This is what happens when you take me and lock me away from my guitars. I get crazy ideas to use nothing but the sounds generated by my macbook to make “music”. I’d call it instrumental, but there are no instruments.

It ended up in a place that could be described as industrial…. or maybe as just completely batfuck crazy chaos. Which is just how I like it.

 

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Yeah…. another song where the title says it all really.

Not exactly a deep song, the meaning and message being kinda obvious…. but what else do you expect me to be writing songs about? Out of all the important things in life, the universe and everything…. this is what I’m… enjoying…. and so is she

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
My new consuming addiction
Questing for that one kind of friction
Previously was a prediction
That such a thing was science fiction
Things have twisted massively this year
So now it does truthfully appear
I will finally cross that frontier
And rub into the fur of great cheer

Chorus:
The fuzzy grind
Taking my mind
The fuzzy grind
Find it
Grind it
Lick it
Flick it
Shake it
Quake it
Make it
Sing….

Verse 2:
So now I spend every weekend
Using my guitar skills to transcend
And do things expected to offend
In a box to which I must descend
A tropical rainforest like abyss
A furry warm wet source of much bliss
Rub or grind or even give a kiss
A magic comes from the clitoris

 

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The title says it all really…. except for the fact that I’m somehow drifting in a vaguely industrial direction.

Which is kinda unexpected.

All feedback to the usual places (not that you ever give any) and feel free to tell all your friends (or enemies) about my music.

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
A craft of love
Inside my mind
A plan to bring
Worldwide unkind

Prechorus:
Burning thru my reservations
End the age of man
No time for revelations
Escape if you can

Chorus:
No hope
Everyone Dies
No fate
(Everyone dies)

Verse 2:
Prepare the beast
For its last meal
It will destroy
A blitz surreal

Bridge:
Siren sounds across the waters
Death surrounds your sons and daughters
Choose the hill to make your stand in
Blood will spill its Armageddon
It will crush and run you over
Life to flush on fields of clover
Cannot stop rampaging demon
Bodies dropping by the legion

Enter despair
No help from prayer
Elder beware
Out of its lair
Hark! The herald is dead….

 

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And now for something completely different….

A generic punk song. 3 chords, less than 2 minutes…. when I grow up I wanna be like NoFX.

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
I hate the government
One nation under death
We are no longer free
Sold for a corporate fee

Chorus:
Generic Punk Song
Generic Punk Song

Verse 2:
I fight against the power
At least in my lunch hour
I am a radical
Spend all day at the mall

 

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