This was written for a power trio, inspired by mostly 70s metal and hard rock bands, in the vein of Dio, Rainbow, Black Sabbath or Judas Priest.

Le Sabre

The result of what happens when you get so bored that you want to make yourself less bored and also decrease the boredom levels in others.

A Special Presentation with Tonsils: Christmas

Lyrics:
Backed into a corner
Left with no room to move
Trapped by the intruder
Takes the stage; a point to prove

Infiltrating by hating
Let loose the dogs of war
No serenade waiting
The allies turn and then cry poor

You sit in the ivory tower
Spectating the carnage down below
Adding fuel to the fire
As carnage sweeps through all in tow

You made me
You breaked me
Arranged me
Into a powerless silhouette

You played me
You maimed me
Castrate me
I will try to forgive, but never will forget

Like a lamb to the slaughter
Led into a beastly trap
Not saving a thought for
Our past attempts; all history lapsed

Welcome to the new future
An offer you can't refuse
Arms down or we'll boot ya
Head in the vice, now turn the screws

You sit in the ivory tower
Spectating the carnage down below
Adding fuel to the fire
As carnage sweeps through all in tow

You made me
You breaked me
Arranged me
Into a powerless silhouette

You played me
You maimed me
Castrate me
I will try to forgive, but never will forget

We own you
Control you
This situation you sit in

Denial
Survival
We know what's best for all your sins

Should I've seen this coming?
Could I have used more tact?
But my heart won't stop drumming
Through such rampant unrelenting attacks

You made me
You breaked me
Arranged me
Into a powerless silhouette

You played me
You maimed me
Castrate me
I will try to forgive, but never will forget

Powerless Silhouette

Hesh browns and coffee grounds
Fresh as a daisy, I got shit down
Best forgettin' all the hater clowns
'cause I'm high steppin' through 'em like an endzone touchdown

Another serve of hesh browns please
Time to bring extra-terrestrial steez
Simply crusin's the best release
Can't save the world, but I can carve out my own piece

Hesh browns and coffee grounds
Fresh towns to stack my deck down
Boardin's the best way to get around
I find my pride in a fine line now

Paskhowl's beats on the prowl
Well I ain't got the beats but I have got a soundcloud
Stick around 'til I've found the sound
To retreat is defeat if you want that crown

This is my ode to XO Dingo
Another bro who can decode the flow
Always knows the best road, homes
Why flaming-stop when you can flaming-go?

Hesh browns and coffee grounds
Dustin' it up so I can get some chow
Don't leave me with that furrowed brow
Believe in the free and not just the know-how


Art by http://www.furaffinity.net/user/dogguts/

Hesh Browns

Inspired by Eurovision, I gave myself a lot of free rein to (evidently) write terrible lyrics, torture a metaphor, wail in falsetto and loiter around the top of my range with careless abandon. This is your "reward".

Lyrics:
Alight the night
Go and stoke the flames of love
Alight the night
I know you feel it heating up
Alight the night
Scooch a little closer
Let's make our own fireworks

It comes running into my life
Once it's there, there's no need to wait no more
I've been pierced by a pleasant spike
Smell a goal and looking to score

Touch of a hand or a sneaky kiss
An opportunity that can't be missed
Touch of a hand or a sneaky kiss
At the point where we can't resist

Alight the night
Go and stoke the flames of love
Alight the night
I know you feel it heating up
Alight the night
Scooch a little closer
Let's make our own fireworks

The sun sets as you're by my side
We watch the world slowly dim the lights
This burning passion can't be denied
Knowing exactly what feels right

Touch of a hand or a sneaky kiss
An opportunity that can't be missed
Touch of a hand or a sneaky kiss
At the point where we can't resist

Alight the night
Go and stoke the flames of love
Alight the night
I know you feel it heating up
Alight the night
Scooch a little closer
Let's make our own fireworks

Alight The Night

How can I still like a song after I've butchered it like this?
Heineken, that's how.

"I can fix it. I'll just add another vocal track. She'll be apples."

Weight Of Living Part I (Bastille cover)

work in progress

I feel bad for not posting anything in so long, so roll with me on this if you want.

Don't Lose Me To The Madness

This is the result of being challenged to write a song in 13/4 time. Ultimately, only parts of it are in 13/4, but I'm pretty pleased to have done this - and all on the same night that the challenge was issued!

I turned up the distortion compression and paid homage to a desert rock legend with my vocal impersonations.

Lyrics:
Bruised my brain like a bullock
Abused my name like a bullet
Perused my frame like a woman
You choose my fate because I couldn't

I wanted to free myself
I wanted to feel content

You chop and change
Chop and change

Misused my fame like a shoe-in
Lampooned my game like a puddin'
Confused my shame, got me wooden
Amused my face, she's a good'un

I wanted to free myself
I wanted to feel content

This ain't the end

Chop And Change

Beer imbiber, 'burbs survivor, bass riffer and a piss-poor rhymer