written for r/songaweek 2022 - week 32 (Theme: Reverb)
---

Street Serenity

Turned off my phone
I set it down
put on my coat
and headed out

somewhere you won't find me

forgot just how
my footsteps sound
on the blessed dirt
stray plastic bags

I can't be hurt
a windswept stone
breathe slowly out
I carry home

somewhere you won't find me

Street Serenity

Hereditary

Beck and Call

Say that five times in a row.

I've been meaning to finally make use of my solo strings library, so I decided to write a little something for a string quartet. I wrote a theme on the sadder side at first to fit with the theme of the week. Then I thought an angrier second theme could make sense to explain the "apologetic" theme.

The structure of the piece is inspired by the sonata form. Basically, I wanted to find two musical ideas, then really focus on developing them, taking them through multiple keys, etc. Then, at the end, re-stating both themes in the original key. I don't think this is really "proper" sonata form though, the second theme never returns fully on its own.

Contrite Quartet (Song-a-Week 2024/4: Apologies)

Music made for the Song A Week 5, theme was "Carousel".

Cross-Eyed Horses

Very rushed mix for songaweek 2024 week #5 - theme is Carousel.

I used the Audiority Chorus Ensembler plugin to get the guitar sound, which emulates the Boss CE-1 pedal.

Synthetic vocals by Emvoice Jay. This one actually suits Jay's voice down to the ground.

[re-tagged this as a 'demo' as it really does need a bit more work..]

Lyrics:
-------

Painted faces on wooden ponies
Up and down they go
Pledges made by fairground phoneys
You can’t believe a word

Left wing striders and right wing bluster
On this roundabout of broken dreams
Where no-one wins

The cycle prevails
Where unity fails
We all slow down.

Carousel!
We go round and round and round
Carousel!
It goes round and round and round

Blue horses prance, the red ones follow
Round and around they go
Build a thing, tear it down, Build another
Watch the money go

The rhetoric swings
Our candy floss dreams
Melting away

Carousel!
They go round and round and round
Carousel!
We all go round and round and round

Ticket booths are selling hope today
One gives, the other takes away.

Carousel!
We go round and round and round
Carousel!
It goes round and round and round

round and round and round
round and round and round
round and round and round
round and round and round

red blue red blue red blue

Carousel

Carousel (demo)

Song made for the Song A Week 6, theme was "Rush".

Lyrics:

I’m in a rush 
I’m trying to fly home
And all the faces in the flowers, they say
You’re late

I’m in a rush 
The queen is waiting
I got honey in the brain
And blood like gasoline

I’m a busy bee
I work, therefore I am
If I stop
I may just disappear

I’m in a rush 
There’s no time to waste
I’ll work til I die and I’ll sleep when I’m dead
Oh yeah

I’m in a rush 
The queen is waiting
I got honey in the brain
And blood like gasoline

I’m a busy bee
I work, therefore I am
If I stop
I may just disappear

(I’m in a rush)

Busy Bee

https://i.ibb.co/DCcqxKQ/i-ll-call-you.png

I'll Call You

Song a week #8 - Prompts: Down with Love / Pistols and Petals

I left out the pistols. No one's going to get hurt over this. 

"La  douleur exquise" is a French term - 

"Directly translated, the French phrase means "exquisite pain," but that doesn't convey the full force of the sentiment. It specifically refers to that pain you feel for wanting someone you can't have." 

This song poetically cuts to the heart of the matter, and exemplifies my main sub-genre of love songs. 

La Douleur Exquise

https://i.ibb.co/Hhvd1Cv/to-believe.png

When I see the harvest moon up in the sky
When I see the barn owl fly
When you pin the heavens right between the eyes
And look at me
It’s easy to believe

How we learn to laugh before we learn to speak
At the pigeons pigeoning around our feet
Aren’t paw pads so very tickly?
When I tickle these
It’s easy to believe 

Then I watch the news
And I know what I’d do
Like I know what anyone would do
If they had the power to
If they only had the power to
Then I find it hard to believe oh lord
I find it hard to believe

And the shadows of the clouds that run like wolves
At the moored invisible curlews
And we’re brambling, we’re brambling
The birds and me
It’s times like these
It’s easy to believe

And the golden sun that shines on golden corn
Awe-inspiringly
And the rain that goes around and round
Might we?
Immortality
You make me want to believe 

Hallelujah…

^ longer version: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1nL6vUDSr167SqQdi1DmGQIX9Ea4p6Q9b/view?usp=sharing

To Believe

Черниковская хата - Спектакль окончен

Music by Will Reeder

Cog · dos : 
noun
A second mind, emerging from emotions, thoughts, and ideas that have been manifested through art, music, and writing. A "self" wholly different than the one we wear everyday. 

Musician from SoCal. I write songs and experiment with different styles of music.

Street Serenity

Cogdos

Related tracks