A …. a little letter to begin the meaningful. Yet we use it, and i wonder how emotions are hidden inside balls of sound.. we look at panes of glass and map out the patterns, and discus the objective of the creator, why we look into these reflections of reality and reality itself. Is [...]
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Not going to lie Brought on the old memories and wondering where in the first place Will it not be a good memory? will it not also be bad? Driving slow like a hum across a frosty morning. I remember that same feeling in a moore of south west England I will miss that I [...]
Will you flip the switch…. blow the walls of the joint…. flip it and let the air fly. These new vibrations send my ears running for their hard hats, in fact these sounds were made in a far away place a long time ago and only now have landed so violently on my ears…. [...]
Sorry for the long delay in updating this, but i have been on holiday… so deal with it. In no particular order…
I stood snapping away at hundreds of people, young and old, all out to prove a point… blocking roads, waving flags, banging drums and standing shoulder to shoulder in the face of oppression, and calling for a better situation, a more just situation…. I wasn’t convinced. Today in Paris, the streets are back to normal, [...]
May yesterdays plans turn into tomorrows flowerpots… or will there be time in this place, dreams take me close to you, speaking your words and perfecting the scene…. the light, perfect, … the room, perfect…. the time, perfect…. open windows and morning breaks the rhythm…the dark and its hope is hunted down… my [...]
Repeditive… ….and again we see it happen …. footsteps on the face …. bang down anger rhythms… tap on drums with heavy shouting sticks… we all want to be the most important…. …screaming children
And they called it Limited power…and slow and slow and slow… and we all play piano at some point somewhere
…..here are the facts … hard facts to swallow …easy to ignore.. ….sacrifice charity for luxury ….the game is up right there and then… Im thinking – Give up a little – to give a little.
All of this loving gun, working hard and playing the little trumpets and banging the great big drums of heaven and earth this most beautiful thing that we love this most beautiful rhythm the lose sounds of life, the heavy drumming of a thousand and one green hearts and souls , hundred billion yellow taxi [...]
Human HumanHuman moving scratching, moving to move to scratch makes sense… looks around nobody looking, check the bags, the bottles the hammer, the nail, check it all…look around nobody moves, show the hammer, nobody moves, nobody looks (he thinks) he checks it all again, looks around, scratches to scratch… something to do, check the bags [...]
This brings in the line thing again, the vibrations of momentary noises…i always want to have the beat kick at sometime… i should hold back they say… today i go forward
And the looky and the likey and the upside downey
