Take your problems give em to me
Take your problems give em to me
I will heat em up
I will eat em up
I will spit em in the morning breeze
{eoc}

Being-a-step-ahead matters-little-to-those-who stepped a trillion steps 
and forgot what it meant to experience gravity
Poverty and tranquility and-all-of-the-states-of-being 
changed to energies we cannot see transcend the solar visual scene
Any time you blink your eyes you cut it off and see all the colors
But then your mind blocks as the inside of your eyelids
Because-you're-feeling-that-simultaneous the illusion is perfect
As though you're inside of your body and not just beaming into it


In the morning breeze you sit upright to rise up to the day
Know the possibilities are endless but your legs feel funny
Cross and uncross energies do not know where to go
Got to sit and write the tap tap tap will turn right into notes
When I improvise I connect my mind to all of those souls
Who passed their genius knowledge into musical tomes
I'm prepared for you to block out words that don't follow rote
But please consider music the message and just follow the notes
{soc}
I've experienced more than you can see
I've experienced more than you can see
Travelled in back in time
And to the end of time
You'll just have to take it from me

We experience so many pains from oppressors that blocks the ways
That god designed to heal our bodies and souls to be perfected
Put the plants on earth to guide our way to heavenly ascension
The garden of eden was in our minds and we're still eating the apple
Cain and abled disabled our minds deprogrammed and malfunctioning
Crunching numbers knowing there's a language we don't understand
But comprehended by chosen few who grew up worried to death about this world of
Blind fools asking someone to guide them to the promised land

I can say that faith and god have healed me
But god still grows the plants and funghieeee
Got to share what I've got
In your mouth, chew or joint
Plant spirit absorbed throughout your being


In the morning breeze

My family had a piano growing up. Then when I moved out I got a Rhodes Piano. I was equally inspired by both instruments when I started writing. Then I switched to playing guitar because of how hard it is to lug a keyboard around. 

Recently Roland finally made the keyboard I'd always wanted (a 61 key proper hammer weighted with proper piano and Rhodes sound) so I've started playing more piano again. I'm working towards enough material to do a 2hr show split between piano and guitar. 

This old track must have been written 11 years ago. 

Bloody Knuckles

Practice makes perfect. No where near perfect after 10 years but here is the skeleton we're building with. 

Background Noises Practice

Nude - Radiohead

A song I wrote when I was 16 about a true story

Bicycle Song Solo

For the unmotivated sack, listen to the track :) 

Sun Shines At Night

Out Or Inside

A ballad to us pot heads. Will be recording it with my band www.goodbomb.co www.soundcloud.com/goodbomb-co  but first here is a little demo I did with myself on keys and drums. 

September Harvest

Not much thought in this one - it's, like, postmodern. 

It's, Like, Postmodern

www.calgoodbomb.com

For all your museical needs. 

Cal Goodbomb

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