A great driving riff and "Explosive" sound!!!!!

CHERRY BOMB

I'm Still Cheering For The 1980 U.S. Hockey Team

Burning Bridges UA - vchyzhovych - mix_all voices (for listening)) (2)

(no one really knows) 

lyrics:
Saturday night she’s dancing on the ceiling
Saturday night she’s fallen in a feeling
Friday night she was 
Dancing with the others
Saturday morning drowning under covers

Alice found a new fight
Alice count your cards right
what you take before you fall
did the bottle made you small

good girls don’t look like that
good girls don’t run
but the smile that remains
is steady as a gun

and they tried convincing her
what happened in her mind
she is down the rabbit hole
and left a card behind

stand here the world is still spinning
do you think the cat has stopped grinning
when the hatter handed you a beverage
play nice you got no leverage

tweedled dee and tweedled dum
are young drunk and full of fun
can you smile like a cat
do you wonder where you’re at

red queen is giving you the reason
red queen is charging you with treason
she screamed but no one could hear her
good girl just fell through the mirror

will you won’t you join the dance
give the walrus one more chance
does it matter what you see
if it breaks so easily

alice I will stand by you
doesn’t matter what they do
if they never understand
you are safe in wonderland

and if they call you crazy
for the vision that you had
I will join the dance with you
and let us both be mad

good girls don’t look like that
bad girls are fun
keep the smile that remains
it’s steady as a gun

how they tried convincing her
what happened in her mind
she is through the looking glass
Alice will be fine

NOTES:
I took this picture when I had a background role as a cheerleader on a tv show. We didn't do any tricks, just yells and kicks. It was weirdly fun to cheer for nothing. The outfits were actually really comfortable.

Not in Wonderland

"Munegetock" (mongetók) is my old Fruity Loops (FL Studio) project from 2005 era, when I was 11 years old.

Second track from my own "Shed the Vivifying Dye" EP, 2017.
Pun(kish) vibe hehe

Munegetock - Petrichor Song (2017)

(not my frog, not my swamp)

lyrics
You're a sad little man with a mean little face
You got a real quiet girl 
Cause she’s put in her place
If look at her now she’s got real sad eyes
Maybe cause she knows who you got on the side

The sum of your will is an ego fracture
Hide behind the smile you manufacture
you write the words to create the news
one by one they lick your shoes

You’re an unkind man The never mind man
Kick off your morals, unwind man
Tell me what you find man

you're from LA but here you stay
you're closing your eyes but you don't pray
it's all to ignore what you won't say

Obrien you cryan 
don't rule the world but you tryan
are they for sale cause you're buying
but you wrote the book on defying

you faker /shot taker
they think you're a mover a shaker
you follow the girl just to break her
/ a shadow that falls on the maker

Got a hand in the pocket you pay to play
you making the rules on who gets to stay
but you're standing right there at each meeting
with a pasted on smile so fleeting

you're always right there on location
like a vulture of new innovation
and they look at you with admiration
you don't think they belong in your nation

you take credit/like you said it
you're laying them down and they spread it
revolution is dead cause you led it

You're a small man/with a fall man
think you're above the law man
secretly making the call man

AIEIAIO/tell me what the robots know
tell me are you all this slow
tell me now who runs this show
AIEIAIO

you're a stain on a block chain
Bet you   like you explain, badly
They admire you madly 
For no reason, got a new face every season

Pied piper cheap cipher 
with a clear refrain to incite her
what do we say to the swiper?
pied piper you viper

but you like to watch them bleed
sit right back get off on greed
patent it all and charge for need
and you laugh at them now and eat the seed

AIEIAIO/Tell me what the robots know
Are you ready time to go
did you think it wouldn't show/ 


your a sad little man with a red little/right hand
you worked so hard know the lay of the land
and all of the world will turn green for you
don't look at the help when they clean for you

you floating up high on your bed of hot air
you failed the part where they taught to share
digging a hole for your next trap
strangle them all with your boot strap

California transplant 
You’re here cause you can’t
handle your original city
you bought a new house it's so pretty

document share it
buy it and wear it
because you think they all care it
gives you delusions of merit

you faker /rule maker
they think you're a mover a shaker
weak little leech you're a taker

Obrien, you cryan 
don't rule the world but you tryan
are they for sale cause you buying
maybe we're sick of your lyan
.
.
.
(dedicate this song to everyone that won't stop talking about bitcoin & venture capitalism as a moral system)
.
.
.

NOTE: Wrote this song for funski's after attending one too many tech networking events. It's rough but I like it for the AIEIO line because it expresses my annoyance at AI in a creative context. 

