This is the first song on the first volume of The Hungry Pyknic. Ricochet is a short anthem or theme song to set up the rest of the album. Five fell from their path -- what will happen to them?

LYRICS:
Won't paintings talk to you
Well I don't think about it
Ideas ricochet off walls every day
Step to the plate again
Let me see your face
Climb down there's something wrong
Let’s see embrace

One so cold in their own home, dah dah dah
Reaping rewards of seeds that, la da de da dum

Counting hallways, my own pictures
Lively scenic sets once stood these halls
Step to the plate again
Let me see your face
Climb down there's something wrong
See embrace

Five fell from their path
They’re right, they’re left, straight ahead
Crooked all you do is don’t, to do, to won’t
Make up your damn mind
So fate can see you at the show
Five fall down the path
A right, a left, straight ahead
Look in you do, you don’t, don’t you do
Damages you prove
But fate will see you at the show.

Ricochet

A 9/8 beat with dire tones, Due or Die is an existential motivational speech; the head coach portends the fate of the team. Just before the end of a game, the story unfolds in due time. To get what one is due, or die in the act of attempting to attain or obtain what was originally thought to be rightfully theirs (perceived or otherwise), is the message in toto. It is the protagonist of the story who is listening most intensely and intently to the coach, but unfortunately does not make the big momentous play and fails the attempt in a calamitous fashion.

LYRICS:
Heave-ho
Leave room
Don't show
Bare bone

Unrest, for a success
Rewind, laxing all night
No show, time is slow
Trials end, overflow

Facing up and down, around
What's in it to lose
Racing side to side, how bout
We won't rise to you

Last play
Honours made
Take it to a task
Soaking, awry,
Due or Die

Heave-ho
Leave room
Don't show
Bare bone

Tire-pulling hurricane
Painful fight for glory
Create need to profess
Shove off upon ground

Tracing back and fourth, reward
Fend off rivalry
Making haste against a foe
Iron undertow

Last play
Honours made
Take it to a task
Soaking, alive,
Due or Die

Due or Die

This song follows the thoughts of the protagonist who goes through an abstruse day -- from rambunctious work colleagues a room over to thoughts of love far away in a world that seems forgiving yet un-reflective. Culminating in retroactive thought about purpose and place in the world, as well as questioning who 'teaches the world', the idea is that the teacher and colleagues could be, somehow, taught to understand what the protagonist evokes -- feelings, sentiments, morals, or otherwise.

LYRICS:
I thought I heard the sun wake
Up this morning
And the days' special way
Tragic importance.
Thought to listen to
The voice inside my head, they said:
'Don't harken, they won't hurt you'
Anyhow...

Please, please reason with me
Mystified by
Things they want to
Hold on to.
Ebb to tide, plea to bear
See the sides of 
Obscurity 
(Of obscurity).

If I told you,
I won't fall far.
If I don't hold you,
I won't be
Sane of taste.

Rectify the naysayer
All wont
To these feelings.
What to do?
Oversee it!
Mystified by
Things they want to
Hold on to.

Qui est notre maître?
Of underlying instructions...
Of unbridled functions...
Of unwritten laudations...

Easy

Road Maps is a blues-inspired song about a knight who did not go to the previous crusade and longed for the glory given to those who did and came back. The song follows his attempt to rendevous with a large military group he belongs to, but is late to the party; he meets interesting and colourful characters throughout his quest to take up arms, with each character symbolizing, codifying and exuding themes of honour, enchantment, potential, backstabbery, and cowardice. Once our character arrives at the battle scene he's been searching for, he sees his side has already lost and tries to slip away unharmed.

LYRICS:
The sky is blue
And the trees are green
Armour shining in the sun.
Headin' out east to Valence
No the battle has not begun.

Out on the road
Ran into Raymond of Tolosa,
His words are rogue
From his battles over Asia.
Who blusters by
But the defacto Margrave boy!
Only fools fly.
The same as the others employ
They are a king's toy.

