A bit more atonal/experimental.  I hope you feel it, because I'm pretty happy with it.  Recorded on zoom HS4

Lyrics:

Hanging mists of rain turn the streets to Earl Grey
You are on the doorstep, fingers move for condolences;
Don't look at me like that.

Dreary day at midway
You roll over, just to say
Time is a maze x3
Amazing we waters don't cry past the face.

In this city reigns a kingdom unbeknownst to most,
Symmetry in cobblestones
Teach my every sign of home
And say that time is a maze 
Time is a maze
Time is a maze
Amazing we waters don't cry past the face, past the face

Birth swelling, it's the season, you are in a basement
Lover's tremors wreck our reason, can't abide the treatment
All these foolish apparitions breaking all our legions

(repeat after part in 9)

Who's still lost?
Who still gets off?
(etc)


Empty lines at midday,
I left early.  Couldn't stay.
Your hands, they rest, devoid of drive
But you 
Always wake at the old II-V

Time is a maze
Time is a maze

When locked in mouth and vein, we're all children at the break of day.

Maze

Heidi and I improvised together on Thursday Oct. 24th at York University during this year's first Improv Soiree.  This is what we made.

Recording credit to Matt Brubeck.

Thanks to all who participated

Free Improvisation #1: Cassandra and Heidi

A co-creative free improvisation done by Heidi S, Pat Sloan and myself on November 21st 2013 at the Improv Soirée at York University.  Words by Edna St. Vincent Millay.

Love is not at all; it is not meat, nor drink
Nor shelter, nor a roof against the rain
nor yet a floating spur to men that sink
And rise, and sink, and rise, and sink again.
Love cannot fill the thickened lung with breath,
Nor clean the blood, nor set the fractured bone
yet many a man is making friends with death
Even as I speak, for lack of love alone.
It may well be that in some difficult hour
pinned down by pain, and moaning for release
Past resolution's power, I may be driven
To sell your love for peace,
And trade the memory of that night for food.
It may well be.  I do not think it would.

Lines may not be as Edna St Vincent Millay wrote them ^^ but I am writing from memory.  those are, at least, the words used

Sonnet 30 by EStVM

This was the first song I ever wrote and recorded
It was recorded in the Spring of 2009.
Yes this is five years old but it just felt like it should also be up here

Another Life: Written September 2008

Hey you there, let me tell you a story
There’s no fame, there’s no glory
Past the city to a suburban town
In the outer limits where the streets turn round.
All the way down to house 363,
In this home two kids live free
Alice and Thomas, both fifteen years
Only two weeks they been livin’ here.

Tom’s parents left him the place,
They’re gone for a month at an airforce base
Alice and Thomas been goin’ out for months
It’s a secret they kept, at lunch
They’d sneak outta school, couldn’t control themselves
Now after two weeks Tom turns and says, 

Oh Alice, what are we doing
What would people say if they knew
Oh Alice, I don’t wanna lose you
We’re lying to everyone and nothing’s true
Oh babe, I don’t know what to do.

Alice stands up, sweet as ever 
She says: “Tommy, it’s been forever
Since we talked about anything other than this So throw your worries away and call it quits.
I want you like I always do and
It’s up to us to pull each-other through.” Tom looks up while she’s talkin’ still
Appraises her like any boy will
His ragged t-shirt hangs off her shoulders
Hair still wet from when they showered.
Then she says, “nothing we can do but
Keep on hidin’, keep on fightin’...”
Suddenly, her tears are falling and
Alice says,

Oh Thomas, what are we doing
What would people say if they knew
Oh Thomas I don’t wanna lose you
We’re lying to everyone and nothing’s true
Oh babe, I don’t know what to do.

So together they sit, looking out a window
Examinin’ the vast expanse of trees
Up against the sky they see a bird,
“A hawk!” Tom says, “Oh my word.”
“It’s a sign!” Gentle Alice cries,
I guess this means we’ll move right on.
Wait a couple of years ‘til we graduate, 
When University comes we’ll know our fate. 
And never again will we have to say,

Oh oh, what are we doing, what would people say if they knew
Oh oh, I don’t wanna lose you, we’re lying to everyone and nothing’s true.
Instead, instead we can say,
Oh oh we know what we’re doing, 
Soon we’ll have lives of our own.
Cuz I love you
And we know just what to do

Alice And Tom- Live

Tuesday, tuesday, you started me so calm
But tuesday, tuesday, you ended too strong

I'm here, thinkin' about what you taught
How there's no way to show you all of my thoughts

Grassy eyes of dynamite
Tan hands on ivory light
On that summer night, you showed me where to put my fingers
Held my hand there
Made the note linger

Jazz Boy
Jazz Boy
Jazz Boy,
My poison

Here I sit at my eighty-eight note tool kit
Wishing for you to make this fit
Cuz no matter how I play the chords you gave me
This song is never 
In the right key

Jazz Boy
Jazz Boy
Jazz Boy
My poison
Poison...

Oh jazz boy, you never looked at me that way
My jazz boy just taught me
Taught me how to
Oh Jazz boy you never 
looked at me that way
My jazz boy just taught me
To jazz my play

I need you
Oh, I need you
I need you jazz boy
To make 
This song
Complete.

06 Jazz Boy-Live

A brand new recording, just because...
Check the fresh ending.  Pretty fun to sing

Human

A new one!

Once made, bed nice.  Take off those shoes
Too old for you
Doing what we do
Belt tied, hair tied.  Ready to face out
Pull back drapes show
Snow and morning glow
Hours pass, how long will this last
Hours pass are we going too fast
Oh, if we are, oh if we are,
Pull out your
Simile smile
Simile Smile 
Simile Smile
Simile Smile
Twice cursed, thrice calmed.  They say move on
But we say, let’s cave.  Bury me in snowcapped waves
Days pass; how long will this last?
Days pass, are we going too fast?
Oh, if we are… oh, if we are,
Pull out your
Simile smile
Simile Smile 
Simile Smile
Simile Smile
[Do you wanna be the best?  Be a guest while it’s fresh
We’re all guests in each other’s beds, guests in each other other’s beds]x2
Simile smile, simile smile
Simile smile, simile smile
 


Simile Smile

A new (ish) track with exciting Tuba line!
More to come.
Hope the lyrics are discernible.  

Cassandra Beauvais