There is something horribly wrong with a culture that makes you ashamed of you own feet..I was married in my 20's ..we used to both wear our socks to bed ...naked ..sex with our socks on... messed up... so good my Lady! Therapy for thee Octopi

Your poetry actually inspires memories of some of my favorite Rumi and Hafiz works (noting the one you included in your bio). It has that lovingly sensual quality to it. :)

Great echoey/whispery vocal mixing. And your musical foundation supports the message perfectly (I especially love that odd whistling/flute melody). :)

So this poor Rhodes has been having a hard life with me... not very compatible with tramway and train, standing in a room where normally nobody is, having been used as a stand for all sort of things... and the cat has been doing crazy stuff with it, too.

Digged it out, cleaned it, fidgeted with this grrr sustain pedal for some hours, welcome back my friend!

The Liberation Of Rhodes Island

This one is something I've been playing over and over for months, never really having any definite lyrics, just all subconscious meandering, never wrote a word down, a little different to my usual process. 

lyrics 

All men are strangers to the touch
one femme fatale with the golden locks
I'm done with hesitating knockout!
debilitating
just show me that you really care

I know it's hard loving one man
but you must do all the best that you can
I'm done with hesitating knockout!
debilitating
just show me that you really care

I know that the word is out
all over town
they only pick you up
right before
when they're knocking you to the ground

cu me ce va I heard him saying
but I don't care for the game that you're playing
I'm done with hesitating knockout!
debilitating
just show me that you really care

I know that the word is out
all over town
they only pick you up
right before
when they're knocking you to the ground

I know that In life is strange
stuck on the inside of a hurricane
and there I will remain 

Thanks for listening and inspiring folks, always greatly appreciated 🙏✌️

The Word Is Out

The Illusions Of Light And Silence

Solar Noon

I wasn't always an extraterrestrial
I was born on a world ten thousand light years away
In another spiral arm, but baby, who's to say
Where one arm ends and another one begins
I wasn't always an alien

Came to your planet to see how y'all were getting by
Seems like you're always low and never high
And I'm afraid to say your planet has failed the test
So we'll come back in eleven years and hope for the best
Maybe then you won't shoot our balloons down from the sky
Why are humans so violent?

And we're watching you from the depths of the night
You're like children playing with fire
And for your sake I hope you guys survive
Cause the next decade ain't gonna be an easy ride

So here's some advise for the storm
Cling close together to keep warm
Hold each other tight and be forewarned
That it gets colder
Before the summer

I Wasn't Always an Extraterrestrial

Music, mix, production, and master by David k. A. Spencer
https://soundcloud.com/david-spencer-543878720

Vocals & Lyrics by Cosmic Keanu

Vocal master by Hobocop
https://soundcloud.com/metrocityrecords

Lyrics:

I’ll follow you
Wherever you may go
Follow you
Through the desert
Or the storm
Follow you
I’ll take this road
Follow you
No matter
Where you go

Finally found you
Won’t turn away,
because you
are my saving grace
Forever,
I will stay

I’ll follow you
Through the dark of night
Follow you
Until we reach the light

Don’t turn away
Or be afraid
In all honesty,
We are saved

I’ll follow you
You’ll never steer me wrong
follow you
To the other side and home
Follow you
I’ll take this road

No matter
Where it goes
eyes upon
the world to come
The truth is all else
will pass away
Don’t turn away
Don’t be afraid
We are saved

We all wander
Jesus showed the way
Call on His name
Every tear is wiped away

I Will Follow You (David k. A. Spencer & Cosmic Keanu)

"Tonight" Electronic music with vocals
Pencil drawing as art work.

Tonight

Lady of Fire Poetry. original music, too!

Headphones encouraged!

vocals, nanobox (razzmatazz & lemon drop), humming-Tanisha
Lyrics-Tanisha 

Bare Green Earth

Today 
I will put 
these aging 
feet on the bare 
green Earth 
again.

I will close my eyes
and feel the verdant energy
traverse thru my legs 
up to the column of my spine

restoring 
the fractures 
in my soul.

Born organic
I belong to the Earth.

waking
the pure intelligence 
within my body
in order to
find its way 
Home.

Bare Green Earth

Kind of musical irony in a way with a horror theme immersed in a jaunty beat: an unintentional result where so often a song writes itself and you decide not to change it.

Caught up in a War

Hear the words why me
See fiery horizons
Eating up ground are black caterpillars
We’re shrinking near the door
They hardly gave a reason
Sleeping is acid raw
Forever is the ceiling

Cause everything we made 
Will be shattered by the day of reckoning
All the icons of love 
Will be broken on the grass just weathering 
We’re caught up in a war

Thinkin’ bout religion
The randomness of Gods
What’s it about us that’s undeserving?
We’re watching on the news
The march of our dementors
We’re lying close and squeezing
Neath fragility of walls

And everything we made 
Will be shattered by the day of reckoning
All the icons of love 
Will be broken on the grass just weathering
We’re caught up in a war

If we could turn back time to days of peace and laughter

CAUGHT UP IN A WAR

Cherish the Moment (Demo)

Shining lights (Fast)

I spent two years making Punto Ártica album as a whole, and I mostly played my mom’s Spanish guitar in the spare time. This theme and chords got shape with time, without any plan, in some different variations I’ve tried to remember and craft here.

Even a 7/4 vocal section had come up. In the spirit of this new profile, I asked Codi (https://soundcloud.com/noisealter) to adapt my translation of a poem I wrote when my age was about 1/3 than now (see below), and he also sung it with the passion and delivery I was looking for !!

Original poem  /  First translation:

FEBRERO  /  FEBRUARY

Efe de frío, Febrero,  /  ‘F’ for Freeze, February,
tiempo de ocio y ventura  /  leisure and venture time.
Sueño, guitarra, lectura,  /  Sleep, guitar, reading,
paso intermedio.  /  intermediate step.

Tiempo de amigos y risas  /  Time for friends and laughter,
de descanso e ilusión  /  of rest and illusion
de esperanza y ocasión,  /  of hope and opportunity,
muere la prisa.  /  the rush dies.

Febrero de nacimiento,  /  February of birth,
pausa para el estudiante.  /  pause for the student.
Los problemas van delante,  /  The problems go ahead,
estoy contento.  /  I’m happy.

F E B R U A R Y (vocals by Codi from NoiseAlter)

"Art is how we decorate space, music is how we decorate time." Jean-Michel Basquiat

I'm usually in the musical kitchen cooking up my own sound. I love collaborating and have collaborated with many great musicians here on SoundCloud. If you are interested in cooking up something great, then give me a holler!

Never forget.

And a BIG thank you to anyone who has ever listened, commented and shared my music.  I appreciate you immensely.

Bare Green Earth

Lady of Fire Poetry

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