“The Phone Recordings” ￼InTraffic￼ is about the modern day The 2020s as a whole. This is featuring Eyeday & Michael Watson￼. Coordinated￼ by HAZPAIN.  

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“Acoustic guitar live phone recording”

“This is a phone recorded album”

“Cover Art by HAZPAIN”

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You Should See Me in a Crown

Too Many Words was included in the top 30 list for the CONTEMPORARY POP DANCE Category of the 2022 Australian Songwriting Contest. 

I was thinking one day about how my songs are wordy.  I had the thought that I could write one that was mostly the words "too many words" and would have far fewer words than most.  Naturally irony prevailed and "Too Many Words" probably has too many words.

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Chorus 1:
Too many words
Get in the way
Of all the clever things
I was planning to say
Too many words
Over the top
I know what I'm doing
But I can't seem to stop

Verse 1:
I've been nervous thinking
About what I'd say tonight
I rehearsed a whole lot cuz
I wanted to get it right
I was looking here and there
Through all the words I knew
To find the words to tell you
How I feel about you

Chorus 2:
Too many words
Got in the way
Of whatever it was I thought
That I wanted say
The most important things
Are hard to convey
That's when too many words
Get in the way

Bridge:
Long as I remember it's always been this way
No matter what I talk about I've got too much to say
All my songs are far too long
All my stories are long too
I rarely choose a single word when 5 or 10 will do.

Verse 2:
I stumbled over adjectives
Adverbs, nouns and verbs
All I heard myself say
was a jumbled mess of words
Felt i should Apologise
For what I'd put you through
Before I could you smiled and said
You already knew

Chorus 3:
I wasn't sure
What it was I heard
I was still caught up in my
Avalanche of words
I felt so alive like I could
Laugh and dance and sing
But I couldn't manage
to say a single thing

Chorus 4:
You taught me a lot
‘bout talking since that day
I’ve learned that what you hear
Matters more than what I say
I still got a ways to go
Before I master brevity
But I’m getting better at telling you
what you mean to me
I took some time and thought about
All the words I could do without
One by one I cut them out
'Til the only words left numbered three

Too Many Words

Lyrics video on youtube
https://youtu.be/T94gGQsp0wA

DiaGnosis II (the second opinion)

the eyes are so important when you look into anothers,you can be in love or dislike but the eyes tell a story Jigs Tripping Music and Gary Hayward lyrics and vocals are really working on originallity and different scapes,mixed vocals at ramrod studio in Sydney with Herman Covacs jigs tripping Art

Iris Eyes *collab Gary Hayward lyrics and vocals+Jigs Tripping music art

Some digs both at Elon being suspected of taking ketamine and the Iran B-2 Bomber Strike, and contemporary corporate HR behavior

Lyrics:

True growth comes from being comfortable with discomfort
Mockery is just the universe's way of keeping our ego in check
Their probing had pinpointed my encumbrance
And had me by the neck
ahh ahh ahh ahh

Men are freest when they are most unconscious of freedom 
And fly no colors at all
Their shout is a rattling of chains, always was
When back against the wall


With trepidity i turned the pages
What he'd said was not for the meek
The best way to cure your nostalgia for the middle ages
Is to shit outside for a week 


They had winkled out my side vocation
Through the free market
In a form of distributed computation
But i felt that i could still dart around 
Any verbal machicolations


HR had me in the fish bowl
Interrogation from dawn to dusk 
Imagine coming down from a k hole
And finding out you're Elon Musk


She started we're not here for manners
And since there's no time to waste
You look like someone who eats bananas
For the shape and not the taste

I retorted bananas betoken
The dietary methodology 
That cellular processing of glucose is broken 
From the onslaught of modern insults to biology

Despite the degree to which this perturbed
She regained her nerve and said very well
It says here you should be in hell
But since you were a backend developer
We will consider that time served

She thundered what I'd done
Was not a smart play
What had gone supercritical with her parishioners
Who ratted me out the other day
Was that I had openly wondered 
If i might not draw better pay as a political prisoner

She bothered to insert the word official
As i was tallying her counter-poises
When sifting through waffling interstitials
You have to listen for these itty bitty noises

