This is an extra-special release for two reasons; the song was written for my first granddaughter Lanie about the time this picture was taken(seven years old, she's now nineteen), and this marks my first collaboration with gifted pianist Debra Buesking.  When I approached her with this song, she immediately loved it and the ideas came very quickly to her.  It was emotionally moving to hear her additions giving the song a sense of completion I felt it lacked.  Thank you my friend for sharing your abundant talent that graces this song.  You can hear more of Debra's fine playing and original arrangements:  soundcloud.com/debra_buesking

Cantalanie (special guest Debra Buesking, piano)

Top Of The Game- With Dirk Ködderitzsch

THE BREATH OF THE NORTH

If you could see inside my mind what is it you'd hope to find?...

And Joseph said Daad, 
I’ve got your sanity right here in my pencil case

There’s more to the eye             
Than meets the brain

I’ve said it before 
I’ll say it again

She was walking the streets
In the cool autumn air
The thoughts in her brain
Seemed to shine in her hair

Just like an add 
on YouTube TV

The spark in her eye                     
Sayin don’t skip me

You could buy it
Or Lease it
With low APR 
And Nothing to finance                 
               Not even a caaarr
                                             
 oh          ohhhhh   oh  
 ah bah bah         ahhhhh

   And No! this was real 
   her thoughts just flowed out 
   Like Miranda or Shakespeare
   On-a-wing-and-a poout
   
   I stood there and gaped
   My mouth hanging down
   The drool and the sweat
   
   A dumb founded clown

   How could her thoughts
   Be visible to me?
   Each clear & distinct
                               
   Like one, two, threeeeeee

 ahhhh hahhhh ha
 bahhh bah ba 

All these words Of hand written lice
They crawl up the walls 
And hit you just twice

The meaning    
The sounds

Are not what they seem
The concepts the pronouns

I whip them like cream

If I could see hers Could she see mine?
How would this play?
                            
What’s my next liine?

HOh ohhhhh hohhhhh 
ahh bah bahhhhhhhh

ahhhhh ahhh ahhhhhhhhhhhh

If she     
could read my mind

What
do you think she’d find?

Blue Skies 
or Acid Rain?
Smoke      
from a passing train?

Compassion 
in purple hue?                                              
A house         
with an ocean view?

oh huh hoohhhh
ah bahhhh bah
oh ohhhh hooohhh
        
A chair with a chicken leg?
                                                            
A thong         
or a hard boiled egg?

If you 
could see inside my mind
      
What is it     
you’d hope to find?
      
A faster      
than lightspeed car?
                                  
Cold fusion
inside a jar?

World peace 
and butterfly stew?                                           
Nice flowers and Jesus too?
Soft Linens and Battle cries?                                        
Greasy hair 
and curly fries?
Brass door knob, 
a poor beached whale?

hard copies 
of last year’s mail?

ohh ...

There’s more to the eye 
Than meets the brain

I’ve said it before 
I’ll say it again

Fizzledizzle 
Didgeridoo!

In Mind

West Beat

Stratocaster

The backing is a layered series of experiments in creating textures, primarily using the Noire piano. Helen then improvised a vocal performance we might describe as a dreamlike stream of ideas and motifs. After some initial hesitancy wondering what it was we were creating, we decided we rather liked the end result and thought we'd share it to the cloud.

Sparrow

The Mysterious Decibel - Deep Fried Heartbreak 💔

Part of an original music short series

Lyrics, instrumental, Vocals, Sounds, mix, song structure - The Mysterious Decibel

Vocal mix/master: Mark McClellan 

Listen to the instrumental here:
https://soundcloud.com/themysteriousdecibel/deep-fried-heartbreak-instrumental

Lyrics:
Why did you pull my heart right out of my chest?
Throw it on the chopping block with all the rest?
Dabbed them all in sauce, Cuz you said that's the zest!
The oil screams with the final quest!

To get the.. 
Deep fried heartbreak
A stinging flavor
Deep fried heartbreak
Am I my savior?
Deep fried heartbreak
We're all in the line
crystalizing, capsizing, going south of benign

I am the eater
The cheater
the breaker
the taker
The shadow of misery that meets your maker
Can you pick which one is yours?
No, cuz you're dead!
You were dead before
Now your heart is the dance floor
Down here where no water exists
I drink the tears of the broken, love fades in the mist
Until I slash out your heart, while I steal another
Manifest them all on the surface, smother them in butter!

Deep fried heartbreak
Deep fried heartbreak
Deep fried heartbreak
We're all in the line!

Deep Fried Heartbreak

Clean-Cut

Fifteen Minutes of Air

A joyful and unifying anthem of spiritual togetherness. The lyrics paint a picture of humanity as a beautiful and diverse "tapestry of gold," where every individual story contributes to a magnificent whole. The song finds its central theme in the idea of a "single thread" connecting all people, a bond forged through divine love. With its simple, powerful, and repetitive chorus, the track serves as a celebration of unity. Using imagery like "branches on the vine," it's an uplifting and declarative piece about dissolving separation and embracing the timeless truth that all are connected, together and forever.

ALL AS ONE

A Musical Journey of FlexHead
Best known as a local Northern California Funk Band, FlexHead and their sound have developed and grown in popularity since 2015. Influenced by the community, culture, and sounds of their hometown, they perform music that speaks to fans across the musical spectrum. Their signature style has become synonymous with a diverse collection of melodies and compositions. This Funk Band is on the rise, and nothing can stop them from achieving the success they work so hard for. 

Contact FlexHead at FlexHeadFunk@gmail.com