I need money, need it fast
Gimme money or I’m livin the trash  
Gimme someone no one would miss
With a daydrinkin wife who'd kill for a kiss

Gimme a hunched old man with a melted face
Made enough coin for a yacht in space 
Who don’t have kids, ain’t got time 
Play a little bridge give em cheap red wine - and you're in.

He's dreamin of a small town 
Live himself a small life
Livin in a small town
That would take the weight down
Living in a small town 
He’d be doing allright 
We could trade our sad lives 
And maybe make it worse (yay!) 

Ooooh 
Livin in a, livin in a
Ooooh 

Wanna be a girl, trade this body 
Sailor Moon morph to a centerfold bunny 
Metaverse star with a makeup page
Girl on girl porn when I come - of age 

Nicely sweetly, tease me, dare me
Till i've got a kid i'm forced to carry 
Then another day job so Im takin the rock
Tie the guy up take the wallet and the truck now 

Thelma, Louise said I better call Saul
Now I work the Cinnabon at the mall
Line the walls with the bloodsoaked cash
Like a banana stand 
Groundhog day, with a cute little ass 
Im spinnin' 

And livin in a small town 
Live myself a small life…
We could trade our sad lives… 
And maybe make it worse (yay!)

You’re livin in a big town 
Don’t it make you low down 
Something like a hello goodbye fuck my life
A face in a faceless crowd 
Or u could be happy, at least for temporary
Then call me when you're ready 
And well trade it all again, and again and again and again… 

Like a pretty lil mango flying through the night (transatlantic flight?) 
So the kids up in Nunavut have a lil bite 
Don't it all feel better in a VR world 
Phineas, Kermit, meet the Hentai girls (Ukraine girls?) 
Blockchain rain, what’s strange bout it, 
Shove a bluepill in the vein vein, Kermit 
Make the fake real, deepfake, can’t escape, 
Hair with the snakes got me stoned face, shit face 
Up late, kid days, Bob with the rakes, Bob trade the face
Watching Wacky Race in a daze now the end plays 
We could trade it all girl, we could take it all girl
Jerk it jerk it jerk the whole machine 
Meltin’ pot, meltin’ me 
Till i'm finally finally free 
Yeah i'm finally finally free 
Cos im not me
Yeah Taylor ain't around
I heard he's deep deep deep down 

Oooh

Fill the firepit for a minute with a little bitta 
Small town…

Small Town (Scratch Demo Lyric in description)

Even though this was just compiled from two back to back shows, I slaved for many months on the mixes, getting in a pretty dark place. Even with help, I'm still very torn about them. There were simply problems with the engineering that can't be avoided, and I desperately need to move on. If you are as 'mixed' as I am about them, message me for a refund (minus the percentage Bandcamp takes). At least the songs & performances I like.

The complete Bandcamp purchase includes a lovingly created digital booklet, and in addition to the full 20-track album, seven bonus tracks that aren't stream-able anywhere else. www.taylorabrahamse.bandcamp.com

9. Sharks In A Cage Take 2 (Live In Lockdown)

The complete Bandcamp purchase includes a lovingly created digital booklet, and in addition to the full 20-track album, seven bonus tracks that aren't stream-able anywhere else. www.taylorabrahamse.bandcamp.com

Even though this was just compiled from two back to back shows, I slaved for many months on the mixes, getting in a pretty dark place. Even with help, I'm still very torn about them. There were simply problems with the engineering that can't be avoided, and I desperately need to move on. If you are as 'mixed' as I am about them, message me for a refund (minus the percentage Bandcamp takes). At least the songs & performances I like.

7. Happiness (Live In Lockdown)

The complete Bandcamp album purchase includes a lovingly created digital booklet, and in addition to the full 20-track album, seven bonus tracks that aren't stream-able anywhere else. www.taylorabrahamse.bandcamp.com

Even though this was just compiled from two back to back shows, I slaved for many months on the mixes, getting in a pretty dark place. Even with help, I'm still very torn about them. There were simply problems with the engineering that can't be avoided, and I desperately need to move on. If you are as 'mixed' as I am about them, message me for a refund (minus the percentage Bandcamp takes). At least the songs & performances I like.

