Blues

This is a multi-layer planned song I wrote on a Korg Radias keyboard and sang.

Normal Skeleton

In the heatwave of 2024, when my air conditioner died, while the repair man named Jack was installing a new one, I recorded this multipart improvised song, using a real drum set and a chromatic harmonica and Korg Radias keyboard.

Air Conditioning Jack

This was a first time collaboration.  I started with Shawnee's solo improvisation, and then I overdubbed my own improvised organ on top of it.

Et Tu Etude

I copied Jimmy's original song onto my BOSS RC 50 loop pedal, then overdubbed an improvised organ layer onto it using Korg Radias, then let it keep going and extended the end with some more sadness.

Junkie Serenade

I love the organ melody progression in this song at the beginning.  This is number 5 in my "Nullanon" series which is depression stuff, mixed with some funk organ.  The lyrics for this song is mostly about accepting what happened already and moving forward (stoic philosophy).

LYRICS:
Everything that was is now undone.
Every time we lost, we thought we won.
Everywhere we went is just a memory that fades,
Everything we said was just a promise that we'd made,
And now those promises are broken.
It took us way too long to figure out.
We didn't seem to start,
When we did, we never carried through.
We had a chance, but didn't try.
Pick up our mess, and collect ourselves,
Gather some hope, move forward again.
Rusted old tools in the dust on the shelf,
Moments before it's the end.
Might as well give it our all,
Nothing to lose,
One final attempt.
Maybe we're spent,
But that's how it went.
Might as well give it our all,
Nothing to lose.
One final attempt.
Maybe we're spent,
But that's how it went.

That's How It Went

This song is number 7 in my "Nullanon" series.  It was made to address my late depression period, cause I'm tired of doing things that nobody cares about, especially when the thing you are doing is complicated.  It's about trying to accept that putting all of your energy into a project isn't really worth it, cause you get burned out.

LYRICS:
Can we forget?
Is it time yet?
Will there be more?
Was there before?
When it's all done,
Can we have fun?
Can we forget yet?
Can we forget?
Is it time yet?
Will there be more?
Was there before?
When it's all done,
Can we have fun?
Can we forget yet?

Can We Forget Yet

A very very long psychedelic ambient drone rock song with multiple sections, some choral, some tribal handpan with didgeridoo, some funk, some blues, and some jazz.  Took me forever to make this one, lots of post filter work and manual audacity adjustments.  Trying to really get a continuous drone feeling across multiple genres.  I had to "Paul Stretch" the ending if you know what I mean.  Long Saturday and I'm not done yet and it's 4am.  Gonna start making a composite music video of me playing multiple instruments in a new song to add to Nullanon series.  I enabled this entire song to be free download and creative commons, meaning you can mostly do whatever you want with it.

The Long Drone

The Long Drone (Free Download, Creative Commons)

This is the 9th song in my Nullanon series, introducing The Forever.  Severely interesting avant-garde hammond organ at the beginning, after the very calm intro.

LYRICS:
Across from The Nullanon,
Come forth from The Never.
Who holds us unworthy,
Revere Forever.
Forever was fellow and kin of The Difference,
But they parted their ways as their paths led too far.
Forever has since been aligned with The Same.
Shall we be honored, or found wanting?
Who can we blame?
Who can we blame?

The Forever

This song is not cleaned up at all.  Very little post-recording work.
The point of this song was to demonstrate just one of the processes I use to make songs on a BOSS RC 50 Loop Pedal track, and to try out making a composite music video of me playing multiple parts like everyone does at some point.  This is just my raw voice with no vocoders or pedals this time.  I kind of did an ok job on the video, but I'll let you be the judge.  I used Kdenlive on Ubuntu Linux to make the video.

COMPOSITE MUSIC VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6P-yeDvhzGA

LYRICS:
Let there be something new.
Can there be two?
Can there be three?
Me and me and me?
Should there be four?
Should there be more?
We were alone with The Nullanon.
Is it better now?
Or is it The Same?
What is The Difference?
Are we to blame?
How far is Forever?
Let there be something new.

Let There Be Something New

Depressing song with some soul organ.

LYRICS:
When things are down, all around,
And everything in town is out of place,
When people all wear frowns and you have lost respect for the entire human race,
When anything you do isn't worth a smile on a face,
We'll give up.

When simple things are complicated everywhere you go,
When everyone controlling you is someone you don't know,
When every piece of news is a fabricated show,
We'll give up.

We'll give up, together.

If you find you lost your motivation,
If your job is stingy on vacation,
If you pretty much are treated like a rat,
We'll give up.
We'll give up.

We'll give up, together.

If you find you lost your motivation,
If your job is stingy on vacation,
If you pretty much are treated like a rat,
We'll give up.
We'll give up.

We'll give up, together.

We'll Give Up

LYRICS:
When it's too hard to keep up,
Just getting by,
Pushing that boulder up to the sky,
What would happen if we just let go?
Let go.
Drop the ball.
Let the boulder roll down the mountain into the town.
Why are we holding this burden for them?
What do they know?
Let go.
Sisyphus, let go.

Sisyphus, Let Go

Just some blues fun back on my Korg Radias keyboard.  A few stretches applied in Audacity.

Grout

I wrote the lyrics to this in 2019 as a poem and finally got around to using it.  Lots of voice blending me harmonizing with myself through different vocoders on the TEOP1.  I got out my old Hohner Chromonica 260 (I need to clean it, it was disgusting).

LYRICS:
We hope of false, a hope that’s false.
We toss our hope, soon to be lost.
It steals our mind and poisons our heart,
Out there among a floating nothing.
With dreams of someone to catch what’s sought,
Thrown like a rope, with hope it’s caught.
And then we pull with all our might,
In hope the rope will soon pull tight.
We pull, suspended in the air.
It seems as if there’s someone there.
And only when we realize, after pulling for your friend,
The rope has come up to the end.
You still are where you once began.
Your force from pulling was making it tight.
You reeled a fish that wasn’t there.
The smile you had was worth it, right?

False Hope

For reasons unknown but time will tell...
Multi-instrumentalist, all types of music, all types of methods.
Occasional collaborations with other artists.
Sometimes I post the sheet music if it's piano.
Lately, my favorite instrument is a TE OP-1 Field keyboard.

Blues

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