A soundscape evoking anxiousness and uncertain territories while being able to find the confidence to embrace the journey.

Shimkari

This song is dedicated to my love and admiration of the poop-smearing GOAT of rock music, the one and only, GG Allin.  The skilled musicianship of this musical recording is a flattering tribute to his stunning genius.  Recorded on a 4 track tape machine.

I Like GG Allin

Logic Pro, Fender Tone Master, Gibson ES-355, Roland Fantom X8

Elsewhere

'interyou'd'

https://www.instagram.com/reel/DJpT3wlyg3N/?igsh=MTZ0MGFoeDhqMHA4ZA==

note: another shitty live phone recording

Let's make this house a home,
for I'll want you until I'm gone.
Just, please, don't leave this place
before me, as I couldn't take bein' alone.
Without you.

interyou'd

My baby told me something bout the way that you move 
Sly shape shifter out on the loose 
Everybody watching what you gonna do 
Fell to the fist of a luney tune 

Caught you by the tail but you bit off clean 
Dodged another bullet, Killin spree 
Everybody moving with a bottle or three 
Found me on the levee now let me be 


Let me be (x4)


And it real 
Ain't it real 
When you feel this way 
ain't it real 
ain't it real
Cant you take it appreciate it

Now I'm on the tail end of destiny 
Found what I needed what I came to see
The people behind the mystery 
Come out n get it go make the scene 

Chose another pose for the magazine 
Keepin my cool girl keepin it clean 
Frowning n growling underneath 
Keeping the judge proud n mean 

Hmm 
You gonna get it 
You gonna get it 



Chainstore

Time to get satirical with the US political dystopia, or maybe I'm just a  little touchy after all the threats to Canada, both political and economic (not pondering the military  threat to allies)
Sorry if this is offensive to any US-based listeners. Sorry, not sorry ;)

Track 2 from a new 2025 collection of ideas called FRINGE found at https://www.terrywigmore.com/wigmore-allen-gibbons

 Lyrics:
They've all come around on bended knee
Kissing the a-a-a-ass of a once and future king
They fought a war to get rid of a crown
Only to give it away to an autocratic clown
(how come you misjudge me so...

Pick on immigrants, round them all up
Doesn't matter if they're the ones who fill your shops
With all the merchandise and food that you just can't ignore
So you haul them off to a foreign shore - a foreign shore -a foreign
(how come you misjudge me x2   ...so...)

I take a little salt, not on the tail
I like my golden jets, like my foreign jails
I talk of the land, the land of the "free"
Whatever you've got, just give it to me


How did you misjudge me (x3)
I am the claw, in the white flabby hand
(how could you misjudge me (x2)
Autocratic clown (x3)

* samples... "I am Oz, the great and powerful, who are you?", "I could shoot somebody on Fifth Ave..", "China has total respect for Donald Trump and  for Donald Trump's very, very large uh, brain"

Note: No salt on the tail - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Salting_a_bird%27s_tail

Wigmore: music, production, main lyrics and vocals
Allen: additional vocals and lyrics, bass, guitars

Autocratic Clown

Don Quichotte à Dulcinée is a song cycle by Maurice Ravel based on the story of Don Quixote. It was composed between the years of 1932 and 1933. The text was written by the librettist Paul Morand.

Piano by Helen Roberts

Lyrics

Chanson Romanesque

Si vous me disiez que la terre
À tant tourner vous offensa,
Je lui dépêcherais Pança:
Vous la verriez fixe et se taire.

Si vous me disiez que l'ennui
Vous vient du ciel trop fleuri d'astres,
Déchirant les divins cadastres,
Je faucherais d'un coup la nuit.

Si vous me disiez que l'espace
Ainsi vidé ne vous plaît point,
Chevalier dieu, la lance au poing.
J'étoilerais le vent qui passe.

Mais si vous disiez que mon sang
Est plus à moi qu'à vous, ma Dame,
Je blêmirais dessous le blâme
Et je mourrais, vous bénissant.

Ô Dulcinée.

English

Romantic song

Were you to tell that the earth
Offended you with so much turning,
I'd dispatch Panza to deal with it:
You'd see it still and silenced.

Were you to tell me that you are wearied
By a sky too studded with stars -
Tearing the divine order asunder,
I'd scythe the night with a single blow.

Were you to tell me that space itself,
Thus denuded was not to your taste -
As a god-like knight, with lance in hand,
I'd sow the fleeting wind with stars.

But were you to tell me that my blood
Is more mine, my Lady, than your own,
I'd pale at the admonishment
And, blessing you, would die.

O Dulcinea.


Artwork by Zurab Martiashvili

Chanson Romanesque (Don Quichotte à Dulcinée - Maurice Ravel - with Helen Roberts)

Tajo Maijo Love

The third track from my EP CHEMICAL is SCARY TRUTH. 135 BPM. 9m39s. The longest track in this EP. But this is the most psychedelic and rave-like, so this is perfect for listening to while swaying back and forth. In short, this can be used as a good BGM. CHEMICAL Link in Bio!

SCARY TRUTH

Featuring https://www.bandlab.com/margab on guitar

Stomp clap

Stomp_clap_Featuring on guitar  https://www.bandlab.com/margab

Super Sweeper (2025)

Martin Bejerano, Keith Jarrett, Miles Davis, Duke Ellington, Gil Evans, Bill Evans, Herbie Hancock, Marcus Miller, Roy Haynes, Oscar Peterson, Chick Corea, Wynton Marsalis, Pat Metheny, Linkin  Park, Tito Puente, Nas, Boot camp click, Black moon, Redman, Wutang, Robert Glasper,

Stomp_clap_Featuring on guitar https://www.bandlab.com/margab

keystoanotherworld aka Ktaw