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Opportunity.
Why do so many windows
Remain unopen?
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Bleak frugality--
Scrimp, save, can barely make it--
The unsung percent.
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Poor Mxyzptlk!
Never pulled one over on
Superman for long.
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Time for a noodle in the middle of the house move...packing....dumping......sorting...reminiscing..... still waiting to exchange contracts and mean't to be moving Friday....a little stressed
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Memory creates
A world from possible pasts.
Soon it's gone again.
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Traffic fines doubled
In the road construction zone.
Slow down for the cones.
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Sometimes I surprise
Even myself. So many
Masks; which one to choose?
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New swallow's lessons:
"Before you learn how to crawl,
you must learn to fly."
I learned after writing this that swallows DO actually crawl around in the nest before they take the plunge. Oh well. You learn something new every day.
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First day of April:
I have played so many tricks.
Who is the fool now?
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Sundays in the park:
Drumming, traffic, sweet birdsong,
Lovely car alarms.
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Pungent aroma,
Skunk versus car, skunk loses.
Mommy won't come home.
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Aeolean muse,
Sing to me your dulcet tones:
Windchimes in autumn.
(I actually heard the first three notes of this piece on my windchimes and the whole thing unfolded from there.)
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from the dusty dance halls of the past a reverie
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Raking on Sunday:
Leaves observe no one's Sabbath;
Neither, then, shall I.
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Re-recording of an old song I'd originally written for an even older band, Buckle. I think Buckle's been done now for almost eighteen years, so it may be safe to dust this off now and expose it to light again.
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Something that I'm now ready to share from last September. Took a while. But recent changes made it possible. Blues rock I'd guess.
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A "remix" I did a while back that got lost in the shuffle. The original was for our 2010 RPM album "Onion Bell" and can be found here: http://alonetone.com/cavestreet/playlists/onion-bell
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Here's another little something that I somehow got sidetracked on posting.... Thanks for the jams Norm! One of these days I'll bounce something fresh your way....
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Revisiting this track too. For some unknown reason, the church across the street from my former abode occasionally rang their bell at 7:30 in the morning. Not every Sunday. Come to think, Sunday wasn't the exclusive day either. At any rate…
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Traffic in Eastern Massachusetts blows. Just saying.
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The 15th and final song written for RPM and FAWM. Fittingly the lyric is about the end of the process... even though there was still a ton left to do when I came up with it. I guess I was feeling optimistic, which is seriously unusual for me.
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"O give thanks unto the LORD, for he is good:
for his mercy endureth for ever. Let the redeemed of the LORD say so" Psalm 107:1-2
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From RPM 2012 album, "The Kitchen Sink"
First track - title comes from an unintended vocal sample.
2/26/12 MPT: I already uploaded a fresh copy. I wanted it to sound like a vocal ensemble in a dumpster, but I might have initially gone overkill…
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Part Of Kitchen Sink, the RPM 2012 album for AMUC.
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Part Of Kitchen Sink, the RPM 2012 album for AMUC.
It started out as a tribute to the old sci-fi movie, "The Quiet Earth", and became something else.
Freesound samples used:
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20765__radian__sorrysorry…
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Part Of Kitchen Sink, the RPM 2012 album for AMUC.
It's technically "Tobias The Battery-Powered Hermit", but the field wasn't long enough. =)
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Part Of Kitchen Sink, the RPM 2012 album for AMUC.
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Part Of Kitchen Sink, the RPM 2012 album for AMUC.
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Part Of Kitchen Sink, the RPM 2012 album for AMUC.
Freesound Samples Used:
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Part Of Kitchen Sink, the RPM 2012 album for AMUC.
Not sure what genre this would fit into:
Experimental Corporate Gothic Steampunk Electro-folk? (Although, I guess the 'experimental' is sort of implied by the rest of the name.)
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Part Of Kitchen Sink, the RPM 2012 album for AMUC.
Freesound sample used:
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Part Of Kitchen Sink, the RPM 2012 album for AMUC.
I was planning to write a love song, but .. it didn't quite come out that way.
3/11/12 - I re-recorded the first verse with better-sounding vocals. I'm leaving the version on the RPM Jukebox…
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The homophobic Reverend was embroiled in a homosexual sex and crystal meth scandal in 2006. This was my rally song for him. I was hoping he would preach on why it is not bad to be gay. INstead he went and got reprogrammed.
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This was an entirely improvised tune. The story kind of tells itself. Red wine and marijuana on the roof of the Hotel Vitale can lead to events that are no bueno. Blacking out behind the wheel is no bueno. Ingesting marijuana unknowingly in a…
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A friend told me about this experience. I cannot name names but he insisted it was a true story. The "Phil" mentioned is not retired Senator from Texas "Phil Graham," I don't care what he says, he was not there: the evidence is conclusive.
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After a brief hiatus out in the weeds, I found myself back on my own course, but what to do if the force knocks me off my horse and breaks the resolve of my frame to sustain?
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Don Bolles was a newspaper reporter who was killed in Phoenix, Arizona in 1976 while investigating a land deal that was closely tied to the Mafia. He was blown up in front of the Hotel Clarendon, and I had a scary experience at the same hotel…
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A true story from a rough week. The window into the soul of a man really does run through the contents of his stomach.
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I grew up in Redding, California. That part of Northern California is more like Alabama than it is San Francisco. Hence, it could be called "Calibama."
