|Western Great Lakes| (summer 2023 preview)

I am bound to get around to a mountain lion
in a range so bright you can't find your way. 
I am bound to get around to a mountain lion, way up high, 
stoned but not far away,
smoke marijuana to be OK. 

All right, all night, water waist high,
in the battle, I see a way out. 

Day after day, night after night, you climb, mountain lion.

Way up high, 
I build the part of me.
With marijuana, it’ll be a good night—
A way out. 
All night found a wave up on the heigh that came after me.

Puma (demo)

Cast a spell gonna find out
if I can conjure their voice, 
Not confident it'll assuage my doubts
that to let go is the best choice. 

I miss talking on the phone.
See your face when I'm alone. 
So much has happened; need to slow down.
Even though I froze in the showdown. 
Watch out for violent potentates, 
castle on a lake,
built a moat around the whole town, and
patrol the streets with AR-15s

Occurs to me I must be stronger,
more resilient, and happy—
try not to mess up when I sing.
I'm proud of you, and you're important to me. 
Hard to contend people change, when so many people don't change. 
I guess I'm asking for a limb bent down,
waiving in the rain. 
I don't want to stay the same. 
I don't want to stay the same,
like my hair always change.
People move away,
go to jail, or stop living. 

We're going to keep living.
We're going to (for now, for now, for now)
(for now, for now, for now, for now) keep living. 
I won't forget you.
Don't hesitate; shakes me to my core, when I think about the time we could have spent. Not wasting life anymore, shakes me to my core when I think about that.

Lagoon Mage (demo)

The Woods (in progress)

(in progress)

“Sounds like a feather on the wind,” Lisa said. She breathed in deeply and exhaled.

Feather On Wind (demo)

Goals are finally in front of me 
Open wide up. Don't fall through the ice. 
Finally in front of me. Open wide up. Don't fall through the ice. 
Cast a spell gonna find out
if I can conjure their voice, 
Not confident it'll assuage my doubts
that to let go is the best choice. 

I miss talking on the phone.
See your face when I'm alone. 
So much has happened; need to slow down.
Even though I froze in the showdown. 
Watch out for violent potentates, 
castle on a lake,
built a moat around the whole town, and
patrol the streets with AR-15s. 

Goals are finally in front of me 
Open wide up. Don't fall through the ice. 
Finally in front of me. Open wide up. Don't fall through the ice. 
Occurs to me I must be stronger,
more resilient, and happy—
try not to mess up when I sing.
I'm proud of you, and you're important to me. 
Hard to contend people change, when so many people don't change. 
I guess I'm asking for a limb bent down,
waiving in the rain. 
I don't want to stay the same. 
I don't want to stay the same,
like my hair always change.
People move away,
go to jail, or stop living. 

We're going to keep living.
We're going to (for now, for now, for now)
(for now, for now, for now, for now) keep living. 
I won't forget you.
Don't hesitate; shakes me to my core, when I think about the time we could have spent. Not wasting life anymore, shakes me to my core when I think about that.

Savannah Mage (demo)

Another Tide (demo)

Taking a Knee (demo)

Cover performed with https://soundcloud.com/thewankychalk

Lawyers, Guns, and Money (Warren Zevon cover) feat. thewankychalk

Embrace the changes, keep to yourself, and observe. 
Tolerance, creature comforts, picked up some habits,
I see, old man, that you’ve had some trouble keeping centered,
bones shattered, fixed to shore, wrung out at more than just one lake, 
and that you’re still mixing pills and that the pain, charged by attention, seems great, but you will be OK.  You need look no further than how you cut your brother and his lover.
Wonderful occasions bring almost all of us together and
everyone there truly smiles.
Meanwhile, subtract through hurry,   
not for you or her, momento mori.
Not Instagram or scrolling through news on the toilet, not the turns in halls we can’t see around…

Brother, gone through my things. Couldn’t drop them out an apartment, but at least I could give some away. Couldn’t let go of my American lit., or Snapchats, tasteful porn—a minor digital trace… 

(Now the singer to his love)
I know it’s alright when we say good morning and we say goodnight. 
I need you to see it through my eyes. 
I’m going to take the long way home.  
I need you to see it through my eyes. 


Take the Long Way Home

Caravan take me closer than I’ve ever been 
to the belly of something don’t know what it is  
pass by Great Lakes 5 a.m. to noon 
green breaks, summer, interstate fools 

Main reason I’m still breathing…
Wore out tread grooves way I ‘was traveling
take in the moment with all my sensory  

Drive 35 to 64 through a passage of Appalachians 
We’ll stop for burgers and talk about the election 
To the ocean find creatures in the sand 
North-route, acquaintance in Queens, awake surprised even 
tho you told me we’d get so much light. 

Main reason I’m still breathing is you. 
So what you gonna do? If you’re still grieving, don’t need to give reason. It’s hard to forget about that shit,
but got your back, said 
Worn out tread grooves way I was traveling 
take in the moment, all my sensory. 
Easy every time we cross state lines to sit in comfortable quiet.

Highway

photo by Lisa Kaminski and Michael Stock 
recorded in an abandoned building

I'm in a school house playing piano without keys, a broken school house, closed in '48, on the shores of Lake Superior. The bay is callin me to jump in.

School Blues

facial recognition 
with guitar by https://soundcloud.com/thewankychalk 
"Swing Drum Loop 80bpm" by Free Drum Loops, YouTube 2015

Ab iiVI jazz

AI Nanobots Drone 3D Printer in Ab maj. feat. thewankychalk

Snow

with guitar by https://soundcloud.com/thewankychalk

drum loop by daniB5000 YouTube

Lupine in F melodic min. feat. thewankychalk

I had you goin, didn’t I, my friend?
Tidal days, two low, two high, bay callin me,

We don’t say goodbye, just
see you again.
We’re all made of the stars and go back there again,
And If we’re made of the stars, then I’ll see you again.
All made of the stars, I’ll meet you again.

I had you goin too, didn’t I, my friend?
Tidal days, two low, two high, bay callin me.


Inspired by a conversation about Anishinaabe greetings http://www.niijiiradio.com/

Stars (demo)

If I had a way back machine, I wouldn’t have made those mistakes—I mean, I know I learn from them,  I hurt you. Wouldn’t have made them at all. 

Look at me now; you would say I might still make it somehow. Keep waiting on me, waiting on me, waiting on me, waiting on me. Keep counting on me. 

I’ll get up—don’t have to wait on me.






Credit for inspiration to Hamilton (the musical’s) “Wait for It” and Bobby McFerrin’s “Don’t Worry Be Happy”

Waiting (demo)

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