nothing makes me feel more alive
(musicians hate him)
than feeling like i'm gonna die
(he makes fake music)
nothing makes me more upset
(start a new channel for this bullshit, wtf)
when something hasn't happened yet
(he makes fake music, get him)

now, why can't everything happen now?
why can't everything happen now?
why can't everything happen now?
happen now
(i’ll be honest, i’m scared, but I’m doing it anyway)
why can't everything happen now?
why can't everything happen now?
why can't everything happen now?

i'm trying something new
this is the least evil thing i can do
i'm trying something new
this is the least evil thing i can do
(it’s music that makes no sense)

ah indeed
we return at last to our rightful halls
tis good to be among familiar banners, fine company
and the sweet scent of spilled ale once more

nah I definitely can’t take credit for that
that was the computer

i'm not built for this (nah)
look at my face
i'm probably not even part
of the human race
i'm scared as shit
i'm bout to flip
read my lips, bitch
i'm out of dip

(someone get me some ketchup, please)
sometimes i fuck things up
so i can practice getting unstuck
i don't really understand
seems like it's outta my hands

i don't take no drugs
but i'd feel better if i did
i don't take no drugs
i just sit an rock like an autistic savant

happen now / autistic savant

made for myself, only uploading so i can listen

ayesha erotica - i burned the house down (extended)

Free Download

Sedução Auditiva (DTF Miami Bass Edit)

This is a musical climbing, a melodic essay (or expansion) for sythesizers and drums.

The Climbing

Metaphor

Path Of The Hidden Rivers/The Endless Sun

Path Of The Hidden Rivers/The Endless Sun**FREM

Hard Fragility

Open Night Gate

Digital Rocks

Out Of The Dark

LYRICS BELOW
Here's another preview of the upcoming Penelope's Thrill album--something a little different--a rock song with a tuba solo! When I was recording this song with my Starfire XII electric 12 string, I just felt it was crying out for a tuba solo (which would be about the biggest possible contrast for the chime of a 12 string). Luckily, Ben Jaeger--the amazing guitarist for the Madison, Wisconsin, band Sunspot--is also a tuba virtuoso, and he agreed to take this on.
"L&C Eternally" is about Lonnie and Chloe, who grow up on adjacent farms in southern Wisconsin. (In fact, the whole new album is about them.)
The main guitar I play on this is my 1966 Guild Starfire XII, my choice for the best electric 12 ever built. With some fast-picking and palm-muting, it can make some unique sounds! The Starfire is helped by my Gretsch 2420 and my '78 Guild S-60.
(And, yes, that is me doing the really high backing vocals!)

“L & C Eternally”
Words & Music by Timothy Walsh

She wakes on a Sunday and she don’t know
if she wants to be a person dreaming.
She don’t want it and she don’t go
down to where all the folks are meeting.

She goes down to Lonnie’s farm,
wakes him with a soft punch on his arm
She smiles at him—is she in love?

He puts on the coffee and rubs his eyes,
tells her she’s a pain while he cooks the bacon.
She says cut the crap while she serves the eggs—
says they could be already out there fishing.

	He smothers her toast with strawberry jam,
	feeds her a morsel quick as he can.
	He smiles at her—is he in love?

They don’t take it all the way.
They don’t think about it anyway.
When they’re walking in the woods,
they know they’re living like they should.

Lonnie and Chloe are sitting in a tree—
K-I-S-S-I-N-G.
That’s the jump-rope song they sang
playing in the schoolyard before the bell rang.
	“L & C Eternally”—
	that’s what Lonnie carved upon a tree,
	and Chloe said, “Now we’re in Love!”

Words & music by Timothy Walsh
Vocals, guitars, bass: Timothy Walsh
Tuba: Ben Jaeger
Recorded and mixed by Timothy Walsh at Yew Tree Studios (that is, a tiny upstairs room in my house nestled amid century-old yew trees)

L&C Eternally

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L & C Eternally (with Ben Jaeger, Tuba)[early demo mix]

Poker Face

Seeing as light is fading from the centre of your eyes
And the blog that I been posting 
Don’t change your face design
I find I got no knowledge of the ways inside your mind
Any feelings you have gathered are hidden by disguise

How will I know you
How do I get there
What will I feel inside
Will I be nowhere 
I’ve never seen or felt some kind of sign
But I’m wishin’ for that magic kind of ride
How will I know you
How do I get there
What will I feel inside
Will you be elsewhere
I’m seeing but I may as well be blind
Your poker face is killing me inside

I’m so ever hopeful I got sensors in my teeth
If you favour me with meeting eyes I’m flushing red as beet
And dissecting every phrase of yours and liberating nothing
I got to get to you or else I’ll shrink away to stuffing

Hard Fragility

ZubE