3. Last Night's Pizza (Live In Lockdown)

2. Frozen Guys (Squeeze A Girl) (Live In Lockdown)

Erin Shea Hogan Interview

Pride For Peace Show Sept 19th - Take Cover Books (Phone Audio, No Editing)

Early October interview for Trent Radio's 'Susan & Tina Save The World'. 

Susan & Tina Save the World - Taylor Abrahamse Interview

Legendary actor and artist Aron Tager (Are You Afraid Of The Dark, X-Men, Serendipity), hundreds of works and thousands of breathtaking pieces of art... 
Ask on this post on his facebook page and I'll ask him and post the response audio! 
https://www.facebook.com/arontagerartist/

T.A

#AskAron Ask Your Questions To Aron Tager!

Sped up unnaturally on my computer :) Part of an initiative I've co-founded called 'Wiki Songs'. Create a song for a Wikipedia article today! wikisongs.wiki-site.com

Chlorogenic Acid

In keeping with mental health awareness month, this is a song I wrote trying to describe what depression can be like for me - literally like theres thoughts I can't get out. I'll let your mind fill in what ones. 

For me, depression is like a fissure, suddenly appearing in the ground swallowing you up. Put yourself in my shoes. Say, you're 13, you've got you're whole life infront of you and you've already had a great ride... a perfect 90's childhood. But your brain chemistry has decided to change - is this karma? It must be... but its such a blindside. This makes no sense. Nothing gives you joy. Burned out. Cold. Sad. Numb. Mind fogged. You feel like a different person in the same body, an alien, and like everyone expects you to act the way you did before... but you've got 300 pounds of black tar and cement in your stomach so it takes all you've got to keep appearances. You don't want anyone else to ever have to bear any of this weight. And people’s advice if you do risk sharing your struggle is along the lines of 'turn off the switch you idiot!!', and then you keep saying that to yourself too - but that just turned gravity from 900x to 1200x the norm. 

Yes - you've been swallowed by a fissure, a crack - and now you have to climb out, even when there isn't an ounce of light, long after you've forgotten what light is even like, long after the hunger to get better has been replaced with hopelessness - hopelessness from hoping someone will see you down there for who you really are, and love you for who you really are. 

If you're on the surface, please look down in the darkness - there might be someone who needs your hand. 

Thank you to those who have reached out a hand over the years. 

TRACK REFLECTION & LYRICS:

Making this track, I'll be honest, was hell. I thought it would be cathartic, and at times it was - but its been more a problem child than anything helpful to me and I'm not sure why and I just need to be done with it for my sanity. No matter what I don't like how this pseudo-demo turned out. To give voice to depressed language can just enable it further - and that was my experience with it. But I truly hope it is cathartic or illuminating for you, and I ask in this grotesque ADD monstrosity called 2019 social media you take 4 minutes to truly listen, to allow my endless convoluted hours of labor on this thankless slab of waveform to have the chance to mean something. It feels like a waste of time to have made, but here it is. 

This song also goes hand in hand with writer’s block - but, if anything, I only have too many ideas. 

Mental health is a monster, and being in the arts can make it much much worse. Be good to those who need it. Be good to musicians. 

Please support what I do with a share, and follow me on Instagram & Youtube:
@taylorehofficial and www.youtube.com/tayloreh 

T.A

LYRICS:

I’m writin a song just to say I can’t find 
What I need sing about
Deep down I know but my soul gets brushed away 
Making these words instead

Let it out and live, don’t keep it inside
I would if I could, but I’m saying goodbye 

There’s a thought in my head I can’t get out 
A thought in my head that’s stuck

Wastin away, heart in a grave, 
Prayin’ it’ll come to you  
Cos it seems when I try the war goes deeper inside
Till I’m barely getting through 

Is everything I am a lie
Is that why I'm sad all the time?
Why i'm wakin up dead 

With a thought in my head… etc 
And I can’t get it out again 

Keep sayin, everything ends sometime 
(Hey, I know its fine, its only in your mind, hey hey hey) 
Keep sayin, everything ends sometime 
But if you feel like you’re dead
How can you just sit? 
Like you’re already gone? 
Why don’t you write a new song? 

