Welcome back :) liked the hook a lot. Lovely voice/melody/lyrics

Cucumber is blue, and full of juice (Mm full of juice)
Into the garden, a baby moose (moose sound)
She don't know, where I'm comin' from
She don't know, where I'm goin' to
She don't know, where I'm comin' from
an' she don't know, where I'm goin to
Comin' from
goin to
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
into the valley, valhalla's walls
before I die of mating calls, mating calls yeah
she don't know, where I'm comin' from
an' she don't know, where I'm goin' to
she don't know, where I'm comin' from
an' she don't know where I'm goin' to
comin from
goin to
comin from
goin to
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
comin from
goin to
comin from
goin to
comin from
goin to
comin from
goin to
comin from

Bass - Graham Horricks
Percussion - Kristin Krievin
Background vocals - Allison Skirtschak
Additional Guitar - Alan Guise
Rhythm guitar and vocals - Jess Horricks
Album Art - Kyle Kostecki

video link to other version: www.youtube.com/watch?v=iR0_odbxGgM

Blue Cucumber 2019 Space

LifeInMono(GreatExpectationsSoundtrackCover)

Like Steve Buscemi you broke the levy, Continuing to astound from the Pitcher's mound, yet you're the only one who could hit a home run, ninth inning and we've only just begun
See the results of the experiment, it gives off such a masochistic scent, tastes like blood, sweat and tears, with a hint of bank account in arrears, social fearrrsss

Vanilla Chinchilla lady killa swallow pilla to revilla tones of truity removing incongruity and further establish a state of balance,
This is your last chance, pay heed to the silent watcher's 
tarry not at silver-tongued talkers, laying both spells and curse,
Listen to the Universe

Lost souls, clinging to status quos, why am I so different?  Cross grain tattoo, ethers floating, which dimension applies to you?

My nose is clogged, my brain is fogged, my girl is dogged, 
What betta chedda to inhale wheneva, this shit is raw!

Sailing seas of pastime activities let's challenge our proclivity
to assail each other's symmetry, and wake in anothers arms,

I come bearing arms to further assault your charms, and strive to imbibe your diatribe, that I may fly as bird to sky and negate serious harm

I'm not you see strictly a soliloquy though I know, I could go another decade or so, to be you see, not another casualty of love and lost limbo's, stick and toss bimbos, timeless it would seem, this is quite the scene, yes the net is cast, though it feels we'll catch the past, let's ride this to the end, it's my turn to see how far you will bend, let's dance for everything sacred, I choose to do it naked, upon my death bury me in baby's breath and know I tried to make it

Lost souls, clinging to status quos, why am I so different?  Cross grain tattoo, ethers floating, which dimension applies to you?

Hip Happenstance

Mother Funker

Lost in a maze and, we can't quite phase them
So insulated, n' full of the hatred inside
It seeds and it breeds and, grows without reason
Factory of fear of fear and, message is unclear and on time (time)

In these wasted days and wounded nights
I pray that we are relieved in time
As the Blight descending determines rise or fall
And I don't to claim to know what's right
But I dunno if it's found through fight
And my heart will always be there through it all
Yeah my heart will always be there through it all

Lost in a maze and, we can't quite phase them
So insulated, n' full of the hatred inside (inside)
It seeds and it breeds and, grows without reason
Factory of fear and, transmission is unclear to me now (now)

In these wasted days and wounded nights 
I pray that we are relieved in time
As the blight descending determines rise or fall
And I don't claim to know what's right
But I know it isn't found through fight
And my heart will always be there through it all
In these wasted days and wounded nights 
I pray that we are relieved in time
As the blight descending determines rise or fall
And I don't claim to know what's right
But I know it isn't found with fight
And my heart will always be there through it all
Yeah my heart will always be there through it all
Yeah my heart will always be there through it all

Lost In A Maze (Demo or pared down acoustic version you decide)

Putter On By

Bass In.
Guitar 1 in slide.
2 reps of guitar idea.
Ahhh *J
Guitar 2 in.
Yaaa!
Ahh hell no!

