a calm aways away
you don’t hear me
no-one can
no can
do man
labyrinthine disaffection
it’s my favorite to bear
the summer star shy
underneath winter’s night
but not really
but maybe
but please never
but maybe
but no I didn’t mean it
but maybe
FTW FTW
the light
the dark
the in between
no in between
time time time time
how can we hope? let’s?
what lesson to learn
a timeline a wandering
amidst ourselves in the empty
pastures tended in a sage patience
unaware of every little bloom
the forgotten weeds make
while you were sleeping
all life all life lived
all deer drank
all lightning struck
I I I
me me me
desire
abandon
abandon
a band on
I don’t know if I will ever write the stage and say
hey I forgot to shine
could you let me try here?
mostly I don’t want to think about I anymore
I’ll see through you if you see through me and we’ll be free
that’s about it
46 and it
yeah dang
I wander into your door and it happens over and over again
always invited, always wishing it could be real
an atmosphere in between untouch
cut and wittle and guess which one is the
answer oh my
make yourself at home in the cabin you built eh
live, echo, distortion, delay, lo-fi, southwest, south, cello, instrumental, build up, tension, expectation, change, transition, woods, battle,
maximalize your life
around the roses
posies.
can’t be wrong, the look you sent my song
there ok
look left yaya
old left ways
let’s go back and do it again
a wonderful time of the most for
dot dot dot
oooooooh let’s put words on
dance aroundy around
clamber aboutsy
no roooooooom
at various points or just one do we meet did we meet?
if sine waves many maybe
not parallel lives these
and the higher frequencies of us
and the lower frequencies of us
cross an invisible line
hopefully more
hopefully more
hopefully more
don’t try to be
oh lawd
please drown me in
nothing space
backwards time
a wondrous face
a wonder a blunder
my usual my usual
oh ok why not just siiiing
or forget forgot how to sing
oh you don’t
really know me at all
oh you don’t really know
what you’re missing
a kissing
a blissing
a missed opportunity behold
oh you know you don’t know
pull it down off the shelf
give it the love it deserves
each note
thrum
each note
thrum
let it remember
you played it
a cost, to care,
to be willing to be fair
to be in the midst of the wherever
whenever
mist must make lust disappear
a cross in weird wary eyes
a lost bear hypnotized
I’m so far from anything that even matters
on and into and over fallen logs
to find a friend
any time really
run the day backwards ok? and let’s get to THAT moment whenever years past
in the antique store
post christmas
a bell and a bamboo
fm cam 1989
carved into the side
maybe we can just
wow when this cloud gets lit up it’s so nice to sit on
copilot on here
planet
rocks and wind
between here and radio nowhere
from beginning to end
friend
go ahead
whatever
we can run around and pretend we’re clever
you and me oh
number three oh
making me know
what I need to know
we can go ahead
whatever
we can run around and pretend we’d never
you and me oh
and number three oh
make deep lows
make neat
abstract, toy piano, weird, beats, polyrhythm, south, ritual, offbeat, odd, journey, exploration
I wonder if this will be the last revery of this year. it seems likely. Hasn’t been an easy year, hasn’t been easy to keep up, to get in a rhythm. This one I’m doing in the morning, very strange. But it has been amazing to make and share and I am not tired at all of creating these.
ok I’ll take you up on
a moment or two of thought
and we can get together in there
and whatnot
rock a bye
into oblivion
or into
permission to
live again
hey hey so
wherever you go
there I go (if you like)
know
that.
in loving ways in wandering ways
I lost you then I’ll never lose
again
it’s just time to like
get going with it all and you know
make it happen whether anyone is happening
whether anything is
whether whenever ends
just you know, me you and this
birth of a nation
did it ever even begin
was it the end all through
did I try, was I true?
it doesn’t matter without you
so let’s just skip five? ok. whatever. who cares.
I’ll swim and sing with you
if you want me
not if you want me too
if you want me
on that night ship
the late night swells
navigating through
hellos and farewells
hey everyone
be careful
out there
schooled by
it the
quest
of quests
playing piano and pretending I can play piano is one of my favorite things and maybe is the earliest that music became “my thing”… I remember having what I thought were (and were most definitely not) good sessions on my Grandpa’s yellow piano when I was pretty young… maybe six.
this is not that piano, but the feeling I got from recording these was similar.
back to no home home
back to unknown
wander and wander
once there
running the dune
just a break between here and there
maybe the big break
that one moment
or any other
