Fourth episode of the adventures of Jack Babbitt, lepufologist. The full title is "Lepufology 401. Responding To An Invasion."

Lepufology is a word coined by Robert Anton Wilson in his book “Quantum Psychology,” and it means “study of rabbit-related UFO encounters.”

For more details, including a synopsis of the episode, please see : http://poligraf.tumblr.com/music/albums/thelepufologyproject

Lepufology 401 (Demo)

The Idler was born of a combination of concepts discovered while exploring various domains of knowledge during the second half of the 1990s and the beginning of the 2000s.


« The idler who does not arise when it is time to arise, who is full of sloth though young and strong, who is lazy and weak in thought and mind, does not find the path to insight. » – The Dhammapada

I was developing an interest in Buddhism, and from the works of Jung, in the concepts of synchronicity, and the collective and individual unconscious, in particular in their various manifestations as guide to personal evolution :

« L’exigence de l’inconscient serait donc l’exigence de cette évolution, l’inconscient se rappelle à nous pour réaliser ce processus d’individuation, ce processus d’éveil. » – C.G. Jung


I wondered what would happen to an individual utterly oblivious to signs, or intentionally inertial. So I imagined a confrontation between a fictional character, The Idler, and their unconscious. Frustrated by the indifference of its protégé when facing dreams, somatic troubles, preoccupations, and other such signs, the unconscious takes human form in order to convince The Idler of the necessity of evolution, not only on the material plane, but also with respect with his emotive, affective, intellectual, and spiritual dimensions.

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Lyrics :

« I don’t have the time » is the lie
I will not believe
Coming from you the alibi
Will not deceive

« I have no control over it »
I will not allow
As objection to disbelief

« I just can’t change » is this hell
You just don’t leave
While heaven is ignored you’ll keep
Facing the heat

Until this point you will admit
I will uphold my aim
You let your own inertia
Ignite the flame

Distract yourself in the tasks of the day
Don’t lie I know you’re only idling
Divert yourself in the taste of the day
You know I know you are only hiding

Angels timely sent
Keep getting lost in the noise that is maze
Blind to dreams even deaf to body
Fate is left to the hands of the clock

CONGA 2008 Demo

In The Taste Of The Day

In The Taste Of The Day (Demo)

Demo recorded in October &amp; November 2007 as a requirement for our participation in the CONGA 2008, a local contest for emergent bands.


The track is an instrumental. Here's the associated poetry :

Tell me when are these times that I have dreams about
Are they mere memories of better days gone by
Unsubstantial fancies fated to fade away
Or horizons waiting to be arisen to ?

And the fire I felt when this hope was brand new
When not even Everest could have kept me from you
Has it burned its brightest or just given a hint
Does it smolder for chance or consume its last fuel ?

And the bridge you promised would serve as my footing
Had I strayed from the path or was my step unsure 
Perchance that fall was meant to complete my healing
So I'd see for myself what my strength could endure ?

Weren't you the blue bird that had awaken me
As I laid in the cold suffering of torment
Sung me out of starving, loathing and lethargy
Invited me to rise and resume my ascent ?

As I now look forward to more of your magic
Contemplating what so far had kept me bemused 
Just ahead are the times I have dreamt ecstatic
I see the horizons and I am reinfused




Reinfused

Reinfused (Demo)

« The Chrome Lake » is the core middle part of the « Entering The Stream » trilogy. Lasting a little over 12 minutes, the suite comprises seven sections identified as follows :

1. Introversion
2. Intervention
3. Introspection I
4. Introspectrumental I
5. Introspection II
6. Introspectrumental II
7. Integration


Lyrics to 3. Introspection I

    Verse
    I see you’re down you know you can always confide in me
    Over your head in haze, I will always reflect the true story
    The picture that I see may not be complete but just the same
    Since you don’t open up, I’ll start, it’s a part of our game

    The one I see before me is lost, it’s not a pretty sight
    A living dead, a ghost, a black hole starving for some light
    I see you feel ignored, exploited, always out of breath
    I see you feel damaged, depressed, contemplating death

    It’s too hard on your nerves to recall who you must be
    The way you must behave to please, please everyone you see
    You don’t know who you are, you just try to fit their scheme
    You even let your mind become slave, slave to their dream
    Looking for advice it’s about time you found

    Chorus
    Another you – the real you
    Afraid of the way they will see
    The one who hides inside
    Another you – let them see
    The flame in your heart
    Shine
    Only you can end your misery


