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Lyrics and composition, guitar and vocals by Joliz

April 2024

Three minutes before the bus …

Your words,
Your smile,
Eyes do not lie.

No love is meant to last
Just three minutes before the bus
Stops and takes you away from me,
Deprives me of your company.

No love is meant to last
Just three minutes before the bus
Comes and takes you away from me,
Leaves me to my destiny.

Cheek to cheek
Our will is weak.
Kiss me, kiss me
Let’s dive in deep.

Our tender hands 
Trying a shared life to pretend.
But three minutes can’t replace
A lifetime full of grace.

No love is meant to last
Just three minutes before the bus
Stops and takes you away from me,
Deprives me of your company.

No love is meant to last
Just three minutes before the bus
Comes and takes you away from me,
Leaves me to my destiny.

Cheek to cheek
Our will is weak.
Kiss me, kiss me,
Let’s dive in deep.

Our touch touches all,
Our body and our soul. 
But three minutes can’t replace
A lifetime full of grace.

No love is meant to last
Just three minutes before the bus
Stops and takes you away from me,
Deprives me of your company.

No love is meant to last
Just three minutes before the bus
Comes and takes you away from me,
Leaves me to my destiny.

Your words,
Your smile,
Eyes do not lie.

Three Minutes Before The Bus ... (Guitar Version)

Lyrics and composition, guitar and vocals by Joliz

July 2024

Paradox of Hope

Even a desert is cold at night.
Even a cyclone is calm inside.
Even two parallels meet one time.
More than a million points form a line.

So keep your hope in the darkest of times.
Be aware that the sun always shines,
even if he's on the other side,
even if he often tends to hide.

Even Schroedinger's cat's still alive,
if you don't look too closely inside.
Even a monkey can write "Faust II",
if he gives it an infinite try.

So keep your hope in the darkest of times.
Be aware that the sun always shines,
even if he's on the other side,
even if he often tends to hide.

Paradox of Hope

Gotta Run by Korima celebrates the joy of running - our evolved desire to run – and running legends. Inspired by Christopher McDougall’s: Born To Run.


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Gotta Run - Korima

Evening View

Here’s my latest song written at my real acoustic piano. 

Thank you so much to my lovely Sander for mastering. 
@wane-of-summer 😊💕🎶❤️🎼🎵🎹🎤❤️

You’ve stolen my heart
Killed all my doubts
And now I’m falling
Head over heels

And now I’m wondering 
If you’ll be my partner in crime

You’ve robbed my soul
Set me aflame 
And now I’m burning
Just for you

Oh sentence me
Oh sentence me

PARTNER IN CRIME (acoustic piano)

I wrote this forty years ago as part of the "Scenes of St. Francis" small-town song anthology and thought it might be fun to post as fall is winding down but before the Christmas season gets into full swing.  St. Francis, Kansas is a little prairie town nestled in a shallow river valley and has an abundance of trees, mostly cottonwoods, but a few hardwoods that stand out especially in the fall. And with the trees was an abundance of squirrels always playing chase or hide and seek when they weren't getting into mischief.  They needed a song, and with my daughters being so young, I wanted to make it in the form of a children's song that they could sing along to.  As adult women, they still like to sing along when they hear it which is a good thing since my own singing voice has largely depleted with age.  But it is a nice reminder that once upon a time I could sing:) Rescued and remixed from an old but faithful cassette tape.

Squirrel Song lyrics:
Hop, skip, and jump, and away they go,
Haven't got a care in the world.
Playing hide and seek 'round an old tree trunk,
I'm talking 'bout my friend the squirrel.

Gathering nuts is a way of life,
But even they know when to play,
And though winter's coming before too long,
They still live life day by day.
Chorus:
Just let their antics entertain you,
From a high-wire act to a tree-top stunt or two,
There's not a dull moment when you see them around,
There's fun wherever they're found.

Instrumental hums then repeat chorus

Hop, skip, and jump, and away they go,
They have something we need to learn;
That a happy life is made of work and play
When each one gets a turn.

