World of Wonder – Pt II

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This is the second (and final) part of World of Wonder. I’ve been having fun learning about recording the acoustic songs (as opposed to composing strictly instrumental and electronic). Of course, I have a lot more to learn. But life is a journey:>)

I’ll post the lyrics to the two songs below: Leather Fair, and World of Wonder. Enjoy! Jim

Leather Fair

Softly crunches the coming night
The queen crosses the menacing light
The king drops the crochet stitching
And leaves the gallery to all their bitching

I’ve tossed and turned these many days
Waiting for songs to gift their ways
Leaning on langsam and heavenly host
To portent the affairs of a ghost

Someone, somewhere must whistle this tune
So many possibilities, a Universal room
So many apprentices bent over their trays
So many wurst-hoarders foraging through hay

I alight on a trodder, this horse was once mine
Bewitched now by the ocean’s sweet chimes
Rocks and rolling waves on the lee shore
So many dreams, why not a few more?

World of Wonder

World of wonder
Simian home
Too much slumber Too many gnomes

Too many autocrats
Baying at the Moon
Too many aristocrats
Eating much too soon

Plate out a medley
From those long-ago tunes
I’ll follow my heart’s muse
And lose the buffoons

World of Wonder – Part I

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This latest batch of music is an experiment of interplay, between composed electronic pieces and mainly acoustic (guitar, voice, piano) songs. I’m just curious to see what the effect will be. The words for the two songs, Tottering to Infinity, and Remember Ott follow below. Hope you enjoy! Jim

Tottering To Infinity

Tottering to infinity, I’ve lost my unanimity
I would really love some sympathy
But there is no reward

For floundering in flowered paths
And gazing at the uncut grass
The whole, hazy undermass of legends left unknown

I started much too late
Tried to force an open gate
Talked myself into empty rooms
Mystic leaves and fallen brooms

Cellars full of spoiled red wine
Locks of amber, unbroken time
Something that was never mine
Is not terribly amused

I’m whimpering down that scattered path
The wind-torn soot, the broken lath
The places yet unseen

Will keep, until that frozen dome
Remnants of a happy home
The charging nestling crispy tome
Laughs loudly, here at last!

Remember Ott

Remember Ott
The pioneer
Left his home
More than forty-year

Said his prayers
By yonder lake
Took the blinds down
And returned the rake

I say old Ott
What have we here?
Is it a beaver
Or a gondolier?

Are there paw prints
On my lawn
Woe is me
A darling fawn!

Cosmic Blues

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When the universe serves you up interstellar star dust, what do you do?

You get on with writing and composing, something like the: Cosmic Blues.

This little collection is a bit of each of the following:

  • piano blues
  • synthesized textures

Another step on my musical journey.