Shot Glass Philosophy - John Albert

What's this I'm feeling in my soul?
Under a solid stone, a moonlit night, just me and my bones 
Face up at the bottom of some hole
In a place just big enough for me to lie very still eternally but

Nothing ever seems to be what I suppose and It’s never true, whatever I know.
When everything I thought I had was just deceiving, like visions from a long time ago
Then maybe I’ll be alright, after all...

Who swings the needle in my head?
That leads me to an unknown point in time when I’ll fall down dead.
Like old leaves dropping from the sky
I’ll just float around awhile and then be swept in a pile or lost to the wind but

No road ever leads to where I want to go, and there's nothing there that I'll ever know.
And every memory of my past is more defeating than the last one that my eyes will be shown.
I guess that's why I'm right here all alone...

Do you seek the meaning of life?
You either work or sleep, it's all a dream, you’re born then you die.
Somewhere in the middle there’s time.
Time to get betrayed and kicked in the face, but you’ll be alright.

Don’t forget to die and life ain't worth living if you can't even feel when your numb.
Nothing can be done, you won't be forgiven, and you won't even know when you're gone.
But just remember only time marches on...

Shot Glass Philosophy (acoustic version) - John Albert

Roustin' - Combstead / Robert Grigg

Thank you! I'll see you on the next one :)

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Technology takes us further apart. We struggle to communicate because we want it on our terms by feeling a positive reward from every interaction. Social media and narrowly focused 24 hours news and voyeuristic entertainment isolates us more and more. We feel safe in our little cocoons and terrified by anything that doesn't fit our narrow mind. This applies to both sides of the political coin.  We desperately want the world to be black and white, yes and no. Just like the binary code of our technology, on or off, yes or no, 1 or 0; and if you are different, you are the other. This seems to be growing and as we dehumanize the other we create a world where it is a choice between what one group thinks or death. There is no perspective taking, no compromise no use of our inherent ability to transcend linear processing so we literally become as limited as the technology we have created,

JRVF

Hang em High

The Ghost - John Albert 

The Ghost knocked on the door just like they did all the times before 
I thought I’d invite them in and see if they might sit with me again, I said,
“Why did you go away?” And then “Where have you been?”, “How long can you stay?” And why…
"Why are you still around when you should be in a box in a hole in the ground?"

The Ghost said not a word but only looked at me and then I heard
A clear and sudden sound like a lightning clap had hit the ground 
And I jumped up right away and when I looked at the Ghost I heard somebody say that I’ll
Never see another day unless I grab those keys and drive away, So..

Now we’re out on the street
And The Ghost sits still in the next seat 
As I careen into turns
I can see them smile as the tires burn
And I made up my mind, 
They’re gonna ride with me till dying time
Well you might see me out on the road, 
but only I see The Ghost 

The Ghost made not a sound but I could sense each turn we flew around 
And I seemed to know the way without a chart for the stars or the light of the day
It seems like forever now that we were on that road all alone somehow and then 
The Ghost stuck a finger out and I could see in the mist stood a lonely town

Now we’re out on the street
And The Ghost sits still in the next seat 
As I careen into turns
I can see them smile as the tires burn
And I made up my mind, 
They're gonna ride with me till dying time
Well you might see me out on the road, 
but only I see The Ghost 

Lead

The Ghost then tapped the door so I locked up the brakes and they were gone
I sat with an empty stare thinking maybe they were never there
I got back on the road but then I saw this shadow as I drove and now
The Ghost leans on a pole but there’s one less driver to take him home.

The Ghost - John Albert

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an explanation of ''bringing" funk- abcdefg

Succession of Zombie Apocalypses

All Music Stuff By Me

Cover by Inna Mykytas (Pixabay)

Special Thanks to Kahlan Davis and Dani Ford.

Become Brand New

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From the boys, from the boys, from the boys. 

Toys From The Boys V

look what I've done, look what we've done, look what they've done to our Planet 
Earth-- get it?! we're ripping holes in it 
look what we've done, look what they've done, 
singing "we're #1, we're#1, we're # 1"
Paperclip, Paperclip, Paperclip 

FIGHT THE POWER --- FUCK THEIR WAR 
but we don't fuck with a Paperclip, a clip, a clip, a clip
Nazis invented, then the Americans did it. sing we're#1 we're #1 we're #1 DROPPING that bomb dropping the bomb
champions of the cluster bomb, the champions of the atom bomb, the champions of the Cold War

number 1-- NO more. 
fill it full of bullet holes filled it full of bullet holes
you can't help it! 

FIRE YOUR WEAPONS-- FIRE AT WILL
and we don't fuck with a Paperclip, a clip, a clip, a clip
In spite of WHAT?!

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