How To Lie With Statistics.  2021 Janine Levinson

You take the bottom
You take the top
You take the middle
And add them up
Then you divide
So everyone is average

And then you talk 
About it all
You make it so
You smooth it out
If you don't speak
Don't say the word
Then it won't be

May it never be

The sound of the word makes you average
And when you say the word it makes you average
And time will see what becomes of me
'Cause I don't believe in average

And so you speak
You speak the word
Then everyone is indistinct
The twenty-four, the ninety-three
The thirty-five, the seventeen

And not a one will hear his name
But instead will stand in line
And just because the world is round
Will join their hands and always rhyme

The sound of the word makes you average
And when you say the word it makes you average
And time will see what becomes of me
'Cause I don't believe the averages

Average things in a special design
Special things in an average design
Some times in your life, in your lifetime
Special things in a special design

You take the bottom
You take the top
You take the middle
You add them up
Then you divide
So everyone is average

And then you talk 
About it all
And wonder what
What can it mean
To then divide 
To find the mean
Of ninety five and seventeen

The sound of the word makes you average
When you say the word it makes you average
I don't believe in average

How to Lie with Statistics

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Primitive

I wrote this one during lockdown a while back, it needs a bit of work....

From Aunty Joan

An Emperor sits on his throne
Building states from human bones
I heard all this from Aunty Joan
She told me on the telephone

Learn to love your inner beast
She said with fortitude at least
put your best foot forward now
Try not to slay the sacred cow

Welcome to the bottom of the pile
You might be here with us for quite a while
And if you're wondering where the moneys gone
It never stays around for far to long long

Prepare for the worst but hope for the best
Scream and shout, don't let it rest
Let it out, get it off your chest

I heard all of this from Aunty Joan
She told me on the bleeding telephone
She told us all this day would soon arrive
And we should hope and pray for our lives

I'm a little wary and skeptical
To drink or not to drink,  and question all
Try not to fight or cause a public brawl
Its what she said to me  if I recall
Unless I want them to cut off my balls

Prepare for the worst but hope for the best
Scream and shout, don't let it rest
Let it out, get it off your chest

I heard all of this from Aunty Joan
She told me on the bleeding telephone
She told us all that day would soon arrive
And we should hope and pray for our lives

Entropy

From Aunty Joan (Remixed Demo) 2022

It’s just a love song. Written in June/July 2022 but set in a room in an old house in Exeter in 1985.

Lyrics: 
I must accept its love

My watch strap smells of perfume from a town in Southern France
You wore my watch last weekend at a party where we danced
We were kissing in the pub, our friends were laughing,  they were singing
The band was playing loud, our lips were sore, our ears were ringing

And now, the window to my room is open to the night
Its cold but I can see the stars, and watch the trees sway in the moonlight
The tap drips, floors creak, but I’m safe within these walls
And I miss you so badly, can’t live at all

Its just so strong ,I feel possessed by these thoughts of you
I’ve tried to fight it but there is nothing I can do
I should accept its love

I hear the train announcements from platforms down the hill
And prayers are said for our love in a room that’s light and still
I love this life I live, but now its dull and slow without you
I don’t want that anymore, and now I know what I must do

And now, I’m alone and lying in the deepest bath
My fingers trace the places on my body where you kissed me in the dark
I want the movement of your body, I want the touch, I want the heat
And I miss you so badly, just got to get through this week

Its just so strong I feel possessed by these thoughts of you
I’ve tried to fight it but there is nothing I can do
And Its changed my life and now all I want is you
I must accept its love
Yes, I know its love
It’s our love 

(Fade out….)
(Sitting by an open window, cold breeze airs my mind
I’ve been writing words with lonely meaning just to pass the time
And I should be working, or reading or something, just things that have passed me by
But your image haunts, it controls my senses, you have my heart and mind
(So Lost without you)

James Whiteman June 2022 (and fade out James Whiteman, 1985) Copyright

I must accept it's love

My wife was listening all day to me working on this song. When I added a banjo, her interest piqued, and she wrote lyrics for a country feel.

The Prescription Blues
Lyrics Veronica Krath
Music Mike Krath
Performed and Produced Mike Krath

In the morning when I rise
Gotta take these pills to feel alive
They help me get through another day

Through all my aches and all my ills
My salvation lies in a tiny pill
And my life lies on a prescription pad

Why did the Lord put me on this earth
Just to take all these pills to feel my worth
Wish I could take my body back

Oh Lord, I wish there was another way,
To make it through another day,
Then taking all these pills.

Chorus:
And in the end when I die
My hope is that I’ll find myself in paradise
With no pills and no more pain
Cause to live is Christ and to die is gain.

The Prescription Blues

COtu - Production, Guitars
Negative Headphone - Production, Guitars
Mix by the amazing Negative Headphone

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Phases

Phases    - - - - - - Negative Headphone and COtu

Here’s my latest track with lots of synths, piano, bass, percussion and vocals. 😊🎶🎹🎵🎼🎧🌷

Big thanks to my awesome bf Sander for this gorgeous mastered version. @wane-of-summer 😊❤️❤️❤️🎶

SPOKEN FOR

I can’t stop the time from passing
I can’t stop time…
How would I not know you
Sister in spirit brother in arms
Taking comfort in the absurd
The fleeting joy of transient bodies
And strange faces
How would I not love you
How would I not pursue you
Weapons of indifference
Shields of sarcasm
Do not deter the ardent adventurer

The Alchemist's Face

A flamenco waltz to put music to the compilation of photographs taken this summer in the marshes of Huelva. Andalusia. Spain.
Un vals flamenco para poner música a la recopilación de fotografías realizadas este verano en las marismas de Huelva. Andalucía. España.
https://youtu.be/s7hfxtc5p8Q

EL VALS DE LA MARISMA

70's groove (part 2)

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