Flummox Air Traffic Now!

Asake 2:30(FRNTÉ REMIX)

Original composition….Alejandro Gonzalez M.

Ausencias

The phrase "perfect is the enemy of good" is an aphorism commonly attributed to Voltaire in 1770, but even he was apparently quoting an Italian proverb that had been around for a while.  It seemed to me to be a good idea for a song.  

Verse 1:
There was that short descriptions on page 195
It wasn’t really what I had intended to describe
And after many hours of working on the text
I gave up and decided that it was hopeless to expect
That I’d ever have the talent to do better than ok
I tossed that novel in the bin, there’s nothing more to say
It will forever go unread, I did the best I could
Perfect is the enemy of good

Chorus:
Perfect is the enemy
Perfect is the enemy
Perfect is the enemy of good
If I could make it better don’t you think I would
If I say it’s not good enough, I hope it's understood
Perfect is the enemy of good

Verse 2:
Our partnership was based on love and trust and fun
But I was undecided, would she ever be the one
Was she what I wanted, was she a perfect fit
A goddess with golden hair and unrivalled wit
A libertine, a temptress, that lovely girl next door
I let her go, so I'd be free for whatever was in store
Learned a lot about loneliness, more than I really should
Perfect is the enemy of good

Bridge:
Nothing’s ever finished
Nothing’s ever done
Always trying, waiting
While the race is being run
Perfect is my enemy
It keeps me playing small
For all that I’ve attempted
There’s not much to show at all

Verse 3:
The novel I was writing spoke of sadness and regret
For a love I’d lost so long ago that I still can’t forget
With this song I’m hoping for some closure on my past
I’m trying hard - I hope I can redeem myself at last
You’ll probably never hear this song - it won’t pass the test
That just allows perfection - I give up on all the rest
But who knows maybe this time I’ll cut myself a break
And sing this song with all it’s flaws - it’s a chance that I should take
Not perfect but maybe the very best I could
Perfect is the enemy of good

Chorus:
Perfect is the enemy
Perfect is the enemy
Perfect is the enemy of good
If I could make it better don’t you think I would
If I say it’s not good enough, I hope it's understood
Perfect is the enemy of good
Perfect is the enemy of good

Perfect is the Enemy of Good

Perfect Is The Enemy

When Life Gives You Lemons...

When Life Gives You Lemons... (Instrumental)

Just a reminder to those listening that this is all gibberish that was created with synthesizers.  If you are trying to make out what is being said, good luck ☮️💚👽🕉️

The Mediator (Act III)

From album: https://soundcloud.com/candented/sets/random-probability-spaces

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Music Visualization: https://youtu.be/bJtYuuVav1g
CANDENTED 2024

Stardust

New album by Ruffington Rabbit is out on 4/20!  "Welcome to the Farmyard"

Frogs with goggles on trippin' on LSD!!!

(Verse 1) In the heart of the swamp where the fireflies glow, Frogs rev their engines, ready to go. Dune
buggies roar, through the slimy muck, In a race for dominance, fueled by luck. (Pre-Chorus) The crowd
gets rowdy, with a lusty cheer, As frogs place bets, fueled by beer. They wager their skins, on the fastest
ride, In this wild race where egos collide. (Chorus) Racing through the swamp, in a dune buggy spree,
Frogs with goggles on, trippin' on LSD. Engines roaring loud, the ribbits are getting bizarre, In this
tripped out wacky race, we ride amongst the stars! (Verse 2) Mud-splattered chaos, under the moon's
glow, Frogs take the lead, putting on a show. Drifting around curves, with ballsy moves, In a race where
winners make daring grooves. (Pre-Chorus) The spectators holler, with a raunchy shout, As they watch
their favorites, tear it all out. With each lap completed, the tension heightens, As they gamble on winners,
with desires whiten. (Chorus) Racing through the swamp, in a dune buggy spree, Frogs with goggles on,
wild and free. Engines roaring loud, through the murky night, In this amphibian race, they'll put up a
fight! (Bridge) As the checkered flag waves, and winners are found, The swamp comes alive, with a
primal sound. Frogs leap in joy, in a hedonistic spree, In celebration of their swampy victory. (Verse 3)
But the party's just starting, it's time to unwind, As they gather 'round fires, in a frenzied mind. With
swamp water cocktails, and firefly light, They indulge in pleasures, throughout the night. (Pre-Chorus)
The losers and winners, come together in delight, In this swampy bacchanal, 'til the morning light. They
raise their glasses, to racing and fun, In this debaucherous revelry, until they're done. (Chorus) Racing
through the swamp, in a dune buggy spree, Frogs with goggles on, tripping on LSD. Engines roaring loud,
through the murky night, Tripping through dimensions, in a psychedelic plight (Outro) So here's to the
frogs, and their wild dune buggy ride, In the heart of the swamp, where passions collide. With engines
roaring and mud flying high, They'll keep racing on, 'neath the lustful sky! (Chorus) In this chemical
playground, we're feeling free, In a whirlwind of sensation, for all to see. With each touch and each taste,
we'll explore the unknown, In this swampy wonderland, where pleasures are shown. (Verse 1) Under the
strobe lights, the scene comes alive, As frogs hop and sway, in a psychedelic dive. With each dose and
each hit, we're pushing the brink, In this chemically-charged carnival, where we drink. (Chorus) High on
the buzz, and soaring on trips, Frogs with goggles off, licking psychedelic drips. With pills and powders,
we're on a wild ride, In this swampy frenzy, we'll let nothing hide. In the moonlit swamp, where secrets
abide, Amphibians feeling all kinds of wide-eyed. With psychedelic hues, in their minds they're rode,
Through realms unseen, where reality's strode. The night becomes a canvas, where dreams unfold, In the
psychedelic journey, where stories are told. They dance with the stars, in a cosmic waltz, As their minds
unravel, in psychedelic vaults. (Chorus) High on the buzz, and soaring on trips, Frogs with goggles off,
licking psychedelic drips. With pills and powders, we're on a wild ride, In this swampy frenzy, we'll let
nothing hide.

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