I was depressed at my caliber of friends when I had a drug problem. This was the result.
LYRICS:
Most my friends are embryonic
Most my friends are hooked on phonics
Most my friends stick to the comics page
Most my friends are disillusioned…
updated- fixed some audio
This one is a really rare song they jammed on once live. I sort of listened to this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aMFhjYdInBU&feature=related
and then I filled in the blanks so to speak. (per the guitar…
Perfect paranoia is perfect awareness.
LYRICS:
Notice the world getting worse not better
White men in sheets decide the weather
and whether or not to eat the weak
Inherit the mighty from the meekest
Federal agents tracking the phone…
I know the world needs the upwardly mobile, but that doesn't mean I have to like it.
LYRICS:
Success is regressive
Step forward is two steps back
A world unimpressive
judging me for what I lack
Defying convention
all rules are relative…
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
I like to jam with my buddy Chris, but he gets tired after just a few songs. One day, on his way out the door I started playing this (the original chorus was: Chris is pussin out, he is going home . . .)
*updated audio 1-12-11
This song is pretty much how I feel on most days . . .
UPDATED AUDIO: 1-21-12
LYRICS:
Make waves to
amplify the sound
Send in the tide
Breath aches
as the breaker breaks
I need a bride
Anointed knight
bringing the fight
to…
This song is pretty much how I feel on most days . . .
UPDATED AUDIO: 1-21-12
LYRICS:
Make waves to
amplify the sound
Send in the tide
Breath aches
as the breaker breaks
I need a bride
Anointed knight
bringing the fight
to…
This song is pretty much how I feel on most days . . .
UPDATED AUDIO: 1-21-12
LYRICS:
Make waves to
amplify the sound
Send in the tide
Breath aches
as the breaker breaks
I need a bride
Anointed knight
bringing the fight
to…
This song is pretty much how I feel on most days . . .
UPDATED AUDIO: 1-21-12
LYRICS:
Make waves to
amplify the sound
Send in the tide
Breath aches
as the breaker breaks
I need a bride
Anointed knight
bringing the fight
to…
This song is pretty much how I feel on most days . . .
UPDATED AUDIO: 1-21-12
LYRICS:
Make waves to
amplify the sound
Send in the tide
Breath aches
as the breaker breaks
I need a bride
Anointed knight
bringing the fight
to…
This song is pretty much how I feel on most days . . .
UPDATED AUDIO: 1-21-12
LYRICS:
Make waves to
amplify the sound
Send in the tide
Breath aches
as the breaker breaks
I need a bride
Anointed knight
bringing the fight
to…
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
Yes heavy music! Yes... Heavy music!
Rock on man!
Cool! Really liked that shift about a minute before the end
awesome job! Nirvana was always so... advanced for it's time
you and me both, man
great feel to this song
Awesome song! I like your style
damn!
fng!
I love your drum sound.
Crank it up man. Great tune! Saved and Fav'ed.
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
congrads on your first writing song.....i like your mellow soothing vocal tone. faved
Great tune!
very FNG!
Nice! Unusual changes- Really interesting!
pretty great mix. I like the song a lot! Great work!
groovee changes keen-o !
FNG!
fuck work. crackin' track dogg. jarufus
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