I don't need words to speak and neither do you; neither does God. We don't need to speak to be heard. The Word is stronger than that. We can be a verb in motion on the ocean of currently vibing waves and ways of the universe. Free from the worst of the curses of the earth and versing our way past the worst of it, to know more than a thirst for the purse. Literal time is wasted not speaking less and doing more, for a chore is more important than a thought when it's finished. Love is the finish line, but shred guitar is the electric current of intention, no mention of word, only the tension of a string unchanged and undemented.

Speakless 2022

Australian Father- Mongolian Mother
On Bandcamp

Ghengis Jones

Standing still in the cold and rain
For a glimpse of you again
I would stand here for a day and a night
Even if it was in vain
I would do so with excitement and no shame

CHORUS1
We can be everything that glitters in the stars
You are the name I want recorded in memoirs
Standing together every time we get a chance
Spending the days in a trance

Never noticed how time flies
Until I spent it with you
Every moment has a hint of surprise
And so much more to do
An excitement that is clear in my eyes for you

CHORUS2
We can be anything and no-one could compare
The end of the world and I wouldn't even care
As long as we're hand in hand whilst escaping out of there
To any place, anywhere

CHORUS 1
CHORUS 2

Any Place, Anywhere

Rambling boy by Tom Paxton.

Instruments and vocals by Peter and Brent Knowles.

Slide guitar by Hamilton Belk.

Rambling Boy (Featuring Hamilton Belk)

Little Red Harmonica
Music and Lyrics by Mike Krath

Many years ago,
When one of our sons was born,
The doctor told us your boy is very sick,
He’d live three to four years at most,
And when he turned five, we were so happy,
Maybe there was a chance after all,
And on that birthday I gave him a little red harmonica,
You may be weak, I told him, not able to do much but lie around, but with this you can play anywhere you are. 
Now go ahead, make something of yourself. 
Let’s hear some sweet music. 
And he smiled and took the little red harmonica in his hands. 
I’m gonna learn how to play this, daddy,
I’m gonna learn how to make a heavenly sound. 
I laughed. I bet you will, son. I bet you will. 

And for the next year,
He played the best he could,
Here and there, to anyone who’d listen,
To his brothers and sisters, to the neighbors, the cats, the dogs, even the pigs.
He loved that harmonica,
It never left his little hand all day, 
Not even to eat (to an extent)
And he had it with him by his side until he went to bed,
But on his sixth birthday, the music stopped. And we had to take him to the hospital. 
And there he begged me in a weak voice, daddy, please don’t let them take away my harmonica. I want to practice, I want to keep practicing. If I’m gonna die and be buried, don’t let me buried without it. 
And I promised. 
And when his 6-year-old body was lying in the coffin, the little red harmonica lay in his hands. 

Now the years have passed,
And we’ve moved on with our lives,
And I try not to think too much of my son,
But from time to time 
I have someone from our old town
Tell me that when they visited the graveyard. 
They swore they could hear a muffled sound
Of someone practicing a harmonica. 
And I start to think again of my little boy.  
I start to think of him day and night. 

In the great redemption story,
I know I’ll see him again,
I know I’ll see him and we’ll be standing side by side. 
And in my mind I see him with his little red harmonica,
And him saying,
You want to see me play it, daddy, you wanna?
And I say, of course, Let’s hear what you’ve learned all these many years. 

And I see him lift it and play a heavenly sound,
A sound that lights up my heart,
And I can’t believe it,
And I grab and squeeze him tight,
What joy is this? What joy are you giving?
And he laughs. 
Do you like it, daddy, do you?
Do I like it? I love it!
And I hug him again,
And then weep on his shoulder,
I’ve missed him so much. 
And I hear him say, don’t cry, daddy, this is heaven now. There are no tears. 
I know. But I’m crying tears of joy. 
And I hug him like I’ve never hugged him before. 
I hug my little boy with his little red harmonica like I’ve never have before.


Set-Up:
DAW: Reason 12

Analog Instrument:
C-Harmonica

Keyboard Instruments:
Folk Fiddle - Keyswitch - Insanity Samples
Appassionata Strings - Spitfire
Hanz Zimmer Strings - Spitfire
Voices - Barbary Solo Glide AH TF - Soundpaint
Solo Boy Legacy and Legato Sections - VOXOS
Originals - Felt Piano - Spitfire

Little Red Harmonica

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Flying angels

This was composed as my part of a collab with Entheogenic Psychonaught/Josh Clary @josh-clary-1.

Afterward, it was decided this should play in Merry Monster Menagerie during the scenes when Kid is looking at the night sky using the telescope. The juxtaposition of sparseness and grandeur makes this version well-suited for such scenes, and helps establish  an intellectual feeling, so that we know Kid knows what he's doing, which positively affects how we see the ensuing scenes.

The art is "Lunar Strain" by me (2003) using Terragen and Photoshop 7.

Onward, Beyond the Stars (prototype)

Les Vacances.

Ambient Circles (Instrumental)

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