Spaces

written by Dino Fernandez, on 5/29/2021

(Verse1)
There was a time back then,
I didn't know any better.
I only did the things I wanted,
While everyone did the same.
You kept it all inside you.
I always asked how you were.

(Verse2)
We ended up taking each other for granted.
We tried, that's the way it went.
I thought we walked on the same side,
Looked at life eye to eye.
You kept it all inside you,
& I didn't know what to do.

(Bridge)
You didn't tell me, you couldn't say.
I swear I asked you, I know I did.
I thought about you, but you just said nothing.
I thought I knew you,
But there's always something you kept from me.

(Chorus)
You & I flew out to the skyline,
Crashed it to the swollen ground.
You & I pierced the winded cloud
& placed it on our make believe.

(Verse3)
Remember when we were younger,
Tomorrows were filled w hope.
You cherished & accepted all the flaws I had,
No matter its shape or weight.
I couldn't face what was going on,
You wouldn't have done what you did.
It's hard to take in what became of you.

(Bridge2)
You didn't tell me, I couldn't show.
I swear I asked you, I know I did.
I thought I knew you, I should've known better,
I thought I loved you, I should've loved better;
You needed me.

(Chorus2)
You & I brushed the farewell skies
& stole the evening's darkness.
You & I dove into the ocean
& drowned in the sky!

(Ending fade put... end)

You And I

Demos with Protis

Friday Night (co-write with Protis)

Sending Some Sunshine 
  
Copyright 2022 by Kennan Zishka 
 
Music by Protis 
Vocals by Teodora
Lyrics by Kennan Zishka and Leanor Johnston
  
The sun sometimes 
Hides behind the clouds 
Or at least sometimes 
It seems that way 
The wind seems colder 
Across my shoulders 
Across my shoulders 
  
Thanks for thinking of me today 
Thanks for sending some sunshine my way 
  
The day sometimes 
Takes a turn to grey 
Or at least sometimes 
It seems that way 
The sky seems darker 
Far from the harbor 
Far from the harbor 
  
Thanks for thinking of me today 
Thanks for sending some sunshine my way 
  
I’m looking to the horizon 
Wonder where the time has gone 
Leaving scars 
Leaving scars 
I sometimes need a reminder 
To find a sky that’s kinder 
To my heart 
To my heart 
  
Thanks for thinking of me today 
Thanks for sending some sunshine my way 
  
My sails sometimes 
Need to catch the wind 
Or at least some time 
For breathing in 
A fresh gust that knows 
Warm as the sun glows 
Warm as the sun glows 

Thanks for thinking of me today 
Thanks for sending some sunshine my way

Zishka - Sending Some Sunshine featuring Protis and Teodora

Spaces (feat. Michael Scriha)

Felons Barrel Hall | 14.10.22

Well here we are in a brand new group for another ten weeks of songwriting in an hour!  Lately I have been hearing Francesca talk a lot about people like us living their wildest creative dreams.  I have found over my past two terms in the Club, that my passion for songwriting and working with others has grown and will continue to do so over time.  I decided to put these thoughts in the form of a conversational song between myself and Francesca, and I might even share this with her as well.


LYRICS
Francesca we need to talk
I think we should go for a walk
To say all the things I've been meaning to say
And I don't want to sound like a dork

Oh what can I help you with?
Are you having some kind  of tiff?
Is it something that I could easily fix
And have it resolved in a jiff

I want to do more co-writing
Because I find it so exciting
To be placed in a group and to flesh out ideas
And it's just always been so inviting

Oh I can accommodate that
You will write songs in zero time flat
Keep honing your skills and don't run for the hills
When you feel like you don't have the knack

I want to give retail the boot
But only if something will suit
All the skills I possess with the things I can do
And then I will no longer feel mute

Oh don't give that up just yet
Because if you do you will regret
Not having a job while you sort out your life
And then you will become quite upset

I wish to write songs for others
My musical sisters and brothers
They'll be so impressed with the things I can do
And I feel I have all bases covered

You'll find that it's really rewarding
And the process is so absorbing
When you write and perform on each other's songs
You may finally get your calling

I think I should level up
Bud do you think I've done enough
I've penned 20 songs in the songwriting club
But I've done heaps of other stuff

You still have a long way to go
But you must be willing to show
All the members each week that you have what it takes
To display all the things that you know

Well thank you for all your advice
It really is so very nice
To reach out for my wildest creative dreams
And to know what I do will suffice