Lyrics to 5. Introspection II

    Verse
    I see you feel restrained, mechanized, dehumanized
    I see you feel estranged, incomplete, dissatisfied
    Anything for a refuge, an island for your mind, a flight, a break
    No amount of diversion or substance will ever dissolve the lake

    Low confidence, you can’t make a move without a guide
    Right now should you laugh or cry ? Live or die ? Can’t even decide ?
    The choice is so easy if only through my eyes for once you’d see
    You can break down your wall or endure all that will be

    You wanted advice ?
    It’s about time you showed

    Chorus
    Another you – the true you
    Afraid of the way they will see
    The one who hides inside
    Another you – let them see
    The flame in your heart
    Shine
    If you try you can end your misery 



The Chrome Lake (Demo)

« The Dam » is a 22-minute long suite in 8 movements that uses the metaphor of water flowing from source to ocean as a canvas to depict a life-changing experience.

As its title suggests, the focus of the composition is directed on one major obstacle, symbolized by a dam on a river, which the protagonist, who is also the narrator, has to conquer if they are to reach their intended destination. The storyline is inspired by my own struggle to reach the goal of earning a living through my artistic output so as to dedicate myself fully to my musical and literary undertakings.

The Dam (Demo)

« Leftoverturned » is a rehash of ideas already introduced in « 1000 Radios » or discarded from the piece’s writing sessions. The instrumental depicts the vanquishing of the countless questions presented in « Samsara. » 

The first part is entitled « No More Questions. » 

Given its structure and contents, the second part could have been named « Informaëlstrom II, » but because of the undeniable influence of Modest Mussorgsky’s « Night on Bald Mountain, » the full title finally evolved into « Atmospheric Disturbance Over Balkanian Mountain. »

Here's the associated poetry :

I had set out to understand
Which thoughts were best to be untwirled
Which lines were fit to make the strand
Which words were apt to free the world

As I advanced onto the quest
No issue left me unconcerned
No question was left unaddressed
No single stone was left unturned

Just driven on by a feeling
Proverbial mental splinter
I never knew needed healing
Explored ahead ever faster

The hands of time were overruled
Future and past blended and burned
Nobody could have had me fooled
The learned became the unlearned

Until one day I encountered
Round a corner of my psyche
Childhood events that had triggered
An invisible injury

And there and then I understood
My quest had been for disclosure
Of the wound that I had withstood
That robbed me of my composure

At first I blamed the offenders
Until I came to recognize
Playing our parts we were actors
We had not written my demise

Although that much had become clear
Most of the mystery remained
Of how I could rid me of fear
And of all that which had me pained

So on the path I walked along
Sincerely seeking the answer
Frequently deaf to my own song
To hear despair and desire

Arcane knowledge for you I yearned
As I explored ever further
The parts of me that had been burned
The heart that had learned to wither

And how often unwittingly
I strove against the unfolding
Of a process so fittingly
That mostly needed allowing

Onward I was driven by will
Guided by natural justice
All that time directing the bill
So it could school its apprentice

I scythe the sheaves and dig the roots
In my garden of souvenirs
The time has come to reap the fruits
Of endeavors over the years

On the threshold of a new life
The world I sought sincere I pray
One of love and of freedom rife
Almost in reach won't go away

The play complete the actors bow
The school is out the lessons learned
It has happened don't ask me how
Countless questions leftoverturned

Leftoverturned (Demo)

The first episode of the adventures of Jack Babbitt, lepufologist. The full title is “Lepufology 101 - Identifying Alien Leporids.”

Lepufology is a word coined by Robert Anton Wilson in his book “Quantum Psychology,” and it means “study of rabbit-related UFO encounters.”

For more details, including a synopsis of the episode, please see : http://poligraf.tumblr.com/music/albums/thelepufologyproject

Lepufology 101 (Demo)

do not fearful become
because of that one scaith
however the outcome
the hands of time will swathe
and wash away the dust
while in respite you bathe
in tomorrow you'll trust
and take that 

Leap Of Faith

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this instrumental stems from a simple progression on the nylon guitar that slowly builds and then explores a variety of landscapes. gentle and simple at its beginning, the music becomes more dramatic as the leap gets nearer. once the safety of the solid ground is left behind, it then gains the confidence to be more adventurous, until it reaches the grand moment of vindication wherein faith is justified by the unforeseeable increase in freedom that couldn’t have been gained otherwise. from there on, it experiences the joyous fun once more before returning to its original peaceful state.

i have a definite fondness for the piece as it often starts playing in my mind when i'm in doubt about particular courses of action that seem to entail some form of danger... it sings « just take the leap »

hope you enjoy it as much as i do !

