Here is Muddle.
Briefly, this music is really about a lot of things, its no concept album. I think its about person stuff obviously. Then its about all kinds of neuroses generated from ambiguities (hence muddle) and their corresponding actions. By ambiguities I mean contrasting: choices, options, opinions, philosophies, morals, ethics, etc of the everyday person. Its also about my family my friends my loves and my homes.
Good news: thank you for listening.
Neutral news: If you want to buy a copy, its 2 dollar minimum (i cant print out any more color covers for free, sorry), additional donations accepted.
Bad News: The mp3 volume is quiet, and I probably will never play most of this stuff live.
I'm looking for Bloomington open mics.
SPACE (capitol s.) S
I still got some poetry inside me.
oh, the words they just collide with me
i'm bored, on the end of a whim.
(caught tragic in his very own world)
just sit calmly it'll come to him,
the fear that drives the child
inside of him. You know the one,
the one he reconstructed after being broken.
(only, no one asked him to) And, as such, no one cares
to save the world, or whait, to
find whats wrong with it.
If you need him he'll be shelling out fate
(the ladies voice sings) mirror mirror on the wall in space
Some day maybe I can star in my
very own national geographic special.
Watch him go (reverse) super nova after all
that Sex (he meant space). plug out head of his 12-
year old self. camera filing away a
zero gravity mess. If he replayed
moment for moment, the tapes contents
he might find why he taped it in the
first place. oh look, he found
his fear again.
(the ladies voice sings) oh i'm such a man sometimes