We Need To Talk

Back in 2008 gas prices were way high, and Lisa came to me with this idea. Lisa is the lead singer, I sing backup, and Mr Mystic does a short Deejay near the end.  SusieCool

Pain at the Pump                                      
© Susan Foster-Trewick/Lisa Firestone  BMI
e-mail: susiecool2001@yahoo.com  lisa@lisafirestone.com

Pain in the butt, Pain in the neck
pain in the knee, what the heck
a hundred pains that make me grump
But nothing great as the pain at the pump

I had a headache past time to go
I slammed the car door on my toe
a four letter word just slipped out
the little one laughed, and screamed it out
my head is throbbing to the beat
My toe’s a mess, starts to bleed
I’m 10 minutes late where I should be
And the gas is smack on “E”
I held back from crying till I saw that sign

Pain in the neck Pain in the rump
Pain in the back Pain at the pump (repeat)

Mobile, Exxon, Chevron, Shell
Three, four dollars plus…what the hell?
As if they need more of my dough,
a car wash too? The answer,  NO!
The numbers keep on rolling 
Seventy, eighty, ninety nine
The jackpot’s high, but my bank account 
is at the bottom line
suddenly that hummer, not so cool, mm mm bummer
		CHORUS

Scrolling, numbers keep on like slot machines
only problem is all I got is 
A couple quarters left in my jeans  
Oh those guys are grinning, winning 
They think they’re going to get me
But the numbers keep on spinning
Forget this SUV I’m buying a hybrid

Pain in the neck Pain in the rump
Pain in the back Pain at the pump (Repeat and fade)

Pain at the Pump

This grungy song was written by Ryan Downing, and was recorded at two studios. The instrumental track was laid down at Twelvepitch Studio in Dadeville, Alabama, and the vocals were laid down at the Shout House in Childersburg, Alabama. The track was mixed and mastered at the Shout House. We hope you enjoy it! Copyright 2020 Twelvepitch Records.
Personnel:
Drake Jennings: vocals
Michael Polland: bass and backing vocals
Isaac Hayes: drums
Michael Richardson: distorted rhythm guitar
Brett Moseley: lead guitar
Ryan Downing: rhythm guitar.

Candy Cane

This song was written by our bassist and vocalist Michael Polland. It was recorded at the band's Twelvepitch Studio from July-September 2020 across 4 recording sessions. The track features Michael Polland on an Epiphone SJ200 acoustic guitar, Rickenbacker electric bass, and double tracked/harmony vocals, Ryan Downing on a modified 1955 US Strad parlor guitar with a rubberized floating bridge, Drake Jennings on a Rhodes 73 Suitcase electric piano, and Isaac Hayes on a '70s Slingerland drum kit. Copyright 2020 Michael Polland and Twelvepitch Records.

Old Times (Like Those)

Love is Illogical 

V1.
The synapses in my brain
Run around like mice in mazes
It is driving me insane
I am slowly going crazy
I was OK till I met you

Ch.
Love is illogical
It makes you scream and shout
Love is impossible 
To understand what it’s about 
Love is pathological 
It can be cruel and mean
One day you are a slave 
The next day you’re a queen 
Illogical!

V2.
Tell me why do angry bees
Sting away at my emotions 
You have brought me to my knees
I can’t stop the motion 
Can’t escape your honey voodoo

Ch.

End.

Love is Illogical

Protis has been writing music since 1998, when he was still in high school. The name Protis came about from watching the TV show Pokemon; his original name was Piggy, and just how Pikachu evolves into Raichu, well he decided that Piggy would evolve into Protis. The name has stuck ever since then.

Protis is a big fan of computer-based music.  The first computer program he used for music purposes was Cubase Lite on good ol' Windows 3.1 operating system.  Over the years he moved on to Cubast VST, where he further developed his skills as a songwriter.  Most of his early recordings were instrumental works, as at the time he was unable to compose decent lyrics.

After a while, Protis decided to leave the realm of General MIDI and progress into the world of loops and samples.  He accomplished this by using the ACID range of products.  Countless hours were spent with this brilliant piece of software, coming up with lots of cool beats.

Protis has also dabbled in the FruityLoops software, now called FL Studio.  He utilised FL Studio to write songs which contained his first self-penned lyrics.  He was surprised at just how well his lyrics came across in each song, fitting in well with the music.  And all this from someone who could never write words to his songs!

We Need To Talk

Protis

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