Once upon a time some scientists recorded the call of an endling, the last bird of his species. They played the recording and the bird sang along, mistaking the song for the call of another.  It was a cruel trick to play on a bird, who must be long dead by now. 

It summarizes my thoughts on AI art. It adds noise that drowns out the art of humanity. And if it's good it's still bad. Imagine a song, something that speaks to you. For one moment, you feel less alone, touched by the knowledge that somewhere, someone, must have felt the same. 

But it's a lie. A machine's Frankensteinian output, stitched from the work of others. Algorithmically regurgitated into existence. 

Now you're just like that poor bird, fooled by a song, more alone than before.

Obrien is the dude from 1984 and I just thought it was funny to rhyme Obrien with crying (pronounced weirdly). 1984's versificator was a great prediction.

Pied Piper

LYRICS: 

Your eyes light up in the rain 
They are so full of pain 
You are my night and day 
Why wish yourself away? 

What am I fighting for? 
Can’t do this anymore 
Not what I bargained for 
You’re bleeding on the floor 

I can’t forget 
The day everything fell apart 
I would do anything for a new start 
Where can we go 
That the past will not follow 
Maybe it’s time 
That I move on and let go 

So bittersweet 
in this delicate happiness 
That I can’t tell apart from the suffering 
It’s a blur 
But it tells me that I’m still here 
I’m in tune 
Run the melody through me

Wish Yourself Away [prod. tothegood]

Punk Song #66

eight eleven (pop punk demo)

Decembers installment of Wheelie saw Simkin, Roof Access and TJ Lavin invite Gob Nation's Wozza on to their show for two hours of fuzzy post punk, country and new wave. The Reverbs, Paddywak and Sonic Boom all feature.




Graeme Miller & Steve Shill - A Long Paleness 
Glaxo Babies - Nova Bossanova 
Palais Schaumberg - Telefon 
Beat Happening - Christmas 
Paddywak - Go! 
Cristina - Things Fall Apart

The Ampersands - Affected
The Reverbs - Trusted Woods
Jam City - Cartwheel
OPN - Lost But Never Alone
Beverly Glenn-Copeland - River Dreams
Roedelius - Halmharfe
Robert Wyatt - Heaps of Sheeps

The Cure - A Forest
Romeo Void - I Mean It
The Liquidators - Waving Goodbye
Sad Lovers and Giants - Colourless Dream
Katy & Nick - Everything 
PC World - The Drift
The Serfs - This Chorea
Good Throb - Scum
The Estate Agents - Wrong
Rosa Yemen - Rosa Vertov
Algebra Suicide - Please Respect Our Decadence 
The Anemic Boyfriends - Fake ID
Cleaners from Venus - A Personal Issue
Sniffany & The Nits - Dolly (live on Gob Nation TV)

Triffids - Wide Open Road
Superchunk - The Breadman
The Beths - I’m Not Getting Excited
Chubby & The Gang - Moscow
GN - Home Business
Lavender Flu - RIP in the Sky
Sonic Boom - The Way That You Live
The Mekons - Out in the Night

Wheelie w/ Simkin, Roof Access, TJ Lavin and Wozza - December 2020

Lyrics:
[Verse]

Rioting teens
Walking out on the streets
Dodging bullets by getting high

All the games that they play  
The hidden rules to obey
Why should you even try

Cause some kid did some blow
And now hes facing death row
Yet the murderers walking free

She got in a fight
Faced the lawmakers might
Still her predator's walking free

[Pre-Chorus]

And I 
Can tell what you've been through
It's the truth, so bent and broken

They
Hate listening to you
You're a fool if you think I'm okay

Betray
Yourself, with the pills they gave
to get your naughty thoughts to go away 
Go away

[Chorus]

Locked outside in the rain
It's just another tale of a broken home
Are you fucking insane?
Yet another tale of a broken home
Grafitti on your walls
Tragic scenes from another broken home
Another angel to fall
From the skies to another broken home

I know, you wanted it some other way my friend

[Verse 2]
A few hours of sleep
Another day isn't cheap
So have another fix of caffeine 

All your violent ticks
You'll end up in a ditch
Nobody mourns an outcast teen

[Pre-Chorus 2]
So find
A place to call your home
Before you drown in pain and sorrow

Endure
Wherever you may roam
To face a better day tomorrow 

I'm sure
that when your heart is low
You'll find a way to get on with the show
On with the show

[Bridge]
I can see, your feelings full of divided hate
That won't set you free, It just makes you want to incinerate

Tale Of A Broken Home

Hot Electric