I can fly

Fredo’s Boat Ride

City of angels

Like anyone

Goodnight

Redemption

Brother of mine

Protect Dixie

Written by James Geer.  Were you thinking Enrico Caruso?

No words (inst.)

Written by James Geer

Inst.)

Turn off the music
Turn off the lights
Everyone’s leaving
Taking flight

Chorus:
Going home
We’re Going home
Everyone everywhere
Is going home

(Inst.)

I’ve been lucky
I’ve been blessed
I Never paid for
What I’ve confessed

Chorus (Inst.)

I never listened
All these years
Now the ballad 
Rings in my ears

When it gets real
And we see the light
If it’s all lemons
Will we take a bite?

Chorus

Going home

Written by James Geer

Lyrics:

One less sunny summer
Winter sounds it’s knell
I can feel the season change
Something in the smell
One less sunny summer
For our lives as well

Birds are migrating south
Trees are loosing leaves
Hibernating creatures
Prepare for winter’s siege 
Auxo and zephyrus 
the gods of summer grieve

Say goodbye to sunny skies
Say hello to gray
Walk out to the dumpster
Throw this year away
All in all it’s been ok
Many more I pray

People of religion
Your holidays are near
Focus on the love
Instead of hate and fear
Keep your loved ones close to you
And be of hearty cheer

One less sunny summer

Modulated A

Written by James Geer

Something is ascendant 
Details I don’t know 
Like a low vibration 
With the earth in tow
As I head home through the snow

In the Silence of November 
In the Stillness of the night
Music of the heavens
Animates the light

Celestial wheels are turning
I feel it in the air
Dreams and premonitions 
Allude to something there
Like the snow it’s everywhere 

In the Silence of November 
In the Stillness of the night
I’m walking in the darkness
Through Moonlit snow so bright

Silence of November

Cows (inst.)

Written by James Geer

She got a coal black cat
She got a 12 inch knife
She got a red hot mustang
She’s got the rock star life

Yeah She’s got it all
She’s a wrecking ball

She got the diamond earrings 
She got the long black heels
She’s making conversation 
She’s making secret deals

Yeah She’s got it all
She’s a wrecking ball

She gots the blood red lipstick 
She got the Corduroy suit
She got the cigarette burning
She’s Drinking absolute

Yeah she’s got it all
She’s a wrecking ball

Wrecking ball

Amalgam Jam (inst.)

Typewriter (Inst.)

Written by James Geer

Thanks, love. Was all I said
Thanks, love. Keep the change
Thanks, love. That alone was our exchange

Thanks love for the obvious affection 
Thanks love, thou we must part
Thanks love for leaving with me in my heart

I feel, absolutely fine
I feel, like I’m naked in the rain
I feel, like a valentine 
Like I’m drinking champagne 

I feel, like I can outshine
I feel, like I’m the rain
I feel like I’m a friend of mine
Like I’m drinking champagne

Thanks love was all I said
Thanks love was I insane?
Thanks love for walking with me in the rain

I feel, reborn and alive
I lay with you in my brain
I feel right and revived
Like I’m drinking champagne

Thanks, love

Trance 1 (Ambient)

Written by James Geer

The neighborhood blinks
With strung out lights
Warming our hearts
These chilly nights
Silver bells ring
And Carollers sing
A Christmas song

Mesmerizing lights
Beckoning me
A scatter of presents
Under the tree
Old fashioned tunes
Dean Martin croons
A Christmas song

Sugar fueled kids
Wasting no time
Tearing at presents
No reason or rhyme 
The muse gave to me
Absolutely free
This Christmas song 

Dishes in the sink
Wrappings on the floor
Christmas is over 
Is there anything more
I’ll Try to console
The hole in my soul
With a Christmas song

A Christmas song

Jeff’s bolero (inst.)