Their swords are sharp,
But their minds are bare
Absolving absolution:
Been sent out here to conquer
Lord they can't save themselves.

The sky is red
And the land is rich
Signs of victory prevail.
Egressing to Durazzo 
Ohh what it might entail.

Through distant peaks
Met the Moneyman of Milan,
The Byz repeats
Underneath the consecration song.
As months go on
See the Wealthy Barvarian!
Their greed is strong.
He escaped a contrarian
But he was no barbarian.

Their swords are sharp,
But their minds are bare
Absolving absolution:
Been sent out here to conquer
Lord they can't save themselves.

The sky is grey
And the walls are high
Enemy of a lost cause.
Runnin' on past Nicea
No time to greet a pause.

The sky is black
And the trees are burnt
A force surrounds to assert.
Over the Isle of Cypress
How many more will revert.

A broken siege
Constable Conrad wants to win,
Thou doth beseech
The sounds and sights are feeling grim.
Down on the ground
Steven the Coward was redeemed!
His oath was bound.
The process fails at the seams
Must leave swiftly unseen.

No matter where you're from,
Or the suit you wear
If then presented a path:
Better not choose the wrong one
You could meet the devil's wrath!

Whatever one may want
Or the aim you take
Your target's in the distance:
Better deem your ambition
It's chosen by admission!

If you take up in arms 
And meet a dismal end
Outlived by a narrative:
Create a clear perspective
Tale tales so affected!

Their swords are sharp,
But their minds are bare
Absolving absolution:
Been sent out here to conquer
Lord they can't save themselves.

Road Maps

"Take aim at his heart now!" he yelled. "And shoot for the head!" shouted back his armed colleague. But with tears in the formers' eyes, he knew he had already lost the fight. The longer he wore on in the battle with his foe, the greater his uncertainty. 
This song is about a mercenary remembering an encounter with a fellow mercenary. They were both after the same target and the first, unarmed mercenary was forced to kill his armed colleague with a car.
Listening to the story of the song, one may get the sense that betrayal and regret are central themes; however, they are only one of the many threads unfurled in the song. Violence and mercy are more central, especially within the mind's eye of the protagonist re-living what had occurred on one fateful day.
A violent mind may not breed mercy, but mercy will never hold a place (or a candle, if you will) in the minds of those whose idea of violence is not honourable and just -- in a moral sense, of course. Moral compasses change direction from person to person, from time to time, and from situation to situation. They can even, sometimes, point to one's own fate -- mercifully or not.

LYRICS:
Somebody once told me
In a ripped-up rage
Had eyes like a monster, and it came
Like the wind against my head.
So Drive Like You Stole It
With nothing to say
Eyes runnin' like water, to this day
I could not relate.

Hearing slowed-down sounds
Of an engine roaring,
Wheels rollin' to a cliff's end
And shot out in escape.
So it seemed
Was a blow to my youth.

Somebody once told me
In a ripped-up rage
Had eyes like a monster, and it came
Like the wind against my head.
So Drive Like You Stole It
With nothing to say
Eyes runnin' like water, to this day
I could not relate.

Seeing moving parts
As it comes upon him,
Devoted locomotion
To bring about elimination.
What I've seen
I have created.

Somebody once told me
In a ripped-up rage
Had eyes like a monster, and it came
Like the wind against my head.
So Drive Like You Stole It
With nothing to say
Eyes runnin' like water, to this day
I could not relate.

Take aim at his heart now
And shoot for the head
A backstabber grieving his existence,
So tortured.
Hold up a candle
In a darkened cave
Canot fix what cannot be seen:
I refuse to replay.

Like You Stole It

On a dystopian planet, a Neanderthal thaws from an iceblock; he is unconscious and, when the ice has completely melted, his reality dissolves around him. The world he once knew was not only gone but unrecognizable. "My people did this?" He ponders for a moment, and, only to find a doomed society, he becomes shocked at what he thinks his kind has done.

