LYRICS:
We are all ghosts
who walk the earth
Everyone you see and
everyone you don't see
Don't know we're dead
through self-deception
People pretend
it turns out well
Don't know what'll happen after this
but I can
hazard an educated…
I'm afraid of death. Hope I don't die when I'm 44.
LYRICS:
The man in black professed to me
the secret of this life
The conundrum of human pain
The reason for this strife
It doesn't make much sense
I knew that much was true
But what…
Ever feel like you're running in place?
LYRICS:
It's time for reformation
Moment's here to strike
I'm whipping winds of change up
on my stationary bike
I will sing this song
I will sing this song aloud
if I'm allowed
With my inner…
I wanted to write a song with piano, it pretty much wrote itself. (The chromatic structure of the guitar solo had been in my head untabbed for years.)
LYRICS:
Flexible bullet fired at me
Following some unknown trajectory
Piercing the walls…
LYRICS:
We are all ghosts
who walk the earth
Everyone you see and
everyone you don't see
Don't know we're dead
through self-deception
People pretend
it turns out well
Don't know what'll happen after this
but I can
hazard an educated…
I think I would like it better if you didn't synthesize the fuck out of your voice on most of your songs. Sounds a lot like Radiohead with queens of the stone age backup with Dave grohl drumming..
Kinda rough. I'm uploading this mainly to share a guitar technique I've been working on. I'm wearing a slide on my picking hand and using it to alter pitches in single line phrases. There's a lot more can be done with this technique that I've…
Track #13 of the "Someone Else's Hell" album
Lyrics:
When the rain falls, we fall too
dust blows our ash to wind
Our lives are here, not so high
as our hopes to die free
Accolades are, never so
great as we could aspire
when we leave…
Track #2 of the "Someone Else's Hell" album.
Lyrics:
somebody else's hell shines through
dishonesty will break us all
how long can the walls last
the unclean masses wonder
i'm standing here with them
how long until...
//someone else's hell…
Straight ahead stone city electric blues for an old friend who used to spend hours spinning BB King and Mike Bloomfield records for me. Recorded back sometime at the end of 2006 on old analog equipment
Wrote this song in a shitty hotel in Lincoln, Nebraska in 2005.
(Thanks for listening, peeps. Keeps me from realizing I've wasted my time.)
Some lyrics as requested by Richard Feynman:
I'm too relaxed
for me to go make friends
Late on my back
and counting down until the end
what have you done?
The chance has passed
for us to make amends
Alone at last
Sometimes it all depends on me
Can you hear the sound of my voice
Move right along
some distance on your own
I don't belong
in a place I could not call home
More stuff from the ancient archives rescued from the same cassette tape as Last Nights Fun. This time a set of 3 Irish reels Live at a concert back around 1992
Comments on Permanent Tourist's stuff
Are The Black Keys or Beck an influence in your music? Wouldn't surprise me.
strange but kewl
I'm not sure what it is about this track, but it just totally rocks. Kinda reminds me of the Pumpkins, which I do love...
You've got some neat songs. Someone should give you a contract.
Trippy shit.
Reminds me of Helter Skelter. Nice.
Great song, angry and joy-filled at the same time
What an ambitious song cycle. This starts it out in fine form.
Quite a trip! I like!
Awesome
Cool song
On the lighter side you have potential I think you just need more heads
I think I would like it better if you didn't synthesize the fuck out of your voice on most of your songs. Sounds a lot like Radiohead with queens of the stone age backup with Dave grohl drumming..
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..ah, l'momEnt
dude that was intense. I fucking loved it!
so freaking wierd
you've gotta alot of cool songs...like your descriptions too.
I love backwards sometimes...one direction just gets boring after a while. :)
Octopus candy. Cool arrangement.
Comments made by Permanent Tourist
I like when people sneak in 9th's and diminished whatchamacallims . . . fingers in strange places + cool solo = awesome song.
Fuzz is good.
Cool.
interesting- I dig the Klingon/monster chant at the beginning
Holy crap!!!! This is so good.
Wrote this song in a shitty hotel in Lincoln, Nebraska in 2005. (Thanks for listening, peeps. Keeps me from realizing I've wasted my time.) Some lyrics as requested by Richard Feynman: I'm too relaxed for me to go make friends Late on my back and counting down until the end what have you done? The chance has passed for us to make amends Alone at last Sometimes it all depends on me Can you hear the sound of my voice Move right along some distance on your own I don't belong in a place I could not call home
Cool . . . . . very cool