Squirrel Song (from Scenes of St. Francis)

The second track I have done with The Gatsbys and it’s always a pleasure to be asked to collaborate.
Dirk sent me the instrumental and like before I was blown away by his guitar work & melody.
I contributed the lyrics and vocal melodies to this.
It was an honour that he used Nothing left to defend on his latest album Cancel the winter.
So to be asked again was always going to be a yes. 
The  Gatsbys always create that live indie band sound on final recordings  especially with Bens percussion work. 
I hope you enjoy the track as I enjoyed singing on it.
We give you The Gatsbys with Gaz Brownie….



V1
He would never catch you when you fall 
Like humptey dumptey on the nursery tale wall 
I’m that 3am person who you can always call
I’ve got your back and I do what you ask 

Bridge
Suck it up……. buttercup 
Let’s Drop a gear……. let’s disappear 
This was built on sand  like sand slips through your hands
So Suck it up……. Oh my buttercup 


V2 
I will always show up when your down on your luck 
We’re all born to  places and seldom thunderstruck 
Somewhere along the way we all lose ourselves 
We must  come back stronger to say our Fairwells 

Chorus 
Whitheat happiness 
Will take away this   heavyness
White heat happiness 
It’s a long drive to confess your happiness 


V3
Let’s move away from what we only know 
To a place where we enjoy the feeling of the afterglow 
Where every single  eye only see the now
To Rebuild again & be happy Somehow 


Bridge 
Suck it up……. buttercup 
Let’s Drop a gear……. let’s disappear 
This was built on sand  like sand slips through your hands
So Suck it up……. Oh my buttercup 


V4 
I just wanna be your whiteheat happiness
And be that warrior who takes away the sadness 
Friends with benefits can’t last forever 
So look no further for your buried treasure 

Bridge 
Suck it up……. buttercup 
Let’s drop a gear……. let’s disappear 
This was built on sand  like sand slips through your hands
So Suck it up……. buttercup 


V5 
Drive in my head im six months down line 
Time as been the healer and now you are mine
I am yours and there is another new bloodline
To be arriving in 9 months from treasure to a goldmines

Chorus 
White heat happiness 
Will take away this heavyness
White heat happiness 
It’s a long drive to confess….
Your happiness

Whiteheat Happiness - The Gatsbys with Gaz Brownie

So nice that my longtime collaborator friend @dough-factory has returned to SoundCloud after a break of a couple years! This is our first track working together since then and it came together in a really cool way. I was inspired by Ryan's electronic drums and bass to lay down some rhythm guitar as well as a few synth leads. Then he came up with some awesome lyrics/vocals that I think captures the vibe of this piece quite well.

Keep an eye out for more from us, we are thinking of pulling together a whole album or EP over the coming months.

Dive

Cosmic Plant

A traveling snake oil salesman selling magical potions, philosophy, and maybe dream spell black magic.
Experimental Blues. For full effect play loud.
From the album: "Curiosities Of Outsider Art" (Sept 2025)

Lyrics:
Chop up 
Snakeroot
And put it in trucker speed
Take 2 of these
To help you with the ladies
Whippets of Brylcreem
And kerosine

The Priestess Lourdes
She has what you need
Step right up! Step right up!
And vanquish your enemies
You can be the hero of your wife's
Nightly dreams

Step right up!
And see what you need
Doctor Shade's Traveling Medicine Show

Old Grandpa pissed his pants again
And now he's back on the hash
Out in the front yard
In a tight T-shirt
Yelling at imaginary white trash

Take some of these
It's a roundhouse kick 
To your sympathies
You'll climb to the top of the corporate ladder
Of mediocracy
Sit comfortably
In your La-Z-Boy
Receiving the key to the City

Step right up!
"No reason to push or shove, there's plenty for everyone,"
Doctor Shade's Traveling Medicine Show

The old time remedies!
Step right up!
I have the potions
And the notions
That let you  live inside the dream
Living in the dream...

