen of light, of smile and of goodbye.

Tu Nombre Tiene La Canción (with The Eclectic Collective)

my futile attempt at transcendence despite the wise teachings of Ram Dass (aka Richard Alpert), whose insightful words bookend this song


Get Lost  

Gonna take a trip inside myself                                                
To find serenity
It’s not a place I know so well
But it’s where I’m taking me
I start this meditation
Close my eyes and count to ten
Lose myself and take a breath 
Repeat it once again

I get lost, get lost
Then I think too much and grok it up
My mantra just got tossed
Get lost, get lost
Conscious seething, breathing
Got my toes and fingers crossed

Drive the coast to Big Sur
A former hippie way
Timmy Leary, Dicky Alpert
What do those mushrooms say?
Well, Timmy went to prison
And Dicky changed his name
And me I go in circles
I can’t understand my brain

Get lost, get lost
Albert Hofmann’s in the kitchen
He can cook that secret sauce
Get lost, get lost
I wanna reach the 5th dimension
Go beyond my permafrost
                                                                                         
OOHH  the infinite beauty
OOHH the infinite me
OOHH the intoxication
Oh don't do don't do
 just be…. Let It Be

Ram Dass, the Dali Lama
Baba is my name
Yogacise don’t moralize
I play the Buddah game
Psilocybin take me higher
Mother Earth I feel her near
Holds me in her sunshine
I dissolve and disappear

Get lost, get lost
Then I think too much and grok it up
My mantra just got tossed
Get lost, get lost
I wanna reach the 5th dimension
Go beyond this permafrost



Get Lost

a remake I did last night of a classic song

LAST KISS (COVER/REMAKE)

TALKIN’ TO THE BIRDS
Well, I might as well be talkin’ to the birds
At least, then there’s no mincin’ words
‘Cuz when it comes to you an’ me
All we do is disagree
And I might as well be talkin’ to the birds

And I might as well be walkin’ up the creek
Now, I know the meanin’ of up sh*t’s creek
‘Cuz when it comes to my money
You just take it all from me
And I might as well be walkin’ up the creek

Do-do-do-do-do-do, do-do, do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do-do, do-do, do-do-do

‘Cuz when it comes to my money
You just take it all from me
And I might as well be walkin’ up the creek

And I might as well be slippin’ down the slide
‘Cuz livin’ with you, honey ain’t no joyride
‘Cuz all you do is piss an’ moan
And then you moan an’ you groan
And I might as well be slippin’ down the slide

Do-do-do-do-do-do, do-do, do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do-do, do-do, do-do-do

Yeah, all you do is piss an’ moan
And then you moan an’ you groan
And I might as well be slippin’ down the slide

Hey, little birdie, what’s the good word?
I said, Hey! Little birdie, what’s the good word?
You’re as free as you can be
Givin’ hope to humantity
Hey, little birdie, what’s the good word?

Yes, I might as well be talkin’ to the birds
At least, then there’s no mincin’ words
‘Cuz when it comes to you an’ me
All we do is disagree
And I might as well be talkin’
I might as well be talkin’
Yeh, I might as well be talkin’ to the birds. 

© 2025 Renee La Chapelle – All Rights Reserved


TALKIN’ TO THE BIRDS

Robert DeNiro  

Watching movies back in 76                                       
We all dug Taxi Driver                                                    
See the people how they’re passing him by
"Hey Sport How’s Iris?"
Pushups, pullups, alone in his room
No more pills for his body
He’s organized, his muscles are tight
Training to be somebody

Are you talkin’ to me?                                                     
Well, I'm the only one here
Are you talkin’ to me?