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If you ever drive on Interstate 5 in California, between Sacramento and WIlliams, you will drive by both Arbuckle and College City. This is their song.
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Whenever I am at a loss for words and I'm just not sure what to say, I think about how control is an illusion and I say "Ya-ta-hey."
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Only the people with problems call after the decent have gone to sleep...
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The epic story of an orange fight at a Cal USC game that my family won in spectacular fashion.
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"THE Message?"
My God.... THE Message?
The Message, My MESSAGE After the beep?
"Be kind to strangers, and even kinder to those you know and love. That was the best I could do, so now I have the Batman Blues."
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A story about a good-natured woman and a bunch of recent parolees from the state prison in Vacaville, California, on a Greyhound bus.
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A true story about a transcendent summer job I had with Scott Shoffner.
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I spend a night there once, I was dizzy with Hadrian's Blues.
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I wrote this song after seeing the man who almost killed me and not acting out all of my revenge fantasies. He was selling TVs at Costco.
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The story of a house of ill-repute that met a very bad end.
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Big Brother is watching... Time to get paranoid.
Rough live studio demo.
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A cautionary tale about falling back into addiction.
Rough live studio demo.
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When you finally realise that that lifelong friend isn't really a friend at all and it's time to say 'goodbye'.
Rough live studio demo.
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Standing outside, looking in. Keeping people at arm's length until you're sure of their intentions.
Rough live studio demo.
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#7 for this years rpm, the album name is of the same name,, small watercolor piano moments, with the occasional vocal such as this
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Formerly montgomerucson. Creating an album for this song to nestle into was a primary motivation for this project.
Special thanks to Ben Montgomery for the trumpet tracks.
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Just a simple Blues, I'm not a harp player, but I did the best I could, puffed me out !!! Oh yeh don't tell my mate Dave. He plays the harp on all my songs & he'll have guts for garters if he finds out !!!
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My groping hand shoved
Away once more from delight:
Supple joys denied.
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Sunlight streaming down.
Gentle breeze disturbs new leaves.
Spring's awakenings.
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Roasting on one side,
Freezing on the other side:
The joy of campfires.
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The coals are red-hot,
Nag champa incense burning,
Cherry Coke in hand.
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The coals are red-hot,
Yellow kernels a-roasting,
Three ears are ready.
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Antidisestab-
lishmentarism:
too many sylla-
(bles?)
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"Warren, line three, please."
Annoying public address.
(He's a busy man.)
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Unstoppable thief,
Never aware of our needs,
Time flows on and on.
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six 7/8 schlemiel schlemazel
It's an instrumental, too.
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9/11, I . . .
(Do I have survivor's guilt?)
. . . worked a normal day.
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Got to get going!
Only ninety days remain
To pen forty more.
(I'd reached the halfway mark for eighty haiku; I must have written this sometime in November 2011.)
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Answering machine.
You might have something to say
When you hear the beep.
Those who have my home phone number know that this has been my actual answering machine message for over a year.
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The curse of our time:
Cellular stupidity.
Can you hear me now?
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Tied up, fourteen-all.
Coiled tight, yet poised, until
He hears, "Ready . . . fence!"
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May the twenty-first,
Harold Camping said, "It's done."
Sinners, best repent.
May the twenty-one,
Party time for ev'ryone.
Sinners, best repent.
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A simple table
Set before my enemies,
My head anointed.
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Complete innocence,
My Kindergarten mind-state.
Why are kids so mean?
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Believe in something,
But not what they dream about;
Their dreams are evil.
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Too bad I don't know how to play an actual violin.
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Written in 2002; played to death 2003-4; retired in 2005. Feels good to bring this one back from the dead.
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mellow good vibe guitar synth tune....instrumental
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gentle flowing guitar synth,acoustic guitar instrumental
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Away From Creation
W/M by OsCKilO
Pick me us up and set me down ,
In a box high off the ground.
It is what I’m used to out of life.
This is up and there is down.
In between we carry on.
Up and down the stairwells to the heights
Look upon…
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Maybe it's intuition
But some things you just don't question
Like in your eyes
I see my future in an instant
And there it goes
I think I've found my best friend
I know that it might sound more than a little crazy
But I believe
I knew I loved…
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This is a song about questions, especially after experiencing the loss of someone special.....here are the lyrics:
Down past the bridge
By Saint Peter‘s church
She hums a prayer
Her eyes blue and bare
She’s longing for comfort…
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rpm 2012 #3
no lie this was a ton of fun to make
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This one has a pretty silly lyric - it's about making up a place called “Wendouree Lane”, then later meeting someone who actually lives on Wendouree Lane and discovering that it actually does exist.
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A last minute inclusion to my RPM 2012 album, after deciding to ditch a song and replace it with a better one. It was written in a hurry.
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This one's a bit of a clunker in it's current form.
The first 2 verses are pretty cheesy, and it doesn't really have a chorus, just verses and a bridge.
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Big cheesy pop song. Simple lyric, simple tune.
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The tune is recycled from a song I wrote in the early 90s. All new lyrics.
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My friend Vyv requested I write a song about penguins, so here it is. (well, it doesn't say much about penguins - but it does mention them!)
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A song about how hard it is to write words for a song.
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I pretty much just made this one up as I went along. Bird noises by the Superb Fairy Wrens in our garden.
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A song I wrote for my sister and I to sing. Possibly the best song I have written. She's so good! :)
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