different gravities
mov. II of IV

written for & performed by Longleash
recorded at the Loretto Motherhouse, Lebanon, KY

different gravities, mov. II

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U do too many guy things
and theirs a problem
Bringing me here over just to get involved 
Theirs not too many options 
On my conscious 
Even when I miss you it’s hard to get it solved 
And u changed beyond it
Do u want this?
Are u sure about it all
It’s crazy how I see it from a different universe 
I have too many wild dreams 
Seeing you as a different type of person 
Theirs not much to get it wrong 
Are u even sure about this?
When you changed it, putting on a mask 
It’s so hard to put it on 
Oh how you feel about this?
Seeing the person I onced love for who I thought u was 
You didn’t care about this
Saw a different you when u changed all of the above 
U really took this route yes
even in this universe I even wrote this song
It’s crazy how I saw these lyrics 
with everyone involved 
Seeing these words being written down thru a dream 
Nvr really thought that this is how things would be
I think I really lost it
Hoping time would heal but even that takes time 
I thought u really want this
In that universe I saw u change your mind 
Guess theirs not that many options
I awoke one day and I return to my home 
My parents told me watch it
And I tried to change you with this universal remote 
Guess I’m really not a prophet 
and I tried to see you even outta of my control
Thinking that u cursed me but the reverend lives through me
And I’ll admit I’m not the best but just know I’m in the works
Cuz when you left me, the Lord found me in the worst
I guess I really thought this
Would all come together but I was so wrong 
I do too many guy things 
When I first found u
U had to get involved 
I gave myself these problems 
And u solved it
Your mother said I’m no good for you in the long run
She really was the one watching 
And I don’t blame her
I take it all on
their wasn’t anymore options 
cuz even when you missed me it was hard get involved 
So then I really lost it



And I thought I felt better, I guess I’m really not 
It’s been 2 whole years since I felt I did u wrong 
I used to play “come and see me” when I was on my way to you
That was 4 years ago I guess it’s not meant to be
When my cousin told me that, having these problems with you 
He even got a child now, I know it changed his view 
when you not listening, I know u still listening 
when your eyes are somewhere else I know still watching 
My best friend told me man, that sh is for the weak
I know he got a point but who one to make you strong
u do
u do, u do

I even stopped smoking weed, just to make sure that I’m good
and this goes out for the homie, when u cried in front of me
I felt the tears fall when u said that, I know exactly what u mean
I cut my own hours, I cut my own time
I cut my own flowers, I cut my own ties
Watering the wrong gardens and I feel sorry
Wanna be Vegeta, but I’m really just like goku
Forgiving the wrong people and I nvr even asked my father sorry
All the things I wish I nvr told you 
U do too many guy things 
How u get bored now, u have a playground to yo self
I really wish u told me, your all outta time geez
ever since u left I swear this all my heart sings 
That’s why 
U do too many guy things
U should stay inside more, start going out less 
U do too many guy things 
U have so many guy flings

I do too many guy things
And I put that on my time piece 
U do too many guy things
U do
U do, u do

U do too many guy things (3x)

u do

DAW: Reason 13
Keyboard Controller: Arturia Keylab 88 mkII
Piano VSTs: 
Hammers and Waves Modern Grand - Dark Winston
Pianoteq 8 Stage - HB Steinway Model D
Spitfire Audio - Cinematic Soft Piano: 50 50

Night Piano 2 a.m.

The nail feels differently than I thought it would. Its bulkiness is surprising considering how minimal the piercing end is. The weight of the hammer makes this easy, until I have to swing it. 

The distance between the hands must be why this one looks so big and the other so small. The screams of terror are deafening, especially the feet. You would think I could stop swinging. 