There’s a thought… etc 
(Hey I know its fine, etc)  

Everything will end sometime 
(Thought in my head I) I can’t get it out again
(You’re writin this song just to say)... 
Why don’t you write a new song… ?

Thought In My Head (Studio Demo) - Taylor Abrahamse

www.youtube.com/tayloreh
IG: taylorehofficial

Could ya keep me from bein' so serious 
This brain can’t take no more 
Its fried like rice, it always thinks twice 
Wants to know what the hell its for (What am I forrr?) 
Find a peer reviewed piece on why worlds all right 
Get a hot bean bag on my neck and backside 
Sniffing gasolines where I draw the line 
Though me likey sniffy some of the time 

Ohhhh Could ya keep me from being so serious
It never seems to do me good 
I might get a song or two, that’s true 
But then a man with a scythe and a hood (Hello Mr. Death!) 
Put on some Hilda, some Fargo dontcha know 
Write out a plan with our pee in the snow (Ahhh thats good) 
Put it in our calendars then turn off our phones 
Then talk about the smell of orange peels or zebras or whatever,
I don't care.
(I forgot to tell you, this break is shorter!) 

You gotta keep me from being so serious 
Or I might just finally freeze (Ice to meet you) (Seriously?) 
They’ll thaw me out in a thousand years 
Along with Andy Dick and Walt Disney 
They’ll still be fighting bout wrong and right and 
We’ll only have electronic trees
You gotta keep me from being so serious
Cos love's the only way to be free… 
(Love, thats gross!) (Were you born without balls?)
(Sounds like it) (HEHEHEHEH) (Its jiggly boo!)
(You gotta gotta, keep me, keep me) 

Oh! keep me from bein' so serious 
Or I may never sing again (*gasps*) (Sacre Bleu!) 
Can you justify indulging your prime 
When there’s so many starving and dead? 
You know the real damn heroes still need a zero
Singing them out of bed 
(Wake up get up and make up your own rules) 
You gotta keep me from being so CEREAL 
Or I’ll join doctors without borders and faint at the first sight of blood 
(And this is a spleen!) (D'Ah!) (Doctor Robert) 

Ya gotta keep me from being so serious
Let me make another dumbass song (Heh, He said A S S!) 
Wankin' all over your stereo 
But you can clean it with a auditory washcloth (*Orgasm*) 
I’m saying maybe The Boss, or the Bumblee Flight
Genesis know in your wardrobe what they like 
The Mechanics and Mike, The 90’s jingle for Lite Brite
Costello with a volleyball ‘Spike’. 
What goes on in that place in the dark? 
(Time to rap battle!) 

Stevie One-der, blind but he can see her 
Turkish delight in a Scotiabank Theater 
(Heh that made no sense!) 
Haim thinking bout Iams and Triemes… (What??) 
Try em if you want a slice of metaphorical lime pie n’ 
I’m the Slim Shady of overweighty, pot belly, didn’t grow up in trauma 
Beastie Boy with good mama, getting angry 
Cos for him its good Karma (chameleon), a faustian bargainer (BITCH!) 
But for me, I’m just a charmer 
Jiggin to a dharma, 
That cuts out the drama despite Futurama bein not-arama 
Hey! Bob Loblaws Law, Brah, 
Where ya get the coleslaw. 

I heard that life is meaningless 
And its meaningless that its meaningless 
I heard that life is meaningless 
And its meaningless that its meaningless 
Go go go! 

Oh! 
The old man and the river puppet show poster is still under glass now x4
(Everybody!)(Clap your hands, all around the world!) 
Oooh
(Thats one small step for man...) 
(We're gonna save the world!) 
(This is our Independence Day!)
(I see the light!!!) 
(From wide and far, our Canada-Arm.... ) 

Keep me from bein so serious! 
For God sakes end already, I got shit to do.
SERIOUS!