Monkey see and monkey do I wanna get a hold of you
But it really doesn’t matter right now because….
Just dance! X 4
Guitar 1 riff change
Bass riff change
Drum change


Bridge
Guitar new riff. 2 x whistle
Do PE Do Pe Do – Jess
Ahhh
Eeeeee
After 6 reps of guit 1, add guit 2
Monkey vocals x 3 Ah Ah Ah Ah
Just dance x 5
Bass riff change. Background Jess

Bridge 2
Trumpet
Bass & Drums (like chorus)
Lead guit near end. Trumpet solo
Take us home!
Just dance x 9.
(Whisper on 2 and 4.)
Da Da Da Da Da - Trumpet

C-Monkey

A chill ambient tune with some excellent percussion Sonic Wizard wrote in to keep it fresh.

Cattails in the breeze I've fallen,
For her again she's nameless,
Crickets singing, her song of,
Cattails in the breeze

songwriter

Cat Tails

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I No Longer Fear the Razor Guarding My Heel

I NO LONGER FEAR THE RAZOR GUARDING MY HEEL

Fix the sickness of your head
Are we breeding just not to be dead
People are burning books that I once read
I once read

And where am I, where am I, right now?
it's in my head, it's in my head, or it's out
OUT!
Where am I, where am I, right now?
It's in my head, it's in my head, or it's out
OUT OUT OUT!
Think about the wisdom we all claim to know
Nothin' more than cowboys and indians 
Fighting over gold!
Fighting over gold
Fighting over gold
Where am I, where am I right now?
It's in my head, it's in my head or it's out
OUT!
Where am I, where am I right now?
It's in my head, it's in my or it's out
OUT OUT OUT!


Funky ll

Where am I

Where Am I

Mahragan El Yateem - اغنيه اليتيم - فيجو #MOHSEN توزيع

You said you were my friend,
and I was ready to defend,
but did something else catch your eye?
or did you get caught in a lie?
like a fruit fly to a glass of wine
a fruit fly to a glass of wine
to a glass of wine
glass of wine
I would have had your back
if you could've picked up the slack
I didn't want to attack
but I see you've got a knife
I see you've got a knife
and if you could see the beauty
that I see in you
the colours wouldn't fade
this story would be great
all these things will pass
when changes come relax
life's a bitter friend
lonely til the end
but a good one at that
a good one at that
a good one at that

Songwriter ll

A Good One at That

A Good One At That

Weaving in and out of houseparties within Canada. Touring with father during summer breaks (as a reckless dancer XD).  Quitting Uni in further search of musical opportunity.  Frolicking amongst the Werewolves of London, learning about busking and not mentioning such things at the borders.   In the bars of Australia, but mostly in the natures.  A brief stint aboard a cruise ship in a cover band.  tripping along the west coast and into Mexico and back, with 12 other dirty hippies, chased by a long stay in India.  Being Schizophrenic makes for a lot of unusual memories. 

 Thoughts of mold growing atop a fancy pair of leather shoes while trudging through the jungle.  Being huddled next to a trouble light for warmth, while sleeping in a rolled up rug in a garage, in the middle of winter.  

Phineas Gauge is an organic gestalt, a musical family centered around unique songwriting, rooted within universally related emotions.  While some songs are more whimsical in nature;  Others are created with the intent to make you feel rather than safe and entertained.  A multi-genre entity that believes firmly in tandem experiencing and delivering sonic revelations 
The original Phineas Gage, was a railroad worker  who suffered a tragic accident, when a tamping iron he was packing explosives with, went through his head. They survived yet their personality changed.  Phineas Gauge metaphorically likens the tamping iron  to music,  permanently and positively altering their personalities in an utterly profound way.
The band Phineas Gauge playfully changed ‘Gage’ to ‘Gauge’ to indicate a form of measurement.  As if to say, how does one measure the significance by which one is changed by such potent cosmic forces..



'Half the time I’m not even certain whether or not I’m listening to a song, reading a poem or memoir, or staring at a painting'  - A guy I met once


for further enquiry contact here or at: jesshorricks@gmail.com

Lost In A Maze (Demo or pared down acoustic version you decide)

pH!ne@$ g@uGE

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