I wanna be like Robert DeNiro                                     
He was my Raging Bull, my anti-hero                        
Resonated with all of us weirdos
I wanna be like Robert DeNiro       

On those Mean Streets, shufflin’ his feet
He don’t trust anybody
Maybe not the best way to be
He wants to be somebody
You saw what happened to poor Johnny Boy
"We don’t pay Mooks" and that’s that
“Now's the Time”, then a shot through the void
Somebody’s paying him back

Are you talkin’ to me?
I think you're talking to me

I wanna be like Robert DeNiro
He was my Raging Bull, my anti-hero
Resonated with all of us zeros
I wanna be like Robert DeNiro   

You never got me down Ray   
Better to be king for a night     
Than a schmuck for a lifetime  
I always preferred Godfather 2 
I think it was because of you    
Hey Robert projecting to that little world of mine  

We both grew older over the years
Not so serious lately
Middle age and those Senior fears
We're getting grey and less shapely
You served me well then, back in my youth
Now it all seems so hazy
Let's travel back, take a New York trip
And hang out with Scorsese

Are you talkin’ to me?

I wanna be like Robert DeNiro
He was my Raging Bull, my anti-hero
Resonated, reverberated with all of us weirdos
I wanna be
Maybe you wanna be
Nobody can be like Robert DeNiro

Robert DeNiro

Teamed up again with my amazingly talented friend Mahan💀Mahan who did all the orchestration and engineering on this Song--
Lyric and vocals by Stonerjazz

The captain and his crew
were weeping as they knelt
upon the steps., outside the palace foyer
Righteous warriors every single one

Reflections of the sun
children of the other
the protectors of the mother
humble in their confidence of failure
unaffected by the outcome
broken hearted with the truth
grieving for their youth

And yet their heads held high
fighting tiny battles
in anticipation of something Better

its the inner not the outer
its the quiet not the shouter
its the powder not the pistol
its the battle not the score
its the boatman on the water
and the sparkle on the river
and the distant glimmer from the shore...

Captain And His Crew With Mahan💀Mahan

LYRICS
I dreamed someone was waiting
On the platform when I got there
I rubbed some dirt from off my shoes
Put a comb through my hair

But no welcome home
So good to see you again
And I was alone
In the rain

I looked around but nothing had changed
It was the same
No cheering crowds no shaken hands
No hero's back again

But no welcome home
So good to see you again
And I was alone
In the rain

Instrumental

But no welcome home
So good to see you again
And I was alone
In the rain

Outro

The Hero's Return



Feb 11 1963....Death of Sylvia Plath... 62 years ago... 
Florida Dawn reference found within the pages of  the Bell Jar her only novel
Sylvia Plath reading a portion of Lady Lazarus opens tune...

Florida Dawn

All that we touch                                       
Turns to dust                                            
The flesh gone frantic                              
The ink upon the page                         
The idea stays                                         
Reading pages of Plath                            
Such a sad aftermath                               
I picked up those letters                             
And sprinkled some bits on your grave       
See love where it lays                                 

That February spinning round                       
Breath is getting thin                                     
Sit and watch the ocean tide                         
Centuries crashing in                                     
In the Florida Dawn                                        
Another episode of cruel                                
The leader and the ones lead on                    
Who's playing tricks on who?                          

Rain begets rust                                           
Turns steel into dust                                     
The flesh gone static                                    
A chemical tease for the brain                    
Why did you read her again?                          
She did a Sylvia Plath                                 
Climbing into the bath                                    
I'll spare you the details,                               
the end result was the same                       
Minus the fame                                            

Now everything is spinning round                 
In this space I'm in                                       
I sit and watch the ocean tide                        
All those centuries crashing in                       
In the Florida Dawn                                       
Replay your episode of cruel                            
The leader and the one lead on                    
Who's playing tricks on who?                          

I walk these words and find myself              
Where you said you'd be 
I walk these words to where you ought to be                            
But there's only me                                       







Florida Dawn

some pessimistic rantings about the sorry state of the planet with help from some of the original Star Trek gang...all the clips taken from the episode City on the Edge of Forever...great episode about time travel..very well written, profound,funny and sad.....  DeForest Kelly as a delirious Dr McCoy delivers a masterclass in overacting...