She's quite the girl with which to hang
By any available means
I tried to pass her interrobang
Without spilling the beans
But for the unwary
Your mileage may vary
It's best just to keep up with your leafy greens

While extoling her masters' daring
She was wearing me down with her slow rolling 
Since i felt I still had some juice
With her pincer move prepended
I decided to bite first and extended
Low sensitivity control systems will always
Underperform and often produce the 
Opposite effect as intended 


When I got back to my desk
I felt that I'd drained concupiscence to the dregs
Mercifully this was interrupted by my neighbor
Who said
The lion does not concern himself with OSHA regs 


He said one thing from the service stuck with him
The B-2 pilots had a doggerel for when they fly
Real penetration has never been tried
Which doubled as a joke about Communism
And some lady's remembrance of THAT guy 

I had a sneaking admiration
For the ways of this little freak
And contributing to the mystique
Was the ribaldness of his technique


His bluster fell a little flat
I silently wondered if i can
Take lessons on being a man
From a dude who tucks his ears into his hat


He dipped another nacho
And tried to make it look macho
He said they used to call us squares
Then turned up the volume on Rio Bravo


I wondered at his game and thought
She tells her therapist about you
She tells her handlers about me
We are not the same 


The organization's career path
Was a little over sold
Accept the brand new label
And something under the table
And head for the pot of gold
And the ranks of the well-bred
And be led into the library of Babel
By the latent manifold

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Real Penetration Has Never Been Tried / Interrobang

Ta 25ième heure, l'heure à laquelle tu décides de vivre ta passion.Lorsque l'on fait une activité qu'on aime le temps est toujours trop court et jamais assez long.

Your 25th hour, the time at which you decide to live your passion. When doing an activity that we like, the time is always too short and never long enough.

Ta 25e heure

Tu l'imagines
Mais tu plies l'échine… toujours!

Cet espoir de bonheur
Te reviens à chaque heure… à chaque heure.

(Mais tu te dis…)
Souvent trop longues
Jamais trop courtes
Peu importe elles s'écoulent

Tu rêves de cet instant
Pour traverser ces moments… plus librement.
Toutes ces journées à labourer
Pour construire ce paradis… tant souhaité.

(Mais tu te dis…)
Souvent trop longues
Jamais trop courtes
Peu importe elles s'écoulent s’écoulent s’écouleeeeent

Jamais trop longues
Souvent trop courtes
L'important c'est que tu t'écoutes
Voilà l'instant
Ici le moment
C’est l’heure
De ta 25e heure

Solo

Celle qui t'appartient
La réalisation de ton destin
L'instant de bonheur
Ta passion à toutes heures… à toutes heures

(Mais tu te dis…)
Jamais trop longues
Souvent trop courtes
L’important c’est que tu y touches
Le temps présent
Le temps constant
Voilà l'instant
Ici le moment
C’est l’heure
De ta 25e heure


Ta 25ième heure

Feel the heat of summer with “Golden Embrace” — an Afrobeats-inspired love song capturing barefoot dances on sunlit beaches, warm breezes, and nights under the stars. A rhythmic journey through sunrise kisses, moonlit surprises, and the unbreakable bond of a summer romance. Let the beat move you. 🌴✨

Sunrise love

A song about anxiety and depression that people around you don't notice

I DON'T FEEL RIGHT  (LYRICS BADTRIPP INC, MUSIC BY BADTRIPP INC/SUNO AI)
My mind is reaching out to people that I meet
Sounds disturb the night so tight and so sweet
My heart is searching for someone to know
But when the game is over I have to go

Take away all my pain
make me dry in the rain
Let me try all in vain
drive me holy insane

My thoughts go back to times that I've seen
Images fill me with things I could have been
My soul is running for safety and for cover
And the years go by as I look for a lover

Touch me deep inside
fill my mind so wide
Take me on a ride
I need a place to hide

I am all alone in this empty town
I'm always here, always on my own
Memories from the past flash through my mind
Pictures of you touch my aching heart

Here comes another night
filling me with fright
I don't feel alright
when I turn out the light

I don't feel right

Long Fuzzy Train

There Must Be Someone

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