Name: Space Oddity by Maia Jern
Duration: 5 min 40 s
Description: This is a recording I made all the way back in 2008, when I had only just started seriously playing piano again. It's not great, but it somehow feels appropriate right now. A tribute, to a man who did so much for music, and art, and people everywhere. Rest peacefully, David Bowie.

4-track recorder demo.

LYRICS:
A dead full moon has snuck up over the hills
Cold, black coffee, the last of the pills
I never shone that bright in daylight
Like a forgotten child I tend to dwell in the night
"You gotta seize the day!" Heard those words so many times
For me it's always been about these shades and the crimes
I got a sick desire, should I pray my Lord,
for you to come and stop me or should I walk out that door?

I know this town like the back of my gun
Meet me deep in the alley, and we'll have some fun
They're all a bunch of morons in this town, a nasty lot
Such easy, little victims for this hunger I've got
I watch them as they walk and as they stray from their friends
One by one I'll bring them their miserable ends
They're lured into my shed by my imposterous phone calls
Scream all you want, these are sound proof walls

Bloodshot eyes and the skin of a ghost
Without a sound I scream Carpe Noctem
I walk for hours with a craving so strong
and off the roof tops I howl towards the moon

After I'm done I fill my vials to the rim
Make my way to her house, where I know she's with him
Oh, god, she's such a beauty, black haired and blue eyed
I dream every day that she's my blushing bride
I climb through their window, quiet as the dead,
then gently take my place behind her in the bed
As I swallow down tonight's catch and moan with delight
I lick her tender skin
This is seizing the night

Bloodshot eyes and the skin of a ghost
Without a sound I scream Carpe Noctem
I walk for hours with a craving so strong
and off the roof tops I howl towards the moon

- Mikael Rasmussen
   All rights reserved

Carpe Noctem (The Spooks)

Aiming For Doves

This is a recording I made all the way back in 2008, when I had only just started seriously playing piano again. It's not great, but it somehow feels appropriate right now. A tribute, to a man who did so much for music, and art, and people everywhere. Rest peacefully, David Bowie.

Space Oddity

performed live @ deichmanske/Partys Over 28okt 2016
Vocals Maia Jern
sounds IJIN

IJIN/ Maia Jern: Mansplaining

Spökvalsen

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Sesong 2: Episode 1 - Koronaknull, rall og en dag på bordell

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Sesong 2: Episode 2 - Camming, komming og dildo med egg

Inspelad på Nacksving studio i Göteborg med Dan Viktor Andersson vid rattarna.

Text & musik: Leo Matthis-Dickson
Extra musikcred till Maia Jern

Sång & gitarr: Leo Matthis-Dickson
Piano & sång: Maia Jern

Jag äger inte bilden, utan det är en konstnär som jag inte minns namnet på. Så om någon kunde påminna mig om vem det är så vore det bra =)

Mimarens Hus (omastrad)

Ett brustet hjärta och många koppar chailatte senare.

Vi skulle bli gamla tillsammans

Maia Jern forced her way out of her mother’s womb 30 years ago in the darkness of the Finnish forests. Her first year she lived on lake water and music, and it quickly became apparent that she was destined for greatness. Her first words were not words at all, but in fact pure musical notes and she has never stopped singing since.

She was relocated to Norway at fifteen months of age, and after a few tough years in a suburban condo, she moved into a big, scary old house in the country and was forced, for the first time, to deal with other children her age. It did not go well. Her seclusion from her peers in the past had made her impossible for other kids to like, and they fled (or fought) at the very sight of her. Such began an epic struggle towards acceptance.

It did not get much better when she moved to the capital, where the kids were meaner and it was even less cool to sing well, which was all she really knew how to do. After struggling her way through school, her fight to gain the acceptance and love of her peers ended when she was fourteen years old and realised that she didn’t want their acceptance after all. Instead, she delved into the music in her head and began writing songs in earnest.

Though her earliest attempts were frankly pathetic, her songs have over time improved somewhat, and these days she spends long, sleepless nights at the piano or with her ukulele, working hard to make you some tunes that you’ll like. So, you know, the least you can do is listen to them.

Space Oddity

Maia Jern

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