Words I wrote one sunny Summer day in a park about not giving a shit.

I'm lying in the grass to take a break from lying to myself.
I'm climbing a tree to experience the wind in the vein of a leaf.
I'm wearing no shoes to feel the life beneath my feet,
Even though it's mostly cold concrete.

I have tamed the nature of the beast,
Through appreciating the untameable beast of nature.

They say that knowledge is power, but the more that I acquire,
The more I feel defeated.
When you no longer possess desire, you can bypass the mire,
Unfurl your wings and explore the horizon.

I have tamed the nature of the beast,
Through appreciating the untameable beast of nature.

I know a lot of people who will call me mad,
For my holistic approach to not being sad.
But if you pay attention to what I'm trying to convey to you,
You'll see it doesn't have to be just a fact of life, it's true!

I have tamed the nature of the beast,
Through appreciating the untameable beast of nature.

We all arose dripping and confused,
From the same bubbling pot of pre-meditated soup.
So I don't know about you, but I'm gonna do exactly what I want to do,
'Cause I'm just passing through.

I have tamed the nature of the beast,
Through appreciating the untameable beast of nature.

And if you believe that this is not how I'm meant to be,
Well to that I simply say: I guess we'll see.

Naturalisticism (8-Track Demo)

A song that appeared after that time when I couldn't sleep so I walked beneath the freeway into the city.

Maybe I'm ahead of my times,
Maybe you've got nothing to lose,
Maybe, baby, I'm losing my mind.

Maybe you're stuck trying to prove,
To the world that you mean a thing,
When in reality, honey, you're just a bird with a broken wing.

God, I want to know your mind,
Don't even want to make you mine.
Just want to know your mind,
'Cause then I'll know why.

You chose to abide,
By the accursed manor of hedonistic vice,
In which depraved egotists reside.

Where people go to lose their heads,
And they worship Dionysus 'til they're done and they're dead,
But please, my darling, don't you lose your head.

God, I want to know your mind,
Don't even want to make you mine.
Just want to know your mind,
'Cause then I'll know why.

So enjoy it while I'm still here,
'Cause somewhere in this long, dark night,
You'll awake to find, my dear, I've disappeared.

The lights of the city will keep,
The stars out of sight,
The sky stretches on, not a bird can even take flight...

God, I want to know your mind,
Don't even want to make you mine.
Just want to know your mind,
Don't even want to make you mine.
God, I want to know your mind,
Bowie said you're religiously unkind.
Just want to know your mind,
'Cause then I'll know why.
'Cause then I'll know why.
'Cause then I'll know why.
'Cause then I'll know why.

I'll never know why.

Religiously Unkind (8-Track Demo)

Excuse the click of my jacket's button on the back of the guitar; I was cold.

You can dress up however you like,
But the music never lies.
The truth is a liquid that drips between the lines,
For you to find.

Actions speak volumes more than words ever could,
And your actions tell me,
That you're thinking something good.
Or does that just mean I misunderstood?

Words are just sounds that don't mean a thing.
Until your mind takes them in and spins,
Them into something more,
Than you could ever believe.

You are the personification of your personality.
Nothing is infinite and so in lies the quandary,
Should you really believe,
All you hear and all that you see?

Reality is.
It's a talking point because I'm talking about it now.

We all get so wrapped up in our own lives,
That we forget there are other people walking by.
So why not look up for a while,
And make contact with an eye?

Forced adoption is the fucking worst!
It defeats the whole fucking purpose!
Instead of arguing,
Why not just simply ask why?

Things always seem to need to be done.
Is the next note really the most important one?

God damn, is this a mind I know?
It's a matter for inductive reasoning, though....
But optimistically,
Is certainly a way to go.

If you stand far enough back,
And look at what came before,
Does there really?  Actually?  Gotta be more?
When you can savour the view before you hit the floor?

Things always seem to need to be done.
Is the next note really the most important one?

Talking Point (Phone Demo)

Sounds from an imaginary place outside time, where I can say lots of things without really saying anything.

Photo: Briannagh Clare Photography

Unshackle The Temporal Outlier (8-Track Demo)

A li'l set live from Club Voltaire recorded by putting my phone on the stage.  Modern technology.

I Feel Ok
Crycopharyngeal Spasm
Disallusion
Literal Therapy
Talking Point

Photo: Briannagh Clare Photography

Voltaire 1102

This was a Christmas present for a special someone.

Having fun fucking around on a Friday night.

I like the phrase:
"Pretty Hazy Daze"
'Cause it can be interpreted in many ways

I'll put a bit of time into the flow
You make it so easy to just let go
If laughing with you in moonshine, then let's stay up all night long

Suddenly existing doesn't feel so restricting
And when the crowds make me feel so alone
Just slide on in,
'Cause you feel like home

I love when you describe to me
The scenes you've seen beneath the sea
You've seen the world and all that you could be
But still, you choose to waste your time on me

Suddenly existing doesn't feel so restricting
And when the crowds make me feel so alone
Just slide on in,
'Cause you feel like home




Babu (Live acoustic demo)

An allusion to disillusionment.  A song about wanting to quit society; feeling alone and pointless and sans a place to be.
(I'm sorry that it started so rough)

I'm sorry that my eyes are green
I'm sorry that the warm light froze cold
I'm sorry the illusion shattered
But I filled the cracks with gold

And I'll be fine
I'm better off alone for now
I wish somehow we could be alone together
But I don't think that's allowed

And he'd much rather sing you a song than buy a bottle
And he'd rather hear a story than sit hear and frown
And he'd rather just know your name and sit in the rain
Because he knows he'll never drown

And he'll be fine
I'm better off alone for now
I wish somehow we could be alone together
But I don't think that's allowed

Some of our souls are too old for this shit
We're waiting for the world to grow up
But the minority agrees that we're not where we need to be

Away from the Pavlovian masses
The only solace I can find
Is where the illusion shatters
Is inside my mind

But I'll be fine
I'm better off alone for now
I wish somehow we could be alone together
But I don't think that's allowed

I don't remember forgetting anything
And that's one thing you'll never be,
Be able to convince me of the contrary
I don't agree if you don't mind

But I'll still be fine
I'm better off alone for now
I wish somehow we could be alone together

But I'll be fine
I'm better off alone for now
I wish somehow we could be alone together
But I don't think that's allowed

'Cause I don't think that's allowed
No, I don't think that's allowed
And I'm just thinking out loud
'Cause I don't think that's allowed

And he knows he's no one
But don't you wish he cared?


Disallusion (Live acoustic demo)

A sneaky Beck cover I did whilst setting/warming up for a recoding session.  Testing out a new microphone, too.  Coughs and sniffs = I'm still sick.

Lewis Reidy-Crofts