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Once Upon A Time...

A past lover keeps showing up in my dreams and reminding me of my failures.
From my new LP " Low Profile". My best tracks from 2023. Thanks for listening!

Lyrics:
I get my melancholy straight from the IV drip
A Xanax, a red eyed flight on the sky ship
That's when you appeared
I'd been gorging myself on 
Televised violence
It's like synconized swimming
You were grinning while the plane was rapidly descending
(You smiled all the way down)
The atmosphere was colorless
Odorless
Void of all surface and all texture
I'm reveling in my psychosis
You reminded me I never finished my
Junkyard magnum opus
You still show up in my dreams

We were entering into 
An impressionist painted landscape
With a language that we just didn't understand
You reminded me that I'm a big believer
In blindly believing
And I need to start drinking in
A little bit more in what I'm seeing
We're like suburban dadaist
Coming in, out of the rain
My mind was racing
Like those 808 beats
There all the same
Well, that's the way the Goddamn wheel rolls
You headed off into the night
You never told me to change the angle of the light
You still show up in my dreams

"You never even had it even when you had it your hands,"
You've got to bring it right down
To where the sideways ends in the light
I'm digging down deep
I'm digging down slow
I'm striking oil 
Or the fires down below
You still show up in my dreams

You Still Show Up In My Dreams

Stars

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The English saying "We're all going to Hell in a hand-cart" just about describes my mood when I wrote "Descent". It was one of those weeks in northern hemisphere Spring 2024 when there was absolutely no good news coming in from anywhere on the planet.

I trust that things will get better!

Descent

Mamba

Life just kind of got in the way.  
You put those dreams on the shelf for another day.
You thought you’d get around to doing
all those things on your bucket list.
But lately it feels like you’re running out of time
 and you’ve got this urge to lay it on the line.
You tell yourself you’re going to do it, but then you hear this voice in your head.
Making up excuses for why you should take the easy road instead.

Sometimes the answers aren’t in a book
Sometimes you gotta leap before you look
Sometimes you gottta take a shot and let the chips fall where they may.
Sometimes you gotta pick up your bat and give it a really big swing.
Sometimes you gotta get up on that stage and open your mouth and sing

It feels like nobody’s on your side
You wish you had someone with whom you could confide
You’re afraid if you tell people what you’re trying to achieve you’ll seem delusional
You tell yourself that even though you’re no longer a young pup
That doesn’t mean you should take off your hat and hang it up

Time has a way of passing by quicker than you think
We all share the same ultimate fate
You’d better do it before it’s too late
You can keep making excuses or you can try to get something done
Even if you don’t succeed, you can try to make the journey fun

Sometimes the answers aren’t in a book
Sometimes you gotta leap before you look
Sometimes you gottta take a shot and let the chips fall where they may.
Sometimes you gotta pick up your bat and give it a really big swing.
Sometimes you gotta get up on that stage and open your mouth and sing

No Excuses

My Own Light 150 BPM

#864 Overboard

Sad shit

Get Back To My Roots

Patrick Fuzz