You!! What Planet Is This?

Captain Kirk can't preserve our federation
You better beam him up Scotty
Politicos, polluters and corporate power players
All flash and fake and shoddy
Paranoia, planet-panic
My fear, it multiplies
Like McCoy trippin’ out on Cordrazine
A raging question plagues my mind

You! What Planet Is This?
Phasers set to stun
World come undone
One step from the abyss 
You! What Planet Is This?
From greed to gun
Real-life science fiction fun

Mr. Spock can't wave off, our project in illogic
Better beam him up Scotty
Frustrated with the intellect of all us human players 
As we destroy Earth’s mind and body
Patriotic ploys gone frantic
Terra firma fools collide
The air impure, thoughts incorrect 
Edith Keeler must die

You!  What planet is this?
Take a leap through time
Try to save mankind
From the march to the precipice
You! What Planet Is this?
Silly Star Trek song
Hope I got the ending wrong

Run Run DeForest
Run Run Doctor Run
Run through the cities 
With the maniacs and moneyed ones
Run Run Children
Run Run Children Run
You better Run
Run

You! What Planet is this?
Third from the sun
You know, the violent one
Exploding in our midst
You! What Planet is this?
Watch the lights go out
As we twist and shout








You!!!  What Planet is this?

This year is the 50th anniversary of the ABC Movie of the week Trilogy of Terror- It was 3 chilling adaptions of 3 short stories written by the great sci fi author Richard Matheson. The late Karen Black ( not only a wonderful actress,she was also a great singer and songwriter) starred in all 3 of the features playing 4 characters.  As 12 year old kids of course we were the most horrified and terrified by the final story Amelia - a  story about  a demonic warrior doll that comes to life and starts attacking poor Ms. Black
here is a youtube link to Amelia the third story in the Trilogy of Terror ( 24 minutes)-https://youtu.be/hjr0ziHwraw

 Starts out pretty chill but the last 10 mins of that film were very intense for us in 1975 ..we kids couldn't sleep well for a few nights .. I wrote the song as an homage to the story/movie/Ms. Black ( she didnt really like the movie) as well as using the story as  metaphor for the demons that live in us all
my electric guitar playing scared the dog as usual
hope my silly song does not scare you too much
3 short clips from Amelia are spliced in there


Karen Black And That Creepy Doll Attack

The hunter and the hunted
The virtue and the sin
Inside of every creature
Light and dark reside in them

Zuni Hunter Fetish Doll
The puppet seeks its prey
That TV movie freaking out
Us kids back in the day

Trilogy of Terror
The duality of man
Unrestrained we let our monsters roam
On which side will you stand

The camera films a gruesome tale
Shag carpet bloody scenes
Kitchen knives and voodoo jive
A f$%ked up figurine

Karen Black
And that creepy doll attack
Wish I coulda been there
To pull it off her back
Karen Black
She ain't coming back
He who kills, all screech and shrill
Has got her mind hijacked

Break

The moral meets the message
Let fight defeat the fear
Repressed regret you can't forget
Like finger pricked by spear

She can't smother, drown or stab it
Or burn it up you see
When she locked it in a suitcase
It escaped eventually 

Take the hate from your heart
And turn it on its head
Or like the Zuni wooden doll
It hunts you down instead

Stand up against the doubters
Don't doubt the space you find
Ignore those dirty demon dolls
Who scream inside your mind

Ms. Karen Black
Why does she smile like that
Her Zuni fate, she sits in wait
Her Mama will get whacked
Karen Black
Such a creepy doll attack 
Quadruple billed her acting thrilled
My half century flashback

Karen Black
Karen Black and that creepy doll attack 
Karen Black 
Karen Black and that creepy doll attack

Karen Black & that Creepy Doll Attack

There’s a treasure down deep in this garbage can
To find it, plug your nose, feel the dirt on your hands
Just remember that they never really understand 
Your personal Rosetta Stone

