Some things belong underground, though they may emerge every now and then to feed in the night.

"The Busy Worms" is a sweet little bedtime story about things which wiggle and dance in the serious moonlight. So let's dance. But then it's time for bed.


LYRICS
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(What? Oh I guess I can tell you one little story. Ok, lay down...)

A wee little wiggle, deep underground
Turn of the shovel, see what we've found
Yes you can hold one but don't squeeze too tight
They'll squirm from your fingers and slip out of sight

Now don't worry darling, don't catch a fright
The worms are just hungry, they feed in the night
Slippery, slimy and hidden from sight
Twisting and turning they dance in the moonlight
Dance in the moonlight

The worms are busy tonight

Yes you can hold one but don't squeeze too tight
They'll squirm from your fingers and slip out of sight

The earth is no object, it's just passing through
They keep the soil healthy for me and for you
Slippery, slimy and hidden from sight
Twisting and turning they dance in the moonlight
The serious moonlight

The worms are busy tonight

Did you ever think when a hearse drives by
That you may be the next to die?
They'll wrap you up in a big white sheet
That covers you from your head to your feet
They'll lower you down in a deep dark pit
And leave you alone to rot in it
The big black bug with the big red eyes
Crawls in your innards and out your sides
The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out
They dance the watusi upon your snout
The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out

(Good night, sweet dreams. See you in the morning!)

The Busy Worms

Astronauts say that when they see the Earth from space, it changes their way of understanding life.
We will soon make a guitar version.
Photo: NASA

Beauty Blue

picture 2025

Calm Day OctoBtw

with some local friends :)
andrew salvner (lil' spaceman) bass guitar
casey denno guitar
adam weiler drums
adam lupo guitar
artwork by daughter riley/iboyte

the sea of the lords

Birdwatcher

Orbital

Original by Donovan 1967

PdB Orchestra : Guitars, trompets

Mellow Yellow

Everything you hear in this remix of Tamino’s Habibi was created using only my voice. The beatboxed rhythms, harmonies, and backing vocals are all my original compositions. I’ve been wanting to challenge myself with a project like this for a long time—no instruments, no backing track, just vocals. I chose this song because it’s one of my favorite love songs—it hits deep every time. 🖤 A lot of heart went into this, so I hope it speaks to you.

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Something hides in every night
Brings desire from the deep
And with it comes a burning light
To keep us from our sleep

And as the full star tries his best to make the white pearl shine
Glances of a new day have arrived
And though he's not alone, he fears to never love another
And leave his heart forever with her smile

Haa-aah
Habibi, light is burning
As I am burning
Habibi, light is burning
As I am yearning

Something died within a soul
Left the eyes to rust
And every time it is recalled
It covers all in dust

Haa-aah
Habibi, light is burning
As I am burning
Habibi, light is burning
As I am yearning

And meanwhile, a whole lot goes down
Somewhere in the darkness, us together for a while
You loved it then, so did I
A feeling deep inside you wants to love it all again

Now don't leave it there, just give it a chance
If only I'd forget you after one last dance
But you're everywhere, yes you are
In every melody and in every little scar
Yes you are, you are, love

Habibi, light is burning
As I am burning
Habibi, light is burning
As I am yearning

Habibi – Tamino (A Cappella Cover)

written by jeff gardiner

There's a Wrinkle  in the Moment 
the Muse is missing in the War Zone
Beauty has a different definition
in the loaming of the elder days

My Alcoholic friend came busting through the treeline
stone cold sober, when the quarter moon was rising
and the surf was crashing
crying like a child

Said he saw the future in a puddle in his driveway
after eating mushrooms from Hawaii-

That's when i started laughing
That's when i started crying
trying and deciding to give it all away-
beginning with Cessation
embracing the rejected
replacing the infected with absolutely nothing but Compassion-

Forgiveness out of order
being highly overrated
since the bad behaviors
are in the very natures of the perpetrators

Recalibration,  however is an option
in the aftermath's Duration
and the possiblity of Passion 
still lingers in the fingers on the fretboards
and the singers sing songs they've written
while smitten with emotion of the joyful
and broken hearted lovers and covers
and collections of recollections of Moments--

Wrinkle in the Moment ( from the Half-Life collection on Bandcamp)

I Contain Multitudes

Verse 1
I walk through fire just to chase the rain,
Whisper truth, then lie again.
I'm the preacher and the heretic,
The holy book and the heretic's trick.
I say I won’t, but then I do—
Don’t look for logic, I’m just passing through.

Pre-Chorus
I’m not broken, I’m just wide—
A thousand voices deep inside.

Verse 2
I loved you and I walked away,
I begged for night, then prayed for day.
I'm soft as silk, I’m hard as stone,
A crowded house that stands alone.
Don’t try to pin me to one name,
I’m changing every time you say it’s the same.

Pre-Chorus
You can’t cage what never hides—
I live on both the wrong and right sides.

Chorus
From chaos to the calm, 
from crimson to blue,
I’m the echo, I’m the spark, 
I’m the old and the new—
Every fire, every fuse—
But that’s the path I choose.
Do I contradict myself? I surely do.
I contain multitudes.

Verse 3
I’m thunder rolling in a lullaby,
A laugh that ends in a cry.
I’m the dream and the doubt, the whisper and shout—
The silence you can't figure out.
So let me be messy, let me be wide,
I’m not one thing—I’m all I hide.

Pre-Chorus
I’m not broken, I’m just wide—
A thousand voices deep inside.

Chorus
From chaos to calm, 
from crimson to blue,
I’m the echo, I’m the spark, 
I’m the old and the new—
Every fire, every fuse—
that’s the path I choose.
Do I contradict myself? I surely do.
I contain multitudes.

I Contain Multitudes

AVANT GARDE | GUTTER PROG | GARAGE JAZZ

Some of our art is made on computers, some of it is made by hand. We are particularly interested in that gray area in between where you cant really tell. All of what we create here is one work laid out in segments, all connected. The Mystic Tape Deck universe is vast and explores all manner of adding meaning to our lives, while pondering meaninglessness.

Please consider supporting our project and helping us complete the work. We make books and cds that go with them. We also have a graphic novel and a custom oracle deck in the works. All part of the story.

A Multimedia Puzzle-Story Of An Immortal Being's Struggle To Define And Exert Their Will Upon A Wholly Deterministic And Ambivalent Multiverse, And The Strange Cult Who Loves Them.

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