A foray into multi-session/track version of this song. Vocals and guitar done in one take, percussion in two more separate takes. Admittedly way too many effects. 

One of my all-time favorite DJs, Martin Dragonfly, said in a recent post about 'You are the music having a human experience' and 'you are the point the universe is making's and that inspired the rest of this song.  If there ever was something I could tell so many of our past echoes, this would be among the first.



You Are The Music (with percussion)

Jackspace is a sonic voyager, a cosmic chameleon who's journeyed through the musical multiverse. From the pulse of New Wave to the frenetic energy of the rave scene, from the soulful sounds of folk music to the raw edge of punk and the dark allure of goth, Jackspace has been there, absorbing, learning, evolving. Each phase of his journey, each role he's embodied - the New Waver, the Raver, the Hippie, the Folk Musician, the Poet, the Punk, the Goth, the Seeker - has left an indelible mark on his unique sound.

His musical canvas is painted with an array of eclectic instruments, from the primal pulse of percussion, the resonant strums of the guitar, to the ancient echoes of the didgeridoo and the soulful twang of the banjo and banjolele. His love for dance - from Five Rhythms and rad tap to tango, T'ai-Chi, and belly dance - and his background in anthropology, infuse his music with a kinetic energy and a deep understanding of cultural rhythms. Jackspace isn't just a DJ, but a groove-dude, a musical storyteller guiding his listeners through a sonic landscape that is as diverse as the many paths he's walked. His music is a cosmic dance, a celebration of life's rhythms, an invitation to move, to express, and to journey into the heart of the beat.

I’m no Bran a la GoT but I wouldn’t mind one, except it’s not real. 
How much do you plan to keep hurting an overdose victim? I don’t think any of this is with my consent, legally speaking. 
I have physical and mental disabilities.  Before the overdose, as well as very much afterwards. 
My sex life is my private life, not yours to piece apart, judge, or abuse either.  Making my brain bleed until I tasted my own blood in my mouth for not remembering the end of a date with someone I liked because I had been drinking? Not alright. Neither was the vulgar, disrespectful and inappropriate commentary. 
I do not consent to your biased “polygraph” methodology. It is flawed, it is biased based on operators, and does not account for so much brain trauma and physical disabilities. 
Stop seeding and influencing and reading my dreams at night, too. That isn’t a very reliable heuristic either. And it’s damn annoying. 
No more of your frequency abuse.
Big Brother, hi B.B! Or is it BiBi? Or are you searching for a “BB” like a queen? Good luck and don’t screw positive relationships.