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Leap Of Faith

unforeseen collapsing
personal catastrophe
the dust settling
you've done more than enough
retreat to the margin
not a day for dashes
just rest and imagine

Rising From The Ashes

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« Rising From The Ashes » is the Monthly Release for January 2020.

a restless instrumental that evolved from an unusual chord progression i stumbled upon while noodling on the nylon guitar.

it evokes the indomitable loving energy that animates all that is alive, and which seemingly never stops surging and thriving onward even when the unthinkable happens and demise appears unavoidable.

the artwork was inspired by photographs of signs of life returning after the Australian bushfires.

no picks were used during the making of this recording, which is a first for me for this type of composition. after a lifetime believing that it was necessary to use a pick to achieve a certain level of virtuosity on the electric guitar, I had an epiphany over the holidays. while discovering the works of Matteo Mancuso, it became obvious that this limitation was only conceptual and didn’t actually exist.

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Rising From The Ashes

know this melancholy
that's leaving you forlorn
and that lonesome worry
stinging your peace like thorn
have no reality
aside from when you mourn
and for all their glory
their fruits will be

Stillborn

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« Stillborn » is the Monthly Release for February 2020.

the piece is the second chapter of a composition called « Written In The Stars » which loosely tells the story of a person mourning the unexpected and untimely ending of an undertaking that was very dear to them.

in the storyline, the function of the piece is to suggest the dramatic event that led to the grieving process, the unsuccessful endeavour which is symbolized by a stillborn child. the chapter sets the scene as the protagonist, having left the city at the end of day, muses about the deceased infant while getting ready for a lonely night of mourning in nature.

the music strides forward as the protagonist transitions from a city dweller frame of mind to an introspective state, all the while advancing deeper into the wilderness. as the piece concludes, memories give way to reflection as the griever becomes enthralled by the surroundings and the starry skies.

at its origin, back in July 2017, the composition was intended as an experimental research and development exercise, with the aim of reaching new creative spaces.

the composition blends stylistic elements borrowed from many genres ranging from urban to progressive. the music pulses to the beat of electronic and acoustic drum sounds, and is augmented by excerpts of poetry readings.

this is a video for the single version of the piece. hopefully, when the recording of the whole of « Written In The Stars » is complete, and as means and resources allow, a proper conceptual video, or more likely a short film, will be released.

meanwhile, i hope you enjoy the new music !

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a list of the media files used in the making of this video is available here : 
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Stillborn Single

Stillborn

« Starscaping » is the Club release for March 2020.

The opening chapter of « Written In The Stars, » the piece is essentially an introduction to the whole suite.

A slow cresendo that begins with an atmospheric impression of an evening in nature, the composition presents the sonic elements that will constitute the auditory experience throught the whole storyline. Soundscapes, sound effects, and electronic drum sounds augment the typical progressive rock instrumentation as the music builds momentum and reaches its culmination, setting the scene for the narrative to begin.

Starscaping Single

Starscaping

Advancing
Struggling
Not knowing
If there's a better way

Of living 
This growing
Journey

It would be easy to decide
That there's no chance so save your pride
.
.

But is there some indemnity
Against boredom and apathy ?
Better to live on the wire
Than die from fear of the fire

Reflecting
Wondering
Observing
All day - Hoping for a sign

Of presence
Of guidance
Divine

Sometimes it's better not to know
Maybe goes further than a no
The future's not for me to see
But I can wish wholeheartedly

Count on the unknown quantity
Nurture the possibility
Magic needs a way to get in
Let it begin

And when it seems unlikely
That you'll ever be set free
Before the brand new day
Your darkest hour

Forget about what can't be
The sacred, the worldly
Keep open the doorway
Of uncertainty

You may find
If you open your mind
That you're one of a kind
In your finest hour

Life loves a dreamer
Amazing discovery
Wildest reality
Your wish has come to be
For all to see

Creating
Evolving
Enduring
The wait - For the harvest

Of gnosis
Prognosis
This quest

Jump at the opportunity
Rise from failure to victory
Work from dream to reality
Make life unfold differently

.
.
.
.

And when it seems unlikely
That you'll ever be set free
Before the brand new day
Your darkest hour

Forget about what can't be
The sacred, the worldly
Keep open the doorway
Of uncertainty

You may find
If you open your mind
That you're one of a kind
In your finest hour

Life loves a dreamer
Amazing discovery
Wildest reality
Your wish has come to be
For all to see

Uncertainty Principle (Demo)

« Asking For A Miracle » is a short instrumental arranged for acoustic instruments, and written in a time of dire need.

