The room bends sideways, glowing in pink
A glass tilts over before I can think
Voices stretch out like a liquid link
Oh no
Oh no

A drifting presence sits across the light
Laughing too bright, too sharp, too tight
Words float upward like balloons in flight
Strange night
Strange night

A bowl of vapor rises from the plate
Heat curls around in a looping state
Showing strange pictures I can’t translate
Let’s go
Let’s go

Swipe left in my brain
Swipe right once again
Patterns glitch, nothing sane

It’s a bad date ballet
Step left
Step away
Spinning in spirals
Need my escape
It’s a bad date ballet
Wrong moves all day
Slip through the ether
Won’t stay
Won’t stay

A wandering hand steals food from mine
A looping playlist stuck on one line
Cosmic chatter wrapped in faux design
Goodbye
Goodbye

Mouth sounds thunder, shaking the air
Colors crumple, walls disappear
A soft voice whispers, “nothing is fair”
I’m dry
I’m dry

Swipe left in my brain
Swipe right once again
Patterns glitch, nothing sane

It’s a bad date ballet
Step left
Step away
Spinning in spirals
Need my escape
It’s a bad date ballet
Wrong moves all day
Slip through the ether
Won’t stay
Won’t stay

Maybe I’m the flicker here
Maybe everything is clear
Maybe none of this is real

It’s a bad date ballet
Step left
Step away
Spinning in spirals
Need my escape
It’s a bad date ballet
Wrong moves all day
Slip through the ether
Won’t stay
Won’t stay

Bad date ballet (Psychedelic Rock reload)

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I use every tool available, human or machine, as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

Bad date ballet (Psychedelic Rock reload)

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