bookmark_borderBuy Some Time

Can I buy some time,
’cause I’m diggin’ this scene,
And, just reaching my prime,
So, can I buy some time?
What do you mean,
Mine is all spent?
I dunno where it went.

What can be found in McMurdo Sound?

I thought we’d go on forever,
Then, again…
Am I that different than a penguin?
Do they find it strange…
This climate change?
Wonder if they’ve read “State Of Fear”
And, understand the truth ain’t near?

Can I buy some time,
Don’t wanna resign,
To flailing n’ floundering,
What do you mean,
… none left to call mine?
Well…
don’t be so mean,
Can’t I have a little spell?

How are ya, Hawaii?

An ocean swell,
Like a belch from hell,
Causes a rippling effect,
Mother Nature begs respect,
But, what the heck,
Giant waves crashed,
Smashed,
Dashed upon the land,
Makes ya understand,
It’s what it’s about —
“that sort of cancels everything out”

If it sounds like I’m begging… I am.
Advisories warning,
Of a dangerous condition,
Start blurring,
Our grasp of the situation,
So, until I can get a handle,
Please treat me gentle…
And, let me buy some time?
How could it all be spent,
I dunno where it went,
So, please… a little time would be fine.
Oooooh… just a little bit more time?!?!
If it sounds like I’m begging… I am.

NOTES
Iceberg causing penguins to starve
12/14/2004 4:24 PM
By: Associated Press
WELLINGTON, New Zealand — A giant iceberg blocking McMurdo Sound in Antarctica is fascinating scientists, but it’s also threatening tens of thousands of baby penguins.

The iceberg is about 1,200 square miles and one researcher called it “the largest floating thing on the planet right now.”

Scientists said the penguin chicks could starve in coming weeks because the ice build-up in the sound has cut off their parents’ access to waters where they catch their fish.

The penguins are important to scientists who’ve been studying the birds for 25 years to look for signs of environmental change, like global warming.

The iceberg is also blocking the route for supply ships that are due to bring food and fuel to the researchers.

December 16, 2004
Surfers daring huge waves:
Giant swell sparks Hawaiian contest, expected to hit here Sentinel staff and wire reports
HALEIWA, Hawaii – Giant waves crashed along the North Shore of Oahu Wednesday, leaving sand and debris on roadways and prompting officials to close beaches as waves reached 40 feet and higher.

Huge waves are expected in Santa Cruz the next several days, the result of a powerful series of storm systems located over the Pacific Northwest.

Advisories warning of dangerous conditions on Central Coast beaches and rock areas have been issued by State Parks officials.

Amid the debris in Oahu, world-class surfers – including two from Santa Cruz – gathered for a rare big-wave surfing competition that occurs only when such enormous waves sweep the island’s coast.

Kelly Slater, a former world champion and one of the 24 elite surfers invited to surf the Quiksilver In Memory of Eddie Aikau Big Wave Invitational, described the waves at Waimea Bay as “giant.”

“I don’t think I’ve seen it like this,” Slater said.

The competition is held only when the waves reach giant proportions – only six times in the last 19 years.

Two Santa Cruz big-wave surfers, Peter Mel and Darryl “Flea” Virostko, were invited to the contest featuring 24 contestants. The late Jay Moriarity, who died in a diving accident in 2001, was an honorary invitee.

Neither Mel nor Virostko was available by phone. Mel’s wife, Tara, said her husband had come in first in his initial heat Wednesday morning. Mel was in second place overall at the end of round one, following Bruce Irons of Kauai.

“Pete said it’s perfect, no wind,” said Mel, speaking from Santa Cruz.

The water began coming ashore before dawn, crossing roads and leaving sand and debris in its wake, prompting officials to close a portion of Kamehameha Highway in the North Shore town of Haleiwa until 11 a.m.

“Big surf is supposed to be big business,” said Rebekah Horner, manager of the Haleiwa Chevron. “I thought I’d be super busy this morning but with the road closed that sort of cancels everything out.

“Tourists, surfers, a lot of people from all over come to see the surf when it’s this big.”

The seaside Surf N Sea surf and dive shop suffered minor flooding, but opened at its normal time of 9 a.m.

“There’s a lot of sand on the road,” sales clerk Jake Gomez said as he helped clean the water off the floor. “Business is going to be kind of slow today until they open the road.”

The National Weather Service warned of high surf on north-facing shores of all islands except Lanai until Wednesday night. But the exact height of the waves coming on shore was difficult to gauge.

“When it’s this big, its hard to tell for sure exactly how big the waves are because they tend to break out offshore on outer reefs,” said Tom Birchard, a meteorologist with the federal agency.

In Santa Cruz, high surf and dangerous conditions are expected along the coast. The most significant of the high surf periods should peak Friday before gradually tapering off over the weekend, said Alex Peabody of the State Parks Department.

He urged people to avoid swimming, wading and other water activities due to the high surf.

“This will be a very large swell, with long wave periods,” said Peabody. “Park visitors may be fooled into thinking that the waterline is safer than it is due to long lulls between sets of waves.”

Back in Hawaii, a buoy 200 miles northwest of Kauai recorded an open ocean swell of 26 feet Wednesday, he said. By the time that swell gets closer to the islands, waves can top 35 to 50 feet, he said.

In the past, such high surf has damaged beachfront homes and left beachside roads and highways littered with debris.

Capt. George Ku of the Sunset Beach fire station said his crew had not been called out on a single surf-related emergency as of 8 a.m., two hours after the peak.

“I guess everyone was prepared and took the high-surf warnings seriously, thank goodness,” Ku said.

Oahu Civil Defense advised residents to avoid the beaches and stay out of the water, but crowds began gathering before dawn at Waimea Bay Beach Park for big wave surf contest.

The surf competition is named for Eddie Aikau, a big-wave surfing legend who died in 1978 when an ocean-going canoe he was on capsized. Aikau attempted to swim for help and was never