Doctor Shade's Traveling Medicine Show

The Old Time Remedies

Everyone will eventually decay...
I put those feelings into it!!🌳🍃🌳

thank you for listening！！

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And decay...

Ciudad Naranja

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Don't Wait for Validation - Come Together // Große Inventur

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vocals are voices captured in the wide open net

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music is the song 'Große Inventur' by Garben @garben

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artwork illustration by Peter Uertz, Düsseldorf / Germany

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fusion of it all - 
fictionalive with the poepoems series and the hyper media reports


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Don't Wait for Validation - Come Together // Große Inventur

Open for collab
Original free pic by Freepik

SOMETHING IS WATCHING YOU (Instrumental version)-(Dark&Drill)

Brand New

Best of me

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!
https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/album/ultraviolet-cosmos

Listen to Korima songs at www.korima.net


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Samhain
The púca
Of all the ghosts and fairies abroad on Halloween, the púca (or pooka) was the most feared and October 31st was known as Púca Night in parts of Ireland. The púca, meaning 'goblin', can be malevolent or benevolent and is not solely associated with Halloween. It's a mythological fairy and the ultimate shapeshifter, capable of appearing in a variety of forms but most commonly as a dark horse or part dog.

Spring Solstice


Winter Solstice 
The Winter Solstice is an astronomical phenomenon that marks the shortest day and the longest night of the year. In the Northern Hemisphere, the Winter Solstice occurs on 21 or 22 December, when the sun shines directly over the tropic of Capricorn. At sunrise on the shortest day of the year, for 17 minutes, direct sunlight can enter the Newgrange monument, not through the doorway, but through the specially contrived small opening above the entrance known as the ‘roof box’, to illuminate the Chamber.

Samhain
The púca
Of all the ghosts and fairies abroad on Halloween, the púca (or pooka) was the most feared and October 31st was known as Púca Night in parts of Ireland. The púca, meaning 'goblin', can be malevolent or benevolent and is not solely associated with Halloween. It's a mythological fairy and the ultimate shapeshifter, capable of appearing in a variety of forms but most commonly as a dark horse or part dog.

October 

Night migration of birds.

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September

Barn swallows bury themselves in mud in lakes



August

Barn owls and birds of prey on the move
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July

Watching bats emerge at dusk.

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June

walking in meadows




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May
The Dawn Chorus:  Ireland 5 am.
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April
First swallow of the year
Welcome, welcome
From out of mud in lakes
Were you resting there?



March

Unveils like a first thought
A whisper



February

"Nothing stands out yet", you said
As you looked over your shoulder
Broad and rounded, square and hunched
I thought I heard you say, "We are water
And over time we solidify"

Concept Art by SuZanne Ledwith
Photography by something&knot Productions 
Graphic Design by Simon

January
Snow white egret
among fields of greenandbrown
Are you lost in its vastness?
Bubulcus ibis.

DE-cem- ber
Silver EEL migration 
down river to the sea
on a moonless night

through
an obstcale 
of nets
Cutting blades
pollution
And 
Par -a -sites
White egret



December
Mild to touch, not yet winter
snow drop dropping still
daffodil 

November, can I surrender to your dying
Are you truly dying or surrendering



Is it not enough to be ALIVE, autumn 
As birds migrate thousands of miles, autumn
Of an inner stirring and outward knowing

Is BE-ING
to Our Mind
bor -ing

As summer turns, it turns
To autumn, autumn
The slugs and worms live at the root; 
The slugs eat the juice of carrot
Is it good for their EyEs too...?

I buried a 'th' in the soil
With vowels and nettles
And I, this eyE, aye, oh
This What...?
This sometimes
Known thing
Doesn't kNOW oh oh

Winter take, take these
Sor rows, lay them
Deep ee eep
To become worms
for the birds to eat


ever ever
Denied to

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Concept Art by SuZanne Ledwith
Photography by something&knot Productions 
Graphic design by Simon

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