LYRICS:
Took a drive-by, Jimmy boy
What did I see?
Not nothing so forgetful.
Take a walk now, Freddy boy
Who do you lead?
Life's moving soothingly.

What in the world today?
How can this happen to be?
Does Existing Life Somehow?
Is it only just to see?
Here and Now.

Unified mind bathed in a 
Beauteous skin.
Nary running to the line
Too little water to swim in.
Equipped for hardship
Giving the roundabout
Go wonderfully.

What in the world today?
How can this happen to be?
Does Existing Life Somehow?
Is it only just to see?
Here and Now.

Holding on to the ropes of life
Swinging freely
Arcing on.
Crest the wave
Dance the edge
Away to a sleep, far.
Away the future
Stained, betrayed, 
Sowing seeds
The great leap.
Dreaming onward
To a bright and good
Living now
Is it real?
Many times around the sun stays here
But the moon stays down.
Past is present
Isn't done with us
Back to show that there's both.

What in the world today?
How can this happen to be?
Does Existing Life Somehow?
Is it only just to see?
What in the world today?
How can this happen to be?
Does Existing Life Somehow?
Here and Now.

Don't try so hard, Billy boy
What do you need?
You've got fortune so plentiful.
Too long it's been, Tommy boy
Please take a seat.
Life's grooving foolishly.
(Unified mind bathed in a 
Beauteous skin.
Nary running to the line
Too little water to swim in.)

So this is how it plays out.
Return to reality.
Unconstrained by breaking free.
Dwelling on fatality.

Here and Now

Gazing gloriously, a small patch of sunflowers watch, from their dated, striated wooden garden box located in the town square, as the community's fabric loosens and tightens. As another generation follows the cycle, erosions of time reveal apparitions of yesteryear, emerging not only in supernaturalistic form.

LYRICS:
Well hello!
How's starting out?
We've seared
Another lowly ground.
My head 
Is spinning 'round.
Out here
I'm coming down.

Telling tales,
Swinging by,
Showing up here
No reason why.
Sunflower eyes
A pretty gaze,
Tilted towards 
The gilded stage.

Well...
How've you started out?
Here in 
This timeless town.
Criss-cross
We're soundly ground.
Striated
In another time.

Selling fables
Swinging high,
Showing up here
Rather fly.
Sunflower eyes
A pretty gaze,
Guilted as
We've truly changed.

Man you swear it was better
As a kid.
So bold off on
One's own.
Getting to know you're safe
Outside alone,
In this town
Under the dovetail.
Momentum!
Brings the fall...
Day in and out!
Trying not to win...
Rush the swings,
Old and grey.
Wish apparition
Shares the lead!

Sunflower Town

LYRICS

Living times
Lifetime's gone,
Crisp at dawn
Mellowed by the sun.

Golden horizon, all at stake,
People arrive at the fray.

No one knows the roots of our past.
No one shows, we've given our best.

Times have come
Times have gone,
Past tense
Is the chosen form.

Till the plain, caught up surrounding 
Our heart, our soul, our own.

No one knows the roots of our past.
It goes to show it's gone too fast.

Shear moonlight through my window.
Riding sideline, drawn-out timeline.
Taste so quaint, virtuoso.
Hello blueprint: unchecked, untried.

See the way
Script what may,
Humbled by the song
Promises go on.

What is this, hold on exist,
Gotta love our land, our smile, our pain.

No one knows the roots of our past.
No one grows enliven the guest.
It goes to show it's gone too fast.
No one knows the roots of our past.

The Roots of Our Past

Dreams lacking direction, combining ideas, creating narrative. is it artful or just nonsense?

Toxic Fever Dreams

The Hungry Pyknic consists of two members. One of us is the singer and the other does the music. Our songs are inspired by many different genres. We like to use unusual time signatures and song formatting while we write and create our sound.

All of our songs are recorded on Cubase Elements 11.

Our goal is to have our songs heard by as many people as possible. With time, we would like a Canadian studio to hear our songs and have them professionally recorded.

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