The Blind Eye I
It’s getting hard to believe,
That we won’t relieve,
I mean… I’m in disbelief,
That we won’t offer relief.
We can’t claim we’re unaware,
Undoubtedly unfair,
It’s evident,
We don’t care,
Though permanent,
It’s dismissed,
Now, we’ve misssssssed,
The boat,
Our ship came in,
But, left again.
Our chance?
Remote.
A severe circumstance,
Makes my journey,
Difficult,
A fear juggernaut,
That’s our own fault,
Gotta change our stance.
Why can’t I see?
Have I…
Grown blind,
Am I that kind?
An [...]
Don’t Fade Away
Will it take decades to fade,
Is there enough time in a century,
To rewrite all of history?
Will it even take a decade to fade?
Please forgive my curiosity,
Sometimes it gets the best of me.
The intuition of the Inuit,
Well… they seem to have it,
Global warming gasers,
Are worse than terrorists,
Slowly killing the masses,
Because self-fulfillment,
We can’t resist,
Bringing on pain through [...]
How About Myself?
You don’t stink much,
How ’bout me?
We don’t think much –
Unfortunately.
How about myself?
How ’bout me,
Is my offense stealth,
baby Or does it bury?
Do I flow sooooooo…
You’re up to your eyes?
Do I know so,
And, just compromise?
Compromise the principle,
And, claim “’cause I’m simple!”
You don’t stink much,
How ’bout me?
Your hole smells fine,
How ’bout mine?
We don’t think much –
Stupidity
Tirade (On Parade)
We thought we had it made,
’til Mercury,
Threw it into retrograde.
We thought, “Made in the shade,”
’til everybody,
Spazzed n’ went into — TIRADE!
Poking each other in the eye,
Could we move any further awry?
Promoting attacks,
Or, turning our backs,
What do I care… barely?
Poked In The Eye As long as it’s not me,
That has to die,
Until I’m left standing alone,
Maybe [...]
meddleURGEy
I thought I smelt something bad,
In Denmark,
Maybe some Limburger cheese I had,
Left its mark?
I study the urge to meddle,
And, in fact,
It’s a craving,
I’ve been having.
Metallurgy is solid,
Something I can get my arms around,
And, it’s been found,
The science is valid,
But, meddle-URGEy,
Is riddled with variables,
Like brain surgery,
We could be left vegetables.
The art of working meddles,
And, how the [...]
Ear In-Funktion
by Mess
lyrics
Are you out there?
And, can you hear me?
Or, is this not exactly
What you wanted to see?
Does this bother you
Bother you
Bother you
Terribly?
Are you out there?
And, can you hear me?
Is this not
Is this not
Your reality?
Does it bother you
Bother you
Bother you
Terribly?
Are you out there?
Are you listening?
Can you look
Deep within
Can we start again?
In the darkest night
It brings on [...]
Oh, Well
Lyrics
Though most of my recordings are extemporaneous, there is no one way that I write and record songs. This song is unusual in that it became part of many live performances, yet had never been recorded. So, I started recording a wide variety of renditions. Below is a link to a [...]
Ga, Ga, Ga, Go!
by
Originally, this song was recorded with the intention of adding vocal tracks; however, the instrumental grew on me. Then, when I went to record vocals, it wasn’t possible due to the intensity of the synthesizer.
The song was written “live” using the Guitar Hero World Tour Recording Studio connected through an Inspire 1394 Controller [...]
Guitar Music
by Mess
A collection of songs written extemporaneously (for the most part.) Quite a few of the songs were played using a Yamaha electric 6-string guitar through a Digi-tech effects pedal. The 1/4 inch outputs were plugged directly into an M-audio digital recorder and captured as 48kHz MP3 files. Sometimes items, such as a [...]
Is There Life On Ours?
While looking down on the human race from high up in a jet airliner, I started thinking about the meaning of life. What will I make of my time on Earth? I have free will. It is my choice whether to take advantage of this gift.
Is there intelligent life on this planet [...]