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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Figure It Out

USED TO KNOW.mp3

A regretful song about not seeing a friend  in need.
Fake Leonard Cohen in a higher register

Lyrics:
Sara, I never knew
How this world was killing you
I was so fucking oblivious
You did what you had to do
You could worry about the labels
For labels, they can't be peeled off you
Oh put me
Into the diving bell
Sink me down below
Into your private hell
I'll scrap the bottom of the floor
For the secrets you just can't tell
Put me in your diving bell

There's fire in the fuselage
A bizarre entertainment?
I just can't watch
Put me
Into your diving bell
Sink me down below
Into your private hell
I'm a weak man
I just had to come up for fresh air
Put me in your diving bell

I never asked
How you wore your mask
With your ritual tasks 
Seen through your jewelers glass
Oh drop me down
Into the diving bell
Sink me down below
Into your private hell
Diving bell

Sara , I never knew...

The Diving Bell (For Sara)

song about Allen Ginsberg

soundclips from AG reading parts of  his poem Howl

Drunken Dumbshow  

Holy, holy, we're holy
This land of prayer and restraint 
Weapon born from society 
An insect stuck in the paint 
Hospital laugh with appended smile
True lust to fake the faint
A faint hope that's close to nothing at all
But it's something for the people who ain't 

Beat down, strung out, colorful, crazy
The weight of the world is love
In the end, it is enough
In the end, it has to be enough 
Broken mother, father 
Like the rest of us fallen ones
On the streets we Howl and run

Kaddish, death convention 
Now he's the King of May
The long hair of Adam
His cosmic beard at play
To ease the pain of living
The work will set you free
That was the message he breathed 
The politics of ecstasy 

Beat down, strung out, colorful, crazy
The weight of the world is love
In the end, it is enough
In the end, it has to be enough 
Broken mother, father 
Like the rest of us fallen ones
On the streets we Howl and run

Poet, pilgrim, sacrilege 
Buddhist, lover, anarchist 
5 to 1, he is on their list 
Acid-dropping dreamer, God's pharmacist 
All else is
Drunken dumbshow







Drunken Dumbshow

Spell of Love

        This is an old song that I wrote way back in my disco days and reworked it in 2009. It's an instrumental now. I had lyrics for it when it was called something else but I turned it into an instrumental. I played a wicked Moog on it, all instruments are me, NO A.I. I'm allergic to that A.I. crap! I just finished a video for it with some wicked dancing on it but that won't be dropped until December, just in time for Santa to get those bell bottom pants and platform shoes back on and do the Christmas Hustle!😂 I never liked Disco much back in the day but I like it now! The second song towards the end is another funky song of mine called "Sex Object", this is the instrumental version that's playing over the credits in the video. I hope everyone enjoys it, I had fun recording it! If anyone knows how to do The Funky Chicken or The Robot, well now's the time to do it!😂🥂

"DISCO DAZE!"

IT_$ YOU

very very very old song in new music style!

More than I can say! ....Sonny Curtis and Jerry Allison

Text:
Verse 1
We wired our dreams to plastic keys,
played the night on silver breeze.
Every note was hope and noise,
we were just kids with future toys.

Chorus
Youth and Age — same song, new page.
Neon hearts in an analog cage.
We played tomorrow with trembling hands,
in echoes of our promised lands.

(Synth-Solo)

Verse 2
The DX shined, the Korg would cry,
Roland ghosts in lullabies.
No rules, no fear, just endless sound —
we built a world that still resounds.

Bridge
Tape hiss and dreams collide,
still hear that shimmer deep inside.
Every preset tells our name,
nothing ever sounds the same.

(Guitar-solo)

Final Chorus
Youth and Age — same fire, same stage.
We were future, we were brave.
Three machines, one soul, one rage —
we are still Youth and Age.

Youth and Age

Santi Caballero, Dani Rambla, Alex Ventura, Gabi Martínez y Sergio Párraga

More than I can say! ....Sonny Curtis and Jerry Allison

tom mcguinness