Just a 9/8

Bring Out The Beast

Transformation in O

Some words for our darling boy who has now departed us.

The tiny patter of four furred feet.
The one among your litter, we were blessed to meet.
With a whimper, with a yelp,
in 'dog' you said, 'I'll help ...
to make you love, to make you laugh
and cry.'

As a pup, you chased the deer away,
were even lost for one whole day!
But praise be to DOG, you came back.
To us,
your pack.

No Einstein, this is true.
But in treats, one was surely one less than two.
Socks meant walks
and we loved you.
This, you knew.

In your cosy bed,
sleeping days away.
With every year, a thicker coat of grey.
But your hazel eyes seemed to defy all time.

And now.
No tiny patter, whimper, yelp.
Who will we turn to now for help?
To love. To laugh. We cry.
Stan, you brought us endless joy.
Rest in peace. 
We love you.
There's a good boy.

Dear Stan

With things so bleak and frightening at the moment, I thought a wee fun country number might bring a smile or two, for a moment anyway.
For the lovely Finse, Happy Birthday my dear! <3
Music, Lyrics, Vocals, Guitar, and Harmonica - Lizzie Taypen
Cover painting - Lizzie Pentland

Them Hitchin Angels

Written by James Geer

Flutter away
Tiny bluebird
Flutter away
To your nest
Flee from the one
Who stalks the garden
Seemingly Without rest

Crouched unseen
On an agile frame
Designed to pounce
And kill or maim

Scurry away
Tiny chipmunk
Scurry away
To your hole
Flee from the one
Who stalks the garden
With fur as Black as coal

Snakelike eyes
Honed for prey
Incisors
Designed to slay

Run away
Little squirrel 
Run away
To your tree
Flee from the one
Who stalks the garden
Unseen and Silently

lightening paws   
With razor claws
Sharpened teeth
In lethal jaws

Where have you been my dear kitty  
What did you do today
Snuggle and purr
As I stroke your fur
Entertain me as you play

Kitty

This is a fun little experimental jam that I got started and then looped in STONERJAZZ @user-911083679. It had been a little while since I collaborated with him-- it's always a blast and stretches my creativity in new directions!

Bassfingers

Recorded at Amplified Studios, Carlsbad CA July 2025
Drums - Marc Polit
Lead solo: Tristan Brooks

LYRIC
It took me half my life 
To finally gain insight
I only saw myself as others did
And I mostly stayed hid

I spent half my life
Upset and uptight
I learned it’s stupid to walk on eggshells
Every egg eventually breaks
And if that takes you half your life
That’s what it takes

Can't say exactly when
I knew what I didn’t then
A dawning realization
An opening of the mind
It only took me half my life for me to find

Time isn’t playing
It’s counting the days
If you don’t know what I’m saying
(Well) you won’t be young always
You sure won’t!

As the years accrue
In the remaining few
I won’t let regret confine me
I’ll amble slowly toward the light
Let the past all fade to black
I can’t go back
I love this last half of my life
So that’s all right


Half My Life

The Night Carnival

Schalter Off

August 2025 Currently on residency in Italy !
These are the 2nd batch of 3 short sketches using field recordings captured around Montegiovi, Tuscany. With these little works I am experimenting freely with what can be produced from each days sounds - manipulating them and stitching them back together with the aim of producing a long format work at the end of the residency. I have done a dozen or so since arriving a fortnight ago but not sharing them all (some are pretty rubbish). The idea is to have them done by the end of the day (or night) then move on to something fresh the next day. 
I am truly thankful for this opportunity that has been provided for me by the Salamanca Arts Centre in Tasmania and Cultivate Projects/La Baldi residency in Italy and The USA.
And of course the wonderful people of Montegiovi !

Bring Out The Beast

k3ef