Psychosurgery

Noobie user ina_catalog
posted 5 comments!

A strapped lass imagined that, I pulled

the chord that kept us plugged

a paranoia caused

some to see things, that never, really… were…

Did she envision it?

is that why

fell asleep onto Surgeon’s hand

a paranoia caused

one to see things that never, really… were…

it’s just… a faul…ty wire… bug

their meds… cannot… retrace

they’ll have… you back… to norm soon love

from something science could not explain

and if the tracks running down your arms

don’t lead to my door

will ya give up?

or give some more?

and if the tracks running down your arms

don’t lead to a cure

please don’t give up

just give some more

a tragic victim cries!

don’t care to recognize/reconcile

just keep me alive…

a silenced voice it cries!

keep me alive

keep me alive

keep me alive

keep me a…

 it’s just… a faul…ty wire… bug

their scions will soon replace

we’ll piece you back together love

to something scanner cannot retrace

and if the tracks running down your arms

don’t lead to my door

will ya give up?

or give some more?

the drama’s never the bore

you’ll never be a chore

it’s grey while dense

and will keep in this jar…

and if the tracks running down your arms

don’t lead to a cure

please don’t give up

just give some more…

no, please don’t give up…

just give some more…

if the tracks running down your arms

don’t lead to a cure

please don’t give up

just give some more

no, please don’t… give up

just give some more

 

Ravages

Advanced contributor rembow
posted 34 comments!

Sorry about the mumbly voice here, haha, still working on singing and playing AND singing expressively (including enunciation) so that’s part of why this is a demo. Lyrics and song structure, mood and feel are what I’m focusing on. Professional recording, if ever, is a long term goal. Also I’m trying my hand at symbolic storytelling, allegory. This one’s about country music.

My lady’s no fool
She got craft to spare
My sweetheart’s no beggar
Got color in her hair

And if you give her a dime
Slide your change in her slot
She’ll recite you a song
And a show that don’t stop

There was once a time
When her grace and her charm
Made toast out of towns
And gave life to the farms

But my darlin’s no child
Say the notches in her bedpost
Don’t look in her eyes
Lest you turn to stone

Chorus:

What a beautiful song she sang
With that slow southern drawl
You can almost hear
The mournful wail
Of slow, sad steel
Casting lines against
A desert sunset
Stirring memories
Of a time before the ravages

And the town she was born in
Grew up and grew strong
Made a name in the papers
As the mecca of tonks

And the opera they sang of
As grand as it was old
Birthed the Icarus of twang
Mountain wax, home-spun gold

Her passion was plain
To those blessed with eyes
And to those craving drink
A pure shot of life

And still to this day
some radiance remains
Though jaded and faded
Sold, bought and traded

And so was treated
The soulful siren of the southern west
That singing swan more lost than blessed

Chorus

Then change collected
Like a thief in the night
She got scared or aware
Or just lost in the heart

She gave up her passion
Her unquenchable curse
For the illusion of pleasure
The dark pit of a purse

So now the good ol’ days
Are gone forever
Cold dust in the wind
A dead wheel that just spins
as the sun sets
And her skin cracks
As she fills holes full of time
For dollars and dimes
She remembers the old days
And mourns momentarily
For her forgotten muse
All but lost to posterity
“Too late now!” she scoffs
As she cashes her check
I’ve bedded the banker
And there’s no looking back

Chorus

2013 – Acoustic Instrumental

Noobie user mfowler52
posted 11 comments!

Did this on January 1, 2013, hence the title “2013.” Started with one layer, then just kind of added layers seeing what sounded decent.

Underground

Advanced contributor spadanny
posted 57 comments!