Written by James Geer

The Futures out there, coming soon
In fact it got here this afternoon
The past has passed now, gone and done
Smile

You’re not alone, or by yourself 
Not abandoned, on a shelf 
People love you, and have for a while
Smile

Time crawled, time stopped
Time got arrested
Cause Time got popped
Times been working on the end for a while
Smile

Smile

Written by James Geer

I’m Free to choose a key
Free to fall
To sing about nothing
To not sing at all

Free to get wasted
Free to get high
Free to get arrested
Free to try

drive my self crazy 
read myself asleep 
Free to be lazy
Free to be a creep

Free to watch a movie
Drink wine on the beach
Free to wear sombreros 
Free to eat a peach

Free to be happy
Free to be sad
Free to behave
Free to be bad

Free

Written by James Geer

Keep in mind to pace yourself
No matter what you do
You will need the wearwithall
And patience to get through
Look beyond the talking heads
To find out what is true
For you
Only you can choose your point of view

Treat each other kindly
In all you do and say
A tablespoon of sugar makes
The bad taste go away
If you can’t say something nice
Stay above the fray
Today
Be a good sport any game you play

Stop and smell the roses
On the path you choose
Life can be a mystery 
But there are lots of clues
You’ll arrive alive if you
Have paid your share of dues
Try to learn from every time you lose

Perseverance

Written by James Geer

RIP Ladimir Walter “Ladmo” Kwiatkowski  1928 - 1994

Super’s uptight
Gerald turned white
Up all the night
Looking for Ladmo

Gerald’s distraught 
Wallace is shot
Ready or not
Looking for Ladmo

Where did he go
What does he know
Both High and low, we’re
Looking for Ladmo

Show is at noon
Can’t spin a toon
Need a buffoon
Looking for Ladmo

Everyone quit
Can’t do a bit
Nothing would fit
Without Ladmo

Looking for Ladmo

Written by James Geer

I believe
Forget about tomorrow 
The beer is cold 
The bar is warm
It’s freezing outside
In the storm

I believe
Forget about a Monday 
The night is young
I’ve just begun
To feel myself
To have some fun

I believe
In heaven and it’s glory
Forgiving others
And myself
Choose a bottle
Off the shelf

I believe
In thoughtful contemplation 
Facing life
And Facing fear
I believe I’ll 
Have another beer

I believe
Immaculate conception
The son of man
The sage, the fool
I believe
The golden rule

I believe
You must believe in something
Rules for life
That you revere
I believe I’ll have another beer

I believe

Written by James Geer

Death won’t be here for a while
Oh no oh no won’t be here
Life will take you on a ride
And you can point the way
If you try, and
Time will change you and your friends
Around and move you
To and fro 

In the course of a day
It all happens so slowly
All we do think and say
Every heartbeat is holy

Death won’t be here for a while
Oh no oh no won’t be here
Think of someone that
You’ve touched with love
That’s all we can take with us, and
God will be there in the end
And show you secret news
Watch for it

In the course of a day
It all happens so slowly
All we do think and say
Every heartbeat is holy

Death won’t be here for a while
Oh no oh no won’t be here, yes
Death won’t be here for a while
Oh no oh no won’t be here, and
God will be there in the end
And show you secret news
Watch for it.

Secret news

Written by James Geer


4 Audible Instruments Macro Osc 2 (Plaits)
Each modulated for vibrato, timbre and morph by BogAudio llfos 
Each fed random Cmaj scale notes voltages
Each set to random waveforms/voices
Each routed through separate env generators 
With randomized attack and decay settings.
MSM Phasers added on 2 of the 4 resulting channels
Channels then merged and run thru Valley Plateau reverb.

Drums base and od guitars added.

Trance 2 (Animals)

Written by James Geer

Is
This a dream?
Have the bad guys 
lost and exited the scene?
Are
We ok?
Has this captured people
See the light of day
Everything is different today. (x2)

Say
Is it true
Does the eagle soar
Again in skys of blue
Just
As I pray
Hope and freedom 
Have arrived to stay
Everything is different today. (x2)

Different

Trance 3 (Nonsense)

Trance 4 (Windy Shoreline)

Lyrics

Smok pot
Smoke a lot
Burn a spliff 
With kief 
Toke a jay
It’s ok
Blaze a number
Today
Marijuana 
If you wanna
Take a hit
Of some shit
Hit a bong
Sing along
A Dionysian
Song
Burn some boo
In the loo
Got cheeba 
For you
Toke a bud
Like a stud
Smoke some trees
Till you wheeze
Toke hash
Have a bash
Consume 
Your stash
Burn some
Badass grass
In your
Favorite glass

Mary Ann (Cover)

Only very slightly evil hippy of the old tradition.
1 guy, strat, Yamaha acoustic. iPad. substances.
I’m no Conway Twitty. 😕
Listening pleasure proportionate to cannabis intake.

James Geer

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