Name: MODEL by FacePlant>
Duration: 3 min 38 s
Description: A lady friend of mine actually told me most of these wild stories. I only added a little to make the rhymes work.

Not a finished product. I do really love living in western PA, I wrote this soon after I moved here, so it is almost a true story please listen and let me know what you think. Thanks

perfect place

This is a little heavier than most of my stuff. I think it has 4 guitar tracks. Exceptional work by our bass player and as always my son engineered and produce he never fails to impress ￼

bleedin

Just a day in the life of your average everyday working zombie who loves self gratification and parting.

asphixiation.1

A lady friend of mine actually told me most of these wild stories. I only added a little to make the rhymes work.

MODEL

Up tempo punk blues rocker, 
simple words 
rockin bongos part!! 
I am the only player on this one.
I am proud of it especially of the bongos!
And good to know you can, and it’s a good feeling knowing you can make records all by yourself in your old age and all your friends are dead and your kids can’t take care of crap!

Band Aid

"Look in the mirror what do you see, does your reflection show everything you thought you'd be? Do the lines on your face show me you have been is this the message that you want to send? Who have you become are you a planet or a sun do you revolve around everyone or do you shine your light, have you given everything and got nothing in return are there lessons you haven't learned are you tired of these old pair of shoes are you tired of paying your dues..so look in the mirror what do you see does your reflection everything you thought you'd be,,who have you become are you a planet or a star whose light travels just so far who have you become?

Who Have You Become

When Two Worlds Collide

Is it too late
For me to find my way home
To many hidden roads
Between what is right and wrong

Will there be an answer to the echo when I call
If I try to reach you will you let me fall

Sometimes, I can’t feel anything at all
Most times, I feel like I just don’t belong

Are there answers to the reasons for it all
How did I get lost on roads I knew before

When two worlds collide
When two worlds collide
In my heart my mind
When two worlds collide
How can I see beyond the fray
When I borrow from tomorrow
To make it through today

Sometimes, my nerves feel shattered to the bone
Other times, when I’m with you I’m all alone

How can I see beyond these shadow of my doubts
When my heart is broken twisted inside

When two worlds collide
When two worlds collide
In my heart my mind
When two worlds collide
How can I see beyond the fray
When I borrow from tomorrow

Two Worlds Collide

1. College girls (Freestyle) ft. Owgee Honcho

It is like the perpetrator finely made his mind up he just has to call it quits with his significant other, and he’s trying to get his point across and be nice while he’s telling her.

The Rest

find O from L

I took two guitar lessons just enough to learn the lead part in, wish you were here. Then I played with my buddies and learned shit from them, put a band together, played out a few times then we got a gig playing a big biker bash. This dude kept saying, let me play with you guys we let him play a couple but he didn’t know the songs we were doing, so it wasn’t good. my brother the bass player tried to reason with him but he was being a hard head and then he threatened my brother. That shit don’t fly so I jump off the stage on top his childish ass and started to pound him as I was pulling back to hit him again somebody grabbed my arm and then all hell broke loose, so a good time was had by all. Except our rhythm guitar player/singer. He never played with us again. At this point I had written a few songs but now with pieces of the band I was playing with missing, I hit it song writing with new enthusiasms, commitment, determination, and too many ideas of what to write songs about to count and I had more time to work at writing since I didn’t have band practice anymore. Now I have a few songs I am pretty sure are good and am proud of. and I still have more ideas of what to write my songs about that I think are cool, unusual, unique and I am relatively sure no one will be expecting when I feel they are in the proper state of being complete, actually and artistically to be set free to do what they will, however long, wide and deep whatever they do will be. My son Ian, is my collaborator, recording engineer / producer. Critic, partner, best friend and person I would choose to make music with before everyone else. He is a talented songwriter, rapper in his own right. I count myself fortunate to have him work on songs with me. He does the rap and most of the singing on our song, Who am I. And all the other stuff I already told you about. If I was not fortunate enough to have him willing to work with me or if he was not equipped with the ability to somehow maintain enough of his cool to continue to treat me with love and patience when I am being close to as big a dickhead as a person can be. I would have zero songs for you to listen to. So please listen, to what we have up now. Some of what we have up are not complete songs, but are what I think good ideas and worth finishing. So if it doesn’t sound like a finished song it’s not. We are working on completing and laying down enough songs for our first full length album plus one. We are shooting to release our still not yet named first album in the summer of 23. We plan on making enough noise so every one will know the time is getting close and even more noise on the day it comes out, and for as long as we can keep it up after. Thanks

MODEL

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