absolutely brilliant, really reminded me of some of my fav 60s concept albums/songs. 

I love your lyrics. They are always so... REAL!!!

that quick major to minor shift as the song transitioned... that was wonderful.  love how you are intermingling.

Such a unique and memorable song with interesting lyrics.

Grunge Conspiracy is a short but bittersweet journey through the world of guidance and trust! And for those of you who are curious about who the man in the cover is..... well take a guess?

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lyrics: 

Hello my dear friend

its only been a bit

Let me ask you some thoughts in my mind

 then let me know what you think

Was Vlad the Impaler that much of a kook?
And why does Santa look like a gnome?

Love is just a 4 letter word right

 but is it more than we know

These are some of the days in our lives

 tell me we should do

TAKE ME, LEAVE ME,YOU GOT TO MAKE ME THEN BREAK ME!

TAKE ME, LEAVE ME,YOU GOT TO MAKE ME THEN BREAK ME!

These are some of the days in our lives I'll tell you what you should do

Get some rest, show respect, behave yourself,love yourself,love yourself.

Our friendships a conspiracy

 cause you don't really know me.



Grunge Conspiracy

Very Special Thanks To Kahlan Davis and Dani Ford  

All Music by Benjamin Nix, except “Sugarbaby”, written by Benjamin Nix and Dani Ford 

Performed, Mixed and Mastered (Sometimes poorly) by Benjamin Nix

 Art by Jose Jovisur (Pixabay)

Sugarbaby

I watched the 40 mile Russian army convoy edging through Ukraine towards Kiev and thought about their parents. Some of them must know what's really going on in Russia and what this war crime is about, and are seeing their kids carry it out.

my son 
i know
that you 
must go
to prove 
to show
that you 
have grown
into 
a man
who will 
who can
defend 
this land
from those 
who dare to

their call 
their word
the lies 
you heard
the truths 
intered 
by mockingbirds
by those
whose eyes
prioritise 
themselves 
their own
they will 
disown
one such 
as you
a common youth
a fool 
a pawn
a comrade in arms

this land 
is ours
a pane 
of glass
the world 
sees through
opaque 
to you
the truth 
is there
if you're 
prepared
to ask 
to pry
open 
your eyes

was this land made for you?

my son 
i know
that you 
must go
the choice 
is stark
to make 
your mark
or to 
say no
i will 
forego
the wages of
this bath of blood
locked up 
beat up
your choice 
made up

was this land made for you?

Was This Land Made For You?

Oh, John was born out of wedlock,
to family in the frozen north.
In the early winter, nineteen eighty-two.
Not that he knew anything of it,
but they were poor as fucking shit,
and there was nothing that anyone could do.

The world is full of colour and the world is full of light.
The world is full of people who get paid.
But his family they weren't one of them.
All squandered in the night.
The fifty p's were going down the drain.

His father, an electricians mate.
Some food was going on the plate.
His mum stayed at home as mother's do.
And, John was not aware of it,
but oil and water do not mix,
and they were just a pair of mismatched fools.

The world is full of youngsters with no business to procreate.
Their worldview way too small to make the grade.
And their children bear the brunt of all these juvenile mistakes.
That's just the way it is and shall remain.

Oh, the world was neon tinged bit drab.
The curtains brown, the young ones mad.
The madness of the times was plain to hear.
But, John was young and didn't know,
how far his start in life could take him,
once he was awake and self aware.

Oh, the world is filled with fears, but you're just too young to know.
You can't yet see the way that things can be.
You lay within your childhood home, protected from the snow.
But, things go on that you just do not see.

Four years later, things went bad.
His mum, his sister, not his dad.
Were running down the hill to get away.
To get away from things not seen in Johnny-boy's most lucid dreams.
To get away and never once look back.

The world is full of colour, and the world is full of light.
The world is full of people who escape.
Escape from possibilities that never last the night.
The price, too much for the women to pay.

Can you hear the monsters that are hiding in the forest?
Can you hear the monsters?
They're just over there.
Be careful of your noise, or the monsters will hear you.
They'll hear you. 
The monsters are just over there.

Can you see the monsters wandering around the houses?
Can you see the monsters?
They're right over here.
The monsters are among us.
The monsters must have heard you.
They've heard you, the monsters, in houses, right there.

John, look at the monsters I've created for you.
John, look at the monsters writhing over there.
John, do me a favour, tell them about the monsters.
The monsters, just for you, created, right there.

John, have I ever told you that you're like a monster?
At least you look just like the ones that I just saw.
I took that piece of weakness and created you this monster.
A monster, you're just like, stood there by the door.

With only a blunted knife, you head into the forest.
Hoping to keep all of the monsters away.

Monsters

" The Fall Of Saigon" sent me this cool track and asked me to add some guitar licks. Too much fun!
English translation of the title is "The Riders".

Les Cavaliers - The Fall Of Saigon (feat. Robert Grigg)

So long, my beloved ... 
The mellow melody may pacify my tinging heart from deeply missing until we meet again in the higher dimension ...

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Part of a new album, “After the Circus” released January 7th 2022

Tim: Guitar, synths, voice 
Brad: Drums 
Ryan Anderson: Bass 
Jenny Joy Filicky White: Voice 
Joseph Koons: Keyboards 

Recorded by Tim, Joseph, Brad, Ryan in their respective shelter in place locations. (CA, OH, NJ). 

Mixed by Joseph Koons at Low Voltage Studios, NJ 
Mastered by Adam Boose @ Cauliflower Audio, Cleveland, OH

Cover art by Robert Mauer & Glen Warren at commuter.industries

After the Circus

P.T. Barnum (Radio Edit)

We are the music makers. We are the dreamers of dreams.





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