Once he's lifted into the air you can see my handiwork. Not a single bone broken. His father must be nearby. He wants him to forgive me. "Surely, he was the Son of God!" (Matthew 27:54)

Outstretched arms of my Savior
One more swing from my hand
Why am I in denial
Sin after sin

God in Heaven
What a sinful man I am
I know I don't deserve Your mercy
But You've had a plan

You sent Your Son for me
Nailed up high for the world to see
These nails, one cross, and my hammering hand
How can I understand
Love beyond my hammering hand
These nails, one cross, and my hammering hand

Am I getting nowhere 
I know You're in my heart
Every time I want to be near You
Sin tears me apart
My aching heart

Father in Heaven
What a sinful man I am
I can't get rid of
My hammering hand

You sent Your Son for me
Nailed up high for the world to see
These nails, one cross, and my hammering hand
How can I understand
Love beyond my hammering hand
These nails, one cross, and my hammering hand

How can I understand
Love beyond my hammering hand
These nails, one cross
And my hammering hand

Hammering Hand

HEDGE IN GARDEN 3

Seven years ago, I recorded this sketch. Today, I just added some silly notes. Back then I wrote: 

"You might know this, too. There are phases when I don't get any proper writing or playing done. Paradoxically, the longer these phases last, the higher the expectations to come up with someting really good or new. That's silly of course, but telling this myself doesn't help.
What can be really soothing, though, is to repeat something you know (or hope) will just do. Repeat your favourite idea, and just enjoy that rather than trying to come up with something new. Just do the same old stupid thing again. And repeat!

After my daughter was born, I couldn't play anything for quite a few months. This piece was the stupid thing I came up with. For me at least, it's quite a lovely reminder.

Btw., the voice is taken from an interview with the great Eric Whitacre​."

That Stupid Chord - Remix

This is the hour my soul, your free flight into the wordless,
Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done,
Fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the themes we love best,
Night, sleep, life and the stars.

Music Copyright Brian James McDonald (ASCAP)
Copyright 2024 Hoon Toons Publishing (ASCAP)
All Rights Reserved Worldwide

Night, Sleep, Life and the Stars

A Little Bit Southbound Pachyderm

Solo Kurzweil Piano.  Created in Real-Time in my home studio.

Photo by Darren Lovecchio, DarrensImages5157@yahoo.com.

Year of Music: June 27, 2025

Is it true?

IMPOSSIBLE

why do i feel like every time we talk
i need to bring a lawyer and a gun?
you say that i hesitate; for me it's just common sense
dodging all your bullets is just my way of self defence

& it's one step forward, two steps back
three if i start to run
spinning round in circles
but you're trip is far from done

every conversation is like a hostage negotiation
every loaded question is a trap
why is it always me who's in the wrong?
why am i to blame for all the things i didn't done?

& you're screaming like a rocket
you're screaming like a child
you're screaming like a banshee
like some creature of the wild...

you're impossible, impossible to me
it's possible that the wide world can see that
you're impossible... impossible to me

why do we dance like there's a minefield underneath?
one wrong step and you'll blow us both to smithereens
why can't you just accept me for who i am
instead of trying to turn me into your version of a better man?

i don't think i could kill you 
although some might say i should
coz as much as i hate you
you're still my one true love...

you're impossible, impossible to me
it's possible that the wide world can see that
you're impossible... impossible to me

Engineered by Mike Gaydusek at Nightbird Studios LA, August 2018.

None

Impossible

I’m a song-writer who enjoys creating music of any genre.

My son recently introduced me to A.I. and taught me how to do covers of my previously released non-A.I. music. Since I've never considered myself a performer (except playing with worship bands at church or solo-piano at a rehab center) using A.I. is right up my alley.

Since I've  exhausted using my previously released music for A.I. covers, I now compose music in a DAW, rip to a wave file, and make an A.I. cover of this wave file. I then write lyrics to the A.I. music. It takes around 100 A.I. iterations to complete the lyrics and get a style I'm happy with.  

Brief Bio: Lived more than a quarter of my life overseas (Egypt, Saudi Arabia, Turkiye, Italy, Japan, South Korea, and Taiwan). Each country gave me an appreciation for different types of music plus probably why I get bored easily in sticking with one genre or another.

Night Piano 2 a.m.

Mike Krath