Screen Time © Chris Wiggs 28.07.19
Artwork © Chris Wiggs 28.07.19

V1
How will we get through the
Thousands of hours of our 
Lives here on earth
So long since our birth
V2
What are we thinking as
Torrents of words pour all   
Over our minds, leaves us 
Dazzled and blind
M81
Got to look, see how the time flies
Got to look, laugh till you cry
Got to look, but it’s warm like a hug
Then, somebody said, “It’s a drug”
Ch1
Need, screen time
Plead, screen time
More, screen time
Roar, screen time
V3
Palms sway on breezes
Waves lap on beaches 
But they’re on their own
They can’t beat the zone
V4
Lost to the voice that’s
So better placed than
Poor reality
Poor reality
M82
Got to look, it might be for me
Got to look, it’s important, you see
Got to look, what did I miss?
Only a life, by an inch or a kiss
Ch2
Need, screen time
Plead, screen time
More, screen time
Roar, screen time
V5
Long in the future
When they come looking
To see where we went
All those messages sent 
V6
Over and over
Those voices in unison 
Crying out loud
The same feral howl
Ch3
Need, screen time
Please, screen time
More, screen time
Roar, screen time

Screen Time

”I Thought About You”, arr. by Jonathan Kreisberg, composed by Jimmy Van Heusen

Hollywood

BLACK APPLE

I wanted to try new things. I started writing a pure electronic song but ended up with this 😉.
I don't know if my inspiration is back, but it's my fastest job 😋. I am usually very slow 🐌.

This song may not be my best but I like it. I wanted to make something lighter with some optimism but also a little melancholy.
I spent part of my childhood in the countryside. Each new day was the occasion for a new adventure.

I hope you'll like it. Thank you for listening🙏

Homeland

I guess I've been hopping around the Cloud long enough to be influenced by all of you. This one is pretty strongly influenced by the bucolic musings of the Cloud King, Chris Pellnat @pretentiousmusic.

From Wikipedia: "Mud daubers are not normally aggressive, but can become belligerent when threatened. Stings are uncommon." To this I can relate.

Dirt Dauber

Dirt Dauber, Dirt Dauber
There’s work to be done
There’s no time for fun
In the sun

Dirt Dauber, work harder
Your larder is bare
Nine spiders despair
When they’re stung

Jittery lady
Adobe architect 
A potter, an artist of mud

It’s all for the baby
A tinge of regret
Your life, a labor of love
 
Work faster, you master 
Of plaster matte walls
Waddle and daubing your halls
 
You flickering onyx
My spindle waste friend
Slaving away til the end

Your moment is coming
You’ve almost arrived
Your masterpiece nearly complete

All in awe we applaud
And with tears in our eyes
As you fall from the skies to our feet

Dirt Dauber, Dirt Dauber
There’s work to be done
There’s no time for fun
In the sun

Dirt Dauber, work harder
Your larder is bare
Nine spiders despair
When they’re stung

Dirt dauber you martyr
A lamb to the slaughter
Why bother? Why bother?
Why bother? Why bother?

Dirt dauber you martyr
A lamb to the slaughter
Why bother? Why bother?
Why bother? Why bother?

Dirt dauber you martyr
A lamb to the slaughter
Why bother? Why bother?
Why bother? Why bother?

Dirt Dauber

Throw It Away (Embodiment EP 2020)

A remake of an old one from the 80s, main guitars and vocs are live recording with two mics in the room, then some overdubbing. Part of our new recording sessions where we are both remaking some old songs on the new, better equipment and recording some new songs as well. We'll keep posting as we go. Morry and I are both singing on this one. Slowly working through the mixing and mastering on the Tascam DP24. Hope you enjoy these.

I’ve Been Dreaming

Naked Eye Astronomy 
(Words and Music by David Stephenson 2020)

If I ever really lost you, I would have had to find you
But the haystack hid the needle
And the needle moved around and around
From town to town

The approach, the collision, the after-parting
Seemed over before it even started
From my position it seemed to last a long, long time
A long, long time

The convergence of our orbits
There's proof it really happened
From nosey neighbors and naked-eye astronomers

Boil it down to the brain stem
Neuropathy, a friction
Were the sparkles a mere  figment
An illusion, pure fiction
Pure fiction 

The convergence of our orbits
There's proof it really happened
From nosey neighbors and naked-eye astronomers

They say it was over, before it even started
They say it was over, before it even started

Naked Eye Astronomer

A philosophical treatise on the perception of being (possibly)

Momentous sax by Jon Ogara (https://soundcloud.com/allopenelectrics)

All moments pass, not yours to choose
Which to keep and which to lose
Which to save for a rainy day
Which to bury far away

For more photographs see 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vNYwDHQgydM and https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lQ1ADA7lNy8

Moments (a C÷M track)

Just like writing songs.

Downloads are still free.

youtu.be/jzjPkzL7tqQ

Chris