Name: sloppy ba de de de de de by mio
Duration: 2 min 3 s
Description: ba de de de de de

... starting to look the way you feel...   Playlisted to Slideways.   Thank you for your quality

i love the drone of those sweet harmonies.

a small handful of weird songs I wrote during lockdown in vaughn. recorded in between playing ping pong with sam and eating delicious slow breakfasts and adventurous dinners with jazz and tilly at till's farm on dja dja wurrung country in early june. 

4 track, acoustic guitar I bought for $50 in mandurah western australia, bass, gum leaves, slide, iphone in a tree, tambourine, sam's harmonica, radio I found in the shed, casio sk1

no time

Written and voice memo demoed today for my Baba, RIP <3 Happy birthday. Played with the rest of Jody... Mitch and Noah <3

It feels dark as the night, but we’re half through the day
Waiting for change, sitting, wasting away
A crack in the wall, a root in the slate, a tree in the way
This house is in a state, in a state, in a state, in a state

I remember it was Christmas time and Mick was due for a break 
Tried toeing the line, but the line was too straight
Like a train off track, on its back, carrying freight
Found past the nod, too tired to wake
At least, I’m told, there’s no pain
At least, I’ve told, there’s no pain

Now the memory gets further away, further away, further away
Though I try to keep it close, keep it the same
How time debates, time debates, time debates, time debates
How time debates, time debates, time debates, time debates

Yeah, Elena still sits with me, we talk every day
How her words, her words, they pave the way
Time orates, time orates, tries to erase
Elena states her case
And though time orates, time debates
Elena spits in its face

9 SEPTEMBER

Ancient story (古老的故事)

not much

wakeywakey eggs and bakey

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ch5lOo5cL1U      for alice -- living is an art to be good at    :))) <33

dave bixby-morning sun

well what a cheap card for language to play
when there are no better words to portray my being a worthless welterweight, than they
she said her flight was morning Wednesday
and it's not economical for her to stay
and at this point there's no return, it’s a little too much to pay

she met again my descent for the accent
pulled me in and put me up to a liquored lament
and wrote me down, though I had hardly made a dent, or any sense
I'm living off wine, but to who's detriment?
I'm still written off by the would be sentiments
or perhaps I just cooked them
seems I'm a dead-end mistook for an ill, will-weakened friend
yeah we all tend to overlook the hems, when we're on the send

both he and I run demise for elation
so I'd have her know no less volition or dedication than his addiction
to non-prescription, sleeping and pain relieving, medication
when she comes to the bloody country, my guilty nation 

but I can't call it a win when I'm still stuck here, just waiting
I'm calling it in, me and him are being impatient
fuck, he's getting thin, doing heroin by my waist-end  
losing, but first place wasted
yeah, again, it looks like we’re racing
away from what we ain’t facing





lil bitch on big shred xxxx

de la

sloppy ba de de de de de

don't say
you'll never see the light again
it doesn't matter where you've been

some times just passed me by
and I don't know where it's been
just trying to find some peace of mind
it's lost outside my head
it's not done easier than said

you know -
even if your heart's not made up
who you think of when you wake up?

some times it's passing and I don't know where it's been
spent some time to make things right
when I don't feel a thing

you go out tonight to feel some light
but I think i need I some time


i dont need some time 
i might need some time

easier said

29 Dec

some days I relate to the past in an awful way and others not so much

Jaime Sacchero @jasauphigh on the tenor saxophone



long since I felt you by my side
oh don't the days feel half as light as they once did
know that I found it hard hard to see
can't take the leaves back to the tree where we waited

oh when you drive back into town
don't wanna let me bring you down, you don't need it
I wont see your headlights flood the ground
not since the fire burnt half the town
you can't save it

oh if we'd met in another time
wonder what'd kept you up at night while you lay there?
all of my demons put to light
now I don't dream through half the night while you lay there

sloppy ba de de de de de

mio

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