Blew out the candels turned out the lights
For forty days and forty nights
Thats how long its been since she took the light away

And Im going down
where crying doesnt make a sound
Down in the underground
the underground
Underground

Out there the world goes by my door
And I don’t raise my head up anymore
I want nothing ever again to do with that sweet misery

Im going down
where crying doesnt make a sound
Down in the underground
the underground
the underground

I’ve seen a darkness you people will never know
I’ve been down to the bottom of a bottomless hole
Cause I miss her.
Yeah I miss her
oh I miss her

And I’m going down
I won’t be coming round anymore
I’m going down
I’ll see you on the other side

Self Un-control

Not Ranked Yet taydawn_xo
posted 0 comments!

Actually wrote this in about 15-20 minutes this morning..  check it out.

<Verse 1>

I watch my own reflection,

confused by what it is I see.

Everything I never wanted,

is now becoming me.

<Verse 2>

How I’d let this happen,

its one big mystery to me.

One too many demons,

hand my pride away for free.

<Chorus>

How can I go home,

when I’m lost with no control?

As soon as it feels right,

it always ends up being wrong.

This fear creeps in my mind,

is there an end to this long road?

Gotta find a new direction,

can’t seem to find my self control.

<Verse 3>

How can you break a chain,

of events that you don’t see?

One good time is all it takes,

to lose all integrity.

<Repeat Chorus>

<Hook>

Empty eyes,

careful lies,

all these things I should deny.

How can wrong feel so right?

Stays in my mind ’til in my sight,

(In my mind ’til in my sight.)

-Taylor

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I’m still “iffy” about the song title, so any suggestions are welcome.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Only In My Dreams

Noobie user lj
posted 19 comments!

Waiting on the Telephone to Ring

Noobie user stova007
posted 23 comments!

https://soundcloud.com/user757058102/telephone-master-3

I just started working on a solo project. Im recording all of the instruments/vocals on my own. It’s definitely taking some time to learn, but I think i’m slowly getting the hang of it. This is the first song that I’ve finished. Let me know what you think.

Lyrics:

and those city lights
they sure are bright from here
at the hotel bar
with the skyline so clear

and ill stop
and have another drink
Im just waiting on the telephone to ring

now the curtains have closed
Ive played my last song
But sometime i feel
I feel like i just dont belong

and ill stop
theres nothing left to sing
Im just waiting on the telephone to ring

and hear you say “your love isnt good enough anymore”

So im gonna sing it out
and i will just work it out
and maybe I will play it out
I wanna see how it all plays out

and ill stop
and have another drink
im just waiting on the telephone to ring

Improvisation

Noobie user mfowler52
posted 11 comments!

Esoteric and Metaphysical Art

Not Ranked Yet slidingrobo
posted 0 comments!

A Hard Rain’s A-Gonna Fall (Dylan cover)

Advanced contributor rembow
posted 34 comments!

This is incomplete. As a matter of fact, I didn’t even mean to post it yet, just messing around with the site’s options but since it’s up, here it is.

The lyrics are 99% the same as the original (except only the first two verses), the thing to listen for here is the arrangement, mood. I’m seeking something more musical to convey the impending doom sentiment of Dylan’s lyrics.

“She Said” song demo

Advanced contributor rembow
posted 34 comments!

I hope I did this right–first post. Just a song I wrote, hoping to get some feedback from other artistically-minded folks. Everything is subject to change so be as honest as you like, it’s just a pop song and an early version at that. =)

However if I can illicit any specific critique, I would like to know if the message of the lyrics comes across clearly or not.

she said
you’re not lazy
you’re a painter
like me
and she said
you’re not crazy
you’ve just no appetite
for their paradise
you want love
you want life
and you want it so badly
and it’s driving you mad
she said

in between
screens of static
oases of electricity
they say
you can be famous
we’ll give you everything
for one affordable down payment
your soul
your youth
just give us your labor
we’ll be your good neighbor
they say

one day
you’ll wake up and realize
that there is
no path beyond, she laughed
you grind your axe to the last
and that’s it
until then
you love and you learn
you give and you yearn
she said

you work and you buy
and you save and it’s just a game
you work and you buy
and you save and you are their slave
you live and you die
and there’s nothing left to say
you work and you buy
and you save and still you age..

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