@geoavani-375952994: Ha, thanks Geoavani! Definitely not our typical style, it was a stretch and Nathan (the arranger and engineer of our duo) really made it work!!

Great job, Cabin of Love!!!!  Who is this about?  HAHAHAHAHA!!!

@jason-dean-kuban: Thank you Jason! What's ironic is that this is also a genre we know next to nothing about - for me, too, it was all about the poetry but it felt like these words just had to be spoken not sung - I think it could be done better by someone more familiar with dance/electronic or even rap/hip-hop, but whatever, it was fun to make :)

Unbelievable. Do you remember Timbuk3 / pat mAcdonald? ("my future's so bright....") Somehow that seems relevant here. Probably because I think this track has that level (or more) of universally memorialized moment-in-time-ness. I love love LOVE your delivery, goodness gracious. And of course the lyrics, brilliant even before I heard the stone-cold, cowgirl-on-a-mission deadly accuracy. Thank you for raising the bar, even if now I'm gonna' have to get a really really tall ladder.

I love how you managed to increase the scariness of the lyrics with the delivery and the sound. Also loved the surprise of hearing something so different vocally/musically from you.

Loved it!!! Felt the vibe all the way through. Very nice delivery. Glad I heard you guys!!! Keep it up!!! ~Rodney

This is a simple song about the loss we all face during our lives.

That's Why The Ocean Has To Cry

As usual, this track is under creative commons licensing. Please feel free to take it and run with it if you so desire! 

My finger's on your pulse, America, I've got you by the throat
I say what's on my mind, that's all it takes to get your vote
I make the cameras flash and the crowds roar
I excite you, entice you, leave you panting for more

What's my name? Say it louder
What's my name? Say it prouder
Feel the fire, feel the power
I'm a demagogic tower
I'm the savior of the hour
and you love me
no matter what I do
yeah you love me even more
when they tell you not to

You're an angry adolescent raging against the machine
I'm a millionaire maverick in a limousine
and you believe in me when I say I'll make you great
You'll disown your family for me 'cause you never liked them anyway

You're burning up with fever, there's a beam stuck in your eye
but you don't want a doctor, just want me to keep you high
Here, let me strip off all those bandages and salt your open wounds
and trust me, I'll be here to seize you when you swoon

Pulse

a big thank you to my dear friends: Josema for the title of this song and Cecilia for the cover <3

lyrics:

After dreaming
came across this feeling of loving you.
Sudden needing,
it talks without speaking to you.
Give it meaning,
say you won't leave this place without me.
After dreaming
morning is leaving without you.

After breathing
my heart's on the ceiling for you.
Skip its beating
just to make you feel this way too.
And I am keeping
these words alive in a dream
so after dreaming
you'll be the one to come through.

My lungs are bleeding,
a kiss is creeping on the floor.
Am I healing or am I
sitting outside your door?
Your face is freezing
in the back of my mind, I should know
how to leave this,
two steps in time before you're gone.

Your hand is leading
the way I'm walking alone.
After sleeping
I'll still believe we're not done.
Give it meaning,
say you're not the same when I'm gone.
But I'm still dreaming
as long as I'm with you all along.

After Dreaming

I wrote Departures [https://soundcloud.com/kent-aitken-386794022/departures-song-a-week-2020-week-4] when I was setting up to move; I'm book-ending it with this the day before I head home for the summer. Erin [https://soundcloud.com/erinwolf] was right; I think I have travel on my mind.

*****

When we are tired
And need to lay down
Count time to the tide
Come back to this place

When we are older
Bring me to the water
Set time all aside
Back where I was born

Bring me home, to tie it together
When memory is worn

At the end of the evening
At the end of the warm night
Bright with my brothers
And the families they made

Where our mother is buried
We water the flowers
Somehow they grow
When we're far away

I like to think they need our attention
Even when we only make it home rarely

Bring me home, to tie it together
When memory is worn

With a sigh
For the seasons and lives that pass by

When I am ready
Bring me to the water

The Water - Song a Week 2020, Week 29

“Edit That Part Out” (#405, 201021)

The stars were shining the moon was full
Your hair was silky in the twilight calm and cool
We traced the water step by step
Beside the harbor when the world had gone to bed

And it was epic like a movie
When a perfect ending turns it all around
Never mind all the ways you fooled me
In the memories I edit that part out

Our days were golden our nights were sweet
There was magic in the moments in between
We kissed the rain drops in the summer glow
And in winter we made angels in the snow

It was worth it the years of hoping
Picture perfect up until it all went down
Forget the fact that my heart was broken
When I think of you I edit that part out

Every autumn around November
I could let regret surround me even now
But I choose not to remember
When I think of you I edit that part out

Week 43a - Edit That Part Out (201021)

“Burn That Bridge When We Come To It” (#406, 201021)

Everybody knows when it rains it pours
Over both my house and yours
The clouds got a silver side of course
I’ll lead you to the water on my deadbeat horse

Get the ball rolling when it’s in your court
Got a second wind right before the storm
A little bit brighter than the darkest dawn
To make a real long story short

Let’s not and we’ll say we did
Gimme’ the doubt of the benefit
It ain’t over ‘til we taste our own medicine
But we can burn that bridge when we come to it

