Dreaming in Colour

A few months back, anyone landing on this page was extended an invitation to….“come set for a spell in The Blue Room…..when nobody loves you.”  Well, took a while, but I reckon the word’s getting out amongst the broken hearted - this smoky little back-alley jazzabilly joint been seeing some semi-decent crowds lately.  Might have to add a couple more tables over there in that side area where we been storing the old feltless pool table.   

I dunno, maybe there really are a lot of lonely hearts out there, looking for companionship.  But my bet is that the real draw here is the new act on stage, as the house band is now joined by two long-time Atlanta musicians - Herb Avery and his Hammond organ, and Randy Hunter with his saxophone.   

For this version of the house theme song (aka The Blue Room), not only is my fumbly-finger organ solo replaced with Randy’s stellar saxophone, but I’ve put together a new intro, much more fitting for the new instrumentation.   And btw, brother Herbert not only plays his Hammond on the song, but that’s him you’ll hear playing the background lounge piano as the track opens.

So yeah, come set for a spell (whether you're loved or not), and let Randy & Herb show you their stuff.   

(Original version is here:) https://soundcloud.com/bruceavery/the-blue-room?si=36546f88f147427aba1593bf85a7ec1f&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

The Blue Room - version 2 w/sax & B3

Sands of Tensor

Star crossed lovers with an arson problem. A mini musical movie about lovers on the run...
Added to the album: "Curiosities Of Outsider Art" (Sept  2025)

(Act 1: Young lovers on an arson spree)
Lyrics:
She puts the gasoline in my truck
And then we drive down
And we like to burn up
Local buildings
And alleys
And trashcans

She likes to come out with me at night
And burn things down
She can't explain it
It's just how she feels
It's what see needs
Simultaneous release
While burning down the Hardee's (a USA restaurant chain)

We got black magic spells right off the shelf
I have a split personality
And I hate Ourselves
We have  a compulsion
To  blow things up
It's all fucked up
Young arsonists in love
Young Arsonists in love (3X)

We have black magic spells
Right off the shelf
The good ones are mixed in
So it makes it hard to tell
We understanding the poetry
Of burning things up
Burning shit up
All fucked up
Young arsonists in love
(End Act 1)


(Act 2 : Chase and capture)
Young arsonists in love (3X)
We're on the run
She says: let's burn down a Chevron

We have black magic spells right off the shelf
The Doctors say we seem alright
But you know that we can't be helped
The Police ask: Is this behavior carnal?
"Officer"
She said:
"Have you forgotten how to marvel?"
Forgotten how to marvel?

Young Arsonists In Love

WATCHERS FROM ABOVE - AMA MUSIC CINEMA Soundtrack

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WATCHERS FROM ABOVE

Cara Mia IV

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You know, don't you?  Oh, yes you do.  
You know you're being monitored, observed, assessed by something that knows you intimately.  
Knows you better than you’d like to think.  
Your secondary semi-subconscious once-removed.  
That's why you talk to yourself - or pretend to.  
Admit it - you're not really you, at all, are you?  
In fact, you're not real, are you?  You are watching “you”.  
You are nothing but your alter ego's doppelganger temporarily encased in a piece of warm, wet meat.  
A transient instantiation of a mirrored reflection of some lump of sentience from precisely one, of an infinite number of parallel universes.  

It’s called “conscience”.  

Handle with care.  

You were gifted it for a reason.
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"…..Neatly packaged, all my doubts, the rationales and bellyaches,
Wracked without, passion in thrall to humanity's handicap diamond stakes…."
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Ghost of a Sense

Yes, I know you.
I can feel your presence.
I can touch you, smell you.
I see you not by sight of eye
And yet I ken that you are I
That vespered wraith that writhes within
To test my faith, try my sin
Push the bounds to cause offence
A moral, soul thing, ghost of a sense recalls myself, so well defined
Entrenched, walls behind, built so sound of dust that crowned the pity, falling soft amiss, 
Deep inside the tears I cry as here I find my self-abyss.

Whispers bringing shadows, filled of secrets therein held,
Memories, morose, piece me still, to wear in time, my wasted face.
And now reside, cast aside, to forge and ever meld,
Of haunting, ringing echoes, that will alone their chime erased.

Ah! But you won't twist me, nor bind me fast, to the sandy doctrines of the misty past, 
With its beards and staffs and crinkled testaments.
My future's sprinkled here present with your crass irrelevance and matters not that sat right there, 
The blackest chasm in my simpling world so spare, 
Where space and time have overspilled the leaking psyche of a crippled mind,
That barely copes, unfulfilled, a crooked, limpid moral health of broken shrines
That hopes to find ....
   .......some worthwhile inner self.
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Photo by Marten Newhall on Unsplash

Ghost of a Sense ... with Seagull and David Dunham

Presenting "Modern Liz"

I have crafted this song as I was inspired by Taylor Swift's latest release "Elizabeth Taylor"

As many of my fans know I'm a musical producer who specialises in the unusual. I don't craft songs about traditional love stories or parties; my studio is dedicated to exploring the complex blueprints of human nature. I create productions that illuminate the quirks of personality, the paradoxes of everyday situations, and the stories we often hide, turning those unique, messy truths into compelling, unconventional music."

Original lyrics & vocals by Heidi-Marie

Produced in the 
ARAPA Music Studio
Sydney - Australia
15.10.2025

Artwork:  #azcreativestudiosydney

Modern Liz

Tanto  Que Tu

https://draeg.bandcamp

DRÆG - Future

01 - SA - SOR - Infinite Dust Bowl
02 - UVI - FALCON - Atmospherics - A Moonnight - Ethereal - Hush Grains
03 - UVI - FALCON - Atmospherics - Valley Of Deer

Introspection [Drone]

idematoa