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
t
couldn’t type
discipline
no why
falling back into a dream
a continuity
everything you believed in
everything you held true
brought back down
by
any external force
nah.
so here we go round and round and
i think we might
have known each other before
and also these other cycles are all just coinciding
is it my fault?
you are welcome
here
oh and always
and tonight
too
beautiful light
five alive
an imperfect return
to normalcy
we are going to
fix you
take the next one
i love
and thus
i renounce
hate
where for
dost though
cometh
from?
and this one was made from a good old good friend’s toy organ
never gonna
giver you upper
so shall we
go dancing in the streets
or shall we
go
just get up and do it
we better fucking
get through it
so deep
the dive
into the alive
that i forgot
it’s not
what i wrote
to you
what i spoke either
quiet places
so left out
in the course of
any normal day