Keepin' So Serious (Studio Demo) - Taylor Abrahamse

Recorded live, followed by overdub sessions. 
www.youtube.com/tayloreh
IG: @taylorehofficial

Guitars/Vocals/Shaker: Taylor Abrahamse 
Bass: Stacey Shopsowicz 
Piano: Steve Lavery
Drums: Lewis Spring 
Mixed by Taylor Abrahamse, Jason Burgos & Mariana Hutten
Mastered at Lacquer Channel by Mariana Hutten 

LYRICS:

You can laugh at it, 
You can laugh and watch the show until you’re old 
You can drink till it, till it looks a little strange, a little slower 
They can say relax, 
And you might find a night 
With a girl on your chest where all seems right
But the more you see, the less you know
The more it hits home 
Oooh 

“What if?” 
They’re the words that I can’t unhear
“What if?” 
I did everything wrong 
“What if?” 
Running round missing the song 
But who dares sing along to the

Quarter life, quarter life, quarter life crisis
Here we go… 
Quarter life, quarter life, quarter life crisis
Here we go… 

You can dance to it, watch your boots wear down your youth to some brainless hit 
You can scream at it, write a tirade till your heart aches ‘please live and let live’ 
They can say it gets better
Soon you’ll be in your autumn sweater, a family and a book by your side 
But the more you read the less you know
The more it hits home

“What if?” x3
The best is really done 
“What if?” x2
Everybodys someones pawn 
“What if?” x2 
There’s some money makin’ scheme  
They bend until it seems like its the dream ohh 

Quarter life, quarter life, quarter life crisis
Here we go… 
Quarter life, quarter life, quarter life crisis
Here we go…  

Half of a quarter life is an eighth
I thought by then I’d find my place 
Spent ten years just keeping the faith now
Everyones saying goodbye 
Half of a quarter life is an eighth (You… )
I thought by then I’d find my place (Are not alone…) 
Spent ten years just keeping the faith now
Everyones saying goodbye 
Saying goodbye… 

Solo 

What if what if
This world will soon be gone 
What if what if
Its too late to sing along 
What if what if 
All these questions are to blame
Yet in the question is my name, 
I feel my name deep in the 

Quarter life, quarter life, quarter life crisis
Here we go… 
Quarter life, quarter life, quarter life crisis
Here we go…
Quarter life, quarter life, quarter life… 
Oooh but you never can tell 
Quarter life, quarter life, quarter life….
Could be sooner or later the 

Quarter life, quarter life… 
Quarter life, quarter life…

Quarter Life Crisis (Studio Demo) - Taylor Abrahamse

I tried to sing like Tom Jones... it didn't go well...
WATCH THE MUSIC VIDEO/MAKING OF:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4UCn2BkFbtE

Written, produced & performed by Taylor
Mixed by Taylor & Jason Burgos @ Pink Distortion
Mastered by Taylor & Mariana Hutten

I love the way you complain
It really gets me hot
How the board of directors bores you
Bout what your sister got for lunch
Oh I'm digging for gold, I got a treasure map
It lead to Beverly Hills to your gate and your cat
I love the look of your nails, your voice as shrill as a horse
I'm the pirate of love
You better get a divorce!

I love the way you complain
Don't let your husband see the kids
My shorts are gettin' real tight
I promise Robin ain't as thick(e) (Where's the beef?)

I love the way you complain
It really gets me hot
How the board of directors bores you
Bout what your sister got for lunch
Oh I'm digging for gold, I got a treasure map
It lead to Beverly Hills to your gate and your cat
I love the look of your nails, your voice as shrill as a horse
I'm the pirate of love
You better get a divorce!

Better get a divorce now!
Shrill as a horse!
I'm having a heart attack...
Having a heart attack...

(no life, death, no life, death)

Taylor Abrahamse

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