Rainin’ cats and dogs on your parade
To have to hold to let them all eat cake
Apples and oranges keep the doctor away
Devil’s advocate wins the race

Let’s not and we’ll say we did
Gimme’ the doubt of the benefit
It ain’t over ‘til we taste our own medicine
But we can burn that bridge when we come to it

Cut the mustard with the straw that breaks
A camel light when the ship has sailed
Sticks and stones going down in flames
The early bird saves the day

Week 43b - Burn That Bridge When We Come To It (201021)

Beyond Belief (A Sunday Drive) 
by Erin Wolf, Laurie & David Easterling 
© 10/18/2020 Little Chute, WI and Oak Ridge, TN 
“... for children, play is serious learning.” ~ Fred Rogers

Riding through the mountain park
Backseat of the family car 
Loaded up with sleepy kids and snacks
Daddy spins around and cries
I drop my book in my surprise​
Hey kiddo look out there it might attack

Take me for a Sunday drive
To see the autumn leaves 
Remindin’ me why we’re alive
Magic beyond belief
Do you see that shadow in the mist? 
I think I hear a dragon hiss
Jackie Paper can’t be far behind
But all I see is a giant tree 
Wait did it wink at me?
Is it a real dragon or all in my mind

Take me for a Sunday drive
To see the autumn leaves 
Remindin’ me why we’re alive
Magic beyond belief

Mermaids swimming in lagoons
Werewolves waiting on the moon
Is there a unicorn behind that tree?
Phoenix rising to the sky
Clouds of fairies floating by
Am I truly seeing what I see?

Take me for a Sunday drive
To see the autumn leaves 
Remindin’ me why we’re alive
Magic beyond belief
Magic beyond

Beyond Belief (A Sunday Drive)

First three lines are Robert Frost's. 

*****

Some say the world will end in fire
Some say the world will in ice
From what I've tasted of desire
And while I'm sorry for the funeral pyre

Those who hold with fire pray
The rain will come and douse the flame
Forgetting hardened hearts of man
Who hold the oceans in their hand

Fire's a mind all of it's own
In time it gets out of control
So when it gets too late to halt
It feels like the fire's fault

But when the world will end in ice
Someone has to make a choice
To lay down in a wintered spring
And to take the blame for everything

So walk the world at the end of days
Past histories that leaving made
The world is full of heroes, burned
And villains into statues turned

While we all can learn from time
And say that we would want the ice
In time we are revealed as liars
Everyone would take the fires

Fire And Ice  - Song a Week 2020, Week 44

Lyrics:

Along a star across a wind
Protagonist voice escalating 
Like windchime tornados
She felt his hand
And the electric heartbeat
Her heartbeat synced across her hand into his
The stars were made of sherbert
And the sunset blossomed iridescent versions of vibrating guitar strings
Surrounding the moon in a million birds,` made of cray pas
Their oil pastel feet pointilizing the sky with blending colors
An array of palettes and promenades of swirling dreams
In the dream she awoke to tell him
She was a bird in the dream
And it felt so real
It felt so real
It felt so real.

Under oceans, sensors begin detecting bioluminescence
And heat vents full of paradoxically native alien life forms
They speak to the living submarine and encourage her to enter the heat vent
Upon the entrance, their tiny ship rumbles and clatters
Fear and excitement radiate in the cabin of the submarine
What is deeper than the deepest sea?
What happens when you drift past the sea floor?
They find small humanoids dancing in saunas heated by the sea floor vent
Their skin is rainbow glitter and their fashions or fur appear to all be various colors of crushed velvet and large metal beltbuckles shaped in spirals
The humanoids are not afraid of us finding their spa world
They marvel at the cold ship and suddenly form one rainbow being
The crew can only sense this humanoid collage as something resembling collective consciousness
And the crew feels great peace as the rainbow being oozes into all the cells of their crew members

Suddenly the crew wakes up to find itself floating towards Epsilon Eridani
A planet with a star much like Earth’s and they don’t understand how their submarine has become a starship.
When they realize they are so far from their home planet of earth, many sob, many scream
They realize how much gratitude they forgot to share for their homeland
The beautiful earthworms they remember from gardening the lush Wisconsin soils
The clay underneath this topsoil
The way the winter air can become so crisp and the sun can shimmer along snowdunes
The smell of lavender leaves
And the pictures of their mother holding them as a baby
Somewhere a star is dying, but its light remains alive, dancing across the star worlds
To one day greet us with another dream, another inspiration, another song....

Edit That Out- Song a Week

Words & Music (c) Darren Baxter 2020/2021

The Moment Seizes Us

In my palm
A pumpkin seed
Stories long ago
On her ankle
A rattle made of seeds
While she dances slow
Songs from long ago
Carry the seeds across the wind
And under the deepest snow
And under the deepest snow

I’m just planting seeds
Remembering how the story goes
Three sisters singing proud
To carry the story on

In my palm
A sunflower seed
Fell out a spiral disc
Her mom was 12 feet tall
And she cleaned the soil
To bliss
They found the shells 
In ancient sites and sacred ruins
And we sprout the seeds 
As the frost begins to thaw

I’m just planting seeds
To carry the story on
Three sisters singing out
As our justice grows

onward, upward to the sky

Seeds

Acoustic folk, indie pop and the occasional rock&roll explosion all marbled together into original songs performed with pleasure.

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