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The man was a runaround until he met a girl he loved, then he settled down. A bit later he notices she's not as interested in him as she once was, so now he's downtrodden and laments his former ways...and now hers.

Wrong Wrong, So Wrong

Wrong, So Wrong

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The return to one. 
One life 
One love 
One world. 
The life  
Of a tree 
Standing 
And free 
Come and see 
The light in me. 
Do or do you 
Not believe? 
The proof is  
In the air 
Your breath 
You don’t have 
To stare.

One Life

If you're a fan of 1960s surf songs and movies, this song will bring back memories. It's Frankie and Annette material that will get your feet moving forward and your mind moving back in time...not always a bad thing. It's about a guy in love with a girl and he doesn't mind being out of his mind in his asylum for two. New surf music from the '60s now in the 21st century.

Surfin' Asylum for Two

It's the Livin' That Counts

Woman leaves man so he hits the dating scene with all the usual trappings. His goal is to find a new love, but he's stuck in an emotional rut and finds out that what he's really looking for is a copy of his lost love. Old story....

Runaround

Dreaming of a better world without starving children, without pointless violence and wars, without poverty, racism and hate. The list of the bad gets long very quickly. Most people are good and decent so why aren't we doing better? Hmmmm....

I Had a Dream

Man leaves woman after avowing forever love. He's a cad. She's sad. Her friends warned her. Listen to your friends. 

Full Moon Shining

Woman regrets losing a love many years earlier; she recalls that the "love was good but we forgot to try." Sound familiar? Just a sweet old fashioned country ballad some may find pleasing. 

Down Life's Road

Lyrics: 
A simple moon ray
Lit up my room
A fragile whisper
Dissolved the gloom
The steady thumping of my heart
Made me wonder why you never came back

Why do you make it seem so easy
To break the oaths, to shatter the glass
I can’t accept the anatomy of absence
I still sense your skin almost all the time

I stare at the abyss of the night sky
I see us in a vision, the remnants of your touch

In the gravity of your absence, I drift through the void
Dark matter thoughts where the light is destroyed
And I lay here… love deployed.

Come on, don’t leave me with my cryptic parables
It can’t be so easy to live your life as if I was never yours
I’m here, trying to poetize this burning feeling
To romanticize what’s fleeting
To make some sense of why you’d go

One moment you believed it, the next you were leaving
You left me feeling small, so pathetic
All I have is to cling to some dignity
By telling this story like it’s prophetic…

In the gravity of your absence, I drift through the void
Dark matter thoughts where the light is destroyed…

All I want to say is I hate that you’re gone
And I loathe that you forgot
And I hope that you regret it,
That your heart can’t forget it,
When my shadow appears, may you endlessly dread it

Lyrics, production, covert art: Adriana Lazcano

all I want to say..

Love In Silence

Classic story of romantic break up and heart break. Woman laments loss of her love so she does what many people do: sits in her apartment drinkin' and smokin' and feelin' alone. Nice lyrics and instrumentation in my view. What do you think? 

Smokin' Drinkin' Feelin' Alone

Smoking Drinking Feeling Alone

Love at the Wrong Time

When I was a child, 
one old man told me
"Old days ain't like they once were
Back then, we had one Billy the Kid
Now, this country is full of them"

"Full of them," he said
Full of them
Full of them

These days, all these young folks say
Things were simpler in their grandpa's day
You didn't need all them ten-dollar words
Back when they had just one Billy the Kid
Now, this country is full of them

Full of them, they said
Full of them
Full of them

When I was a child, 
one old man told me
"Old days ain't like they once were
Back then, we had one Billy the Kid
Now, this country is full of them"

Full of them, he said
Full of them
Full of them

Full of them
Full of them

Track from the album "Send In The Clowns"

Send In The Clowns

Billy The Kid

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Indie Pop, Dreampop, Hypnagogic Pop, Neo-Psychedelica, Chillwave, Bedroom Pop, Jangle Pop, Indie Rock, Sophisti-Pop, Alternative

the painted bird

Dark Cabaret, Vol. 1 is a séance for machines, bodies, and ghosts that never stopped performing. It lives somewhere between the gutter and the stage — a fever-dream city where the bars hum in trip-hop time, the circuses burn, and the jukebox keeps spinning cracked vinyl long after last call.

Each track is a small theatre of survival. The rhythm crawls slow and narcotic; beats pulse like faulty neon; melodies sway with the weariness of dancers who’ve outlived the applause. The stories move through smoke and rain — bartenders pouring fire instead of faith, wire-walkers hanging whole crowds on a thread, street preachers soldering sermons out of broken circuits, lovers reading the scars on each other’s skin like sheet music.

The sound is cabaret after the collapse: trip-hop basslines and downtempo electronica draped in dust-bowl brass, cracked-piano chords, and whispered confessions. It borrows from vaudeville, gospel, and film noir but speaks in the language of feedback, reverb, and rust. Every groove is haunted by the same tension — between flesh and circuitry, performance and decay, faith and fatigue.

These songs inhabit the ruins of spectacle. They ask what remains when glamour corrodes and holiness shorts out — when all that’s left is the pulse, the hiss, the breath between verses. Dark Cabaret, Vol. 1 is that breath made audible: an after-hours communion for the wired, the weary, and the beautifully broken.

God Machine (C-Side)

MUSIC MADE IN CANADA: Music has been a large part of my life since my teen years when I started playing guitar. Used to play popular pop and country songs in bars, songs written by other artists but for past couple decades have focused entirely on writing and producing my own songs across a number of genres: pop, country, blues, and more recently dream pop and what I'm calling whiskey blues dream pop, a style that merges the two and that seems complimentary to my ear. I believe each style can sound good and give people pleasure: that's my goal in writing. Now I produce sounds featuring both male and female vocals as the lyrics dictate; variety is the spice of...well, you know. Thanks for listening.

It's the Livin' That Counts

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