While working on the composition, I recalled a tarot reading I gave to the fiancée of my sole nephew, sometime after she had lost her first unborn baby. Although she never voiced her question, I felt that she was hoping to try to give birth again. The cards clearly told that the possibility was there despite what had gone wrong in the past, and that her attempt would be successful as long as she was willing to commit to the process and make the required sacrifices. I remember she was visibly moved by the reading and very happy about the possible outcome.

Her son, my sole grandnephew, is now three years old. The piece is dedicated to him.

The poetry has very little to do with that story. About half the stanzas have been written around the end of April, as observations on events and people in various online communities I am part of. The remainder have been inspired by interactions that took place in the recent weeks. In publishing the verses, it is my hope that some of the prayers and questions they voice will be answered.


sister Jo is in tears
her best friend died on her
after so many years
lost her fight to cancer
the ghost rings at her door
seeing no one out there
she crumbles to the floor
please spare her from despair

brother Bill generous
shares his blessings daily
though strong and courageous
he sometimes grows weary
routine never ceasing
hasn't he earned reprieve
must his words keep paving
the return of his Eve

on his own poor Kerry
wants to move overseas
to join his friends merry
and once more be at ease
can't you extend his range
of creativity
so he can bring the change
he's so yearning to see

and Peter is dismayed
by his circumstances
all his efforts unpaid
never bring his chances
lightworking all day long
good deed after good deed
little he does is wrong
why shouldn't he be freed

Alysson is in hell
or so suggests his name
a boy meaning so well
why should he miss the aim
hankering for a break
from his predicament
why can't he, for his sake
find steady employment

Persephone is flawed
or so she seems to think
why couldn't she be awed
and recognize the link
in how failings define
perfect trajectories
designed to intertwine
and resolve the stories

Kimmie is yet buzzing
planning for this and that
always multitasking
she wears more than one hat
isn't she deserving
for all her energy
why can't she be reaping
the desired synergy

and Gary is teaching
inimitable voice
that of heaven reaching
we have to make the choice
the mystery within
hints at the solution
the answers lie therein
pray confirm his vision

Eloura is upset
in her understanding
she is right on target
so she shuns the warning
blind as to the error
that causes her illness
she shoots the messenger
save her from this darkness

Eva too is lonely
upsurges of anger
and sudden enmity
are nothing to help her
in her soul restlessness
friends coming and leaving
can't you in your kindness
grant the peace she's craving

Chris is often tired
undertaking the vow
a pure land required
in the here and the now
an eight-year wide desert
whirlwind of creation
can't you with him concert
and back his solution

the church of the joyful
has for only dogma
happiness bountiful
solves all enigmata
some shout their bliss aloud
but vain simulation
dire needs doesn't shroud
please still their affliction

and how many do share
that which is not given
hurting the ones who dare
pluck the fruits of heaven
thus their mirror is bent
takers' economy
when their merit is spent
pray ease their misery

and as their world crumbles
wrongdoing they deny
when the setback humbles
they blame the gods on high
eyes open by chagrin
angels fall from the sky
teach them that there's no sin
is the tempter's best lie

all the friends of freedom
hoping for more justice
a new kind of kingdom
with no king nor malice
cannot they realize
that it is in their hand
that they must strive to rise
to reach the promised land

in judging wrong and right
and punishing the foes
among themselves they fight
of conflict in the throes
how hours are wasted
in wars horizontal
prizes never tasted
efforts detrimental

love is the only choice
upward the only road
finding our own voice
yet partaking the load
we're bound by objective
endeavour vertical
together supportive
attain the pinnacle

can you allow this wish
superorganism
must we first relinquish
our skepticism
is faith spoilt by blemish
merciless obstacle
or must we accomplish
our own miracle

Asking For A Miracle (Demo)

« The Door Of The Law » is a suite comprising six chapters inspired by « A Parable About A Parable » from Robert Anton Wilson’s « Quantum Psychology. » The allegory tells the story of a young man studying Zen who finds himself profoundly disturbed after reading « Before The Law, » a mystifying parable that can be found near the end of Franz Kafka’s masterpiece « The Trial. » Feeling that he will never understand Zen until he first understands this strange tale, the student goes to his roshi and tells him Kafka’s story of the man who waited at the Door of the Law — the door that existed only for him but would not admit him, and was closed when death would no longer allow him to enter.

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1. Prologue

{instrumental}

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2. Plight

Please help me
Oh Roshi won't you help me to see

Pray tell me
What is the point of this story
To my progress necessary

Mercy me
This parable is a mystery

Haunting me
Distracting me from my study
In meditation it disturbs me

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3. Parable

Once was a man who had made it
Up all the way to the Door of the Law
No obstacle had made him quit
No one burden had caused him to withdraw

There was a guard ... standing tall
Right on the path leading to the entrance
Duty was his to keep the wall
And greet the man who would seek admittance

The sentry said "I cannot let you in
At this moment but in time you might see
The day when your prize you're allowed to win
Permission to move onward and past me"

Thus the man sat and waited on and on
Day after day hopefully restlessly
Staying up late and waking before dawn
Struggling to retain his sanity

Out of patience the man would take his chance
And his way in he would attempt to buy
But the other would not alter his stance
No matter how often the first one would try

"It is no use giving your properties"
The sentinel responded politely
"I only consent to your briberies
So you do not give up hope entirely" (or : lose hope entirely)

Then came a day when the man felt too old
Fearful that death was about to claim him
Resigned himself having spent all his gold
Took one deep breath and expelled one last whim

"Pray tell me whom else might this door enthrall
So many years flew by in mystery
I have been told that the Law is for all
How come no one made it here but just me ?"

"I will explain" said the guard in return
"This door was made for no one but for thee
As you now die your last spark I thus spurn
The door I close and complete my duty"

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4. Pedagogue

Now I see
Dear Simon why you looked so weary

Don't worry
I will explain the allegory
And from its bind you will be free

Come with me
I know just the thing needed for thee

Follow me
The meditation hall holds the key
But the answer is one you must see

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5. Awakening

{instrumental}

________________________________________________________________________________
6. Epilogue

There is no wall confining you
There used to be, but you've left it behind

There is no guard here to stop you
The one you fear is a voice you designed

There is no door in front of you
The one you see is only in your mind

There is no law preventing you
To live you dream free yourself from your bind


The Door Of The Law (Demo)

« One Of A Kind » is the (belated) Club release for April 2020.

essentially written in one day on March 6, 2013, this upbeat folk pop summer song is about meeting someone who turns out to have special significance in one's life, and eventually becoming so close as to form a kind of unit with them.

ultimately, it's also about how every encounter, whether apparently desirable or otherwise, actually contributes to one's growth and to finding one's place in the grand scheme of things.

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verse 1

i was lonely
you were alone
silent city
no comfort zone
smiles in a faceless fight

one for the song
two for the road
please tag along
we'll share the load
hope in a heartless plight

verse 2

faithful come hell
or high water
under the spell
we're together
birds in a painless flight

if you don't mind
i'll hold your hand
we're gonna find
the promised land
steps at a trackless height

verse 3

this adventure
was no mistake
here's the future
that was at stake
wind in a fearless kite

we're the dreamers
of the big dream
all members of
one winning team
stars in a moonless night

pre-chorus

our worlds collide
no battles of pride
oh don't go
we're good for the ride
across the great divide

unexpected you
you paint my sky blue
you know
i am grateful too
for all you do

chorus

i see you you see me
delightful chemistry
we are one of a kind

i wished you you hoped me
look at you smile at me
no way justice is blind

One Of A Kind Single

One Of A Kind

Second episode of the adventures of Jack Babbitt, lepufologist. The full title is “Lepufology 201 - Investigating Burrows.”

Lepufology is a word coined by Robert Anton Wilson in his book “Quantum Psychology,” and it means “study of rabbit-related UFO encounters.”

For more details, including a synopsis of the episode, please see : http://poligraf.tumblr.com/music/albums/thelepufologyproject

Lepufology 201 (Demo)

Third episode of the adventures of Jack Babbitt, lepufologist. The full title is “Lepufology 301 - Racing Spacecrafts.”

Lepufology is a word coined by Robert Anton Wilson in his book “Quantum Psychology,” and it means “study of rabbit-related UFO encounters.”

For more details, including a synopsis of the episode, please see : http://poligraf.tumblr.com/music/albums/thelepufologyproject

Lepufology 301 (Demo)

Poligraf is currently hibernating, and probably not coming back to life, at least for the foreseeable future.

still, i have been writing new material steadily since the band was last active, and i plan to use this outlet to promote music old and new as it gets recorded and produced.

expect a mix of songs and instrumentals influenced from progressive rock and which have been written for Poligraf, singer-songwriter tunes that are closer in their essence to folk-rock or even pop, pieces for solo classical guitar, and occasional electroid experimentation. hope you enjoy the ride !

Christopher Stewart / Poligraf

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