Stitches n Steam

Tomorrow's Calling

TBF Dream Girl

Can't Be

Rough live acoustic take. 
Ozymandias to Barack -
Demagogues who commanded the flock... 
for a day. 
Their monuments and laws - 
Raised up and written then erased & forgot...  
washed away! 

Glass towers falling down 
astounded our eyes! 
Trumpet calls men out 
to announce a reprise... 

The crowds all doubt; 
no conscious man buys 
another clown dolling out 
another round of lies!

Tragically apropos to the day as Syria appears to be next in line as we serial-bomb the Middle East.

Night King

Fix You (Coldplay cover feat. Amy Duke, lead vocals)

Fever Dream

TBF Then Again

Working with the cadre of new slave drummers who were bundled with latest GB. Horrible stink when crate was first opened, but most of them survived the download and har frakkin shut it, aahzwhole. 

Discotheque Support

Beauty shines lethal through a melancholy lens." -Me, Just now

 From Mr. Hanson's transcendent album, Morning Phase.

Turn Away (Beck) - 7 12 14, 1.58 AM

This is done in tribute to one of my favorite songs from one of my favorite bands of all time. Such an incredibly compelling song I was moved to learn and record it myself, which is naively courageous and inevitably humbling, since there is no person on earth who could deliver it with the dusky, heart-rending grace of Eddie Vedder's sublime vocals.

Just - Breathe - (PJ Cover - 02 - 9 4 14, 4.42 PM

Original music being developed for a lyrical concept in the fleshing out process.

One Thousand Close Calls

Lyric is in progress, electric guitar still very rough. Loops to be replaced with original keyboards... this is a rough comp at best. 

Come Up

Swine into the Water
© 2011 Duke Hollister

Once I was strong
once I was clear
I grew where I belonged
I knew no fear

After so long
year upon year
youth nearly gone
fleeting and pure

so long since the calm
so long since the clean
so rage the fools psalm
o'r-ruled by his fiend!

[chorus1]
silent in the end
the damned unto the slaughter
quietly I send 
my swine into the water!
[x2]

pages boiling over
faith has slipped behind
bend my spine beneath 
the burden of my mind

skin is freezing over
blood keeps growing hotter
wretched and forgotten
cleanse me with your water

[chorus2]
silent in the end
the damned unto the slaughter
quietly I send 
my swine into the water!	 

[bridge]
I grip her wrist
her eyes are wild
have I done this
my brittle child?
waves collide
against our fists
the sea insists
but we refuse to die!!!

(music ran out here, but I definitely want to record the remaining verse, at least the 3rd chorus, for the sake of lyrical composition and narrative closure)

shaking naked in the night
we stand out in the pasture
reason now replaced with fright
damned to weep & wander

demonic cacophony
spiritual cancer
a legion mocking me
still I never answer.

[chorus3]
triumph in the end
as I explode with laughter
the pigs are in the pond...
and soon I'll follow after!

Swine into the Water

Slow Panic
©2013 Duke Hollister (with Chris Kifaya on guitar)

Living my Life in a slow Panic
I been feeling it coming on for so long

The

Like driving through the desert highway
before you know you're a thousand feet high
I look around I'm lonely as the bones 
rocks below & above the empty sky

Living my life in a slow panic
there's always something wrong
Living my life in a slow panic
the good times never last too long

Even when you catch me on a good day
then it comes around the corner
making my heart stop
I can't handle the shock
and I'm always holding my breath
waiting for the other shoe to drop!

living my life 
living my life in a slow panic,
living my life in a slow panic!

Won't you lay on down beside me, love?
Let me feel your heart beating
through the sheets...
I can't take this tourniquet
in my soul it hurts so bad 
and I need some relief!
Quickly...
Quickly release me from this -
Slow 
Slow Panic
It smolders in me like a fire
been driving me so mad so long
Now I'm worn out like a tire...

Climb to the top of the mountain of anxiety
can't find no way back down behind me...
I drop like a stone!!!
Like a stone.

Slow Panic

Former lead singer, This Burning Fall. circa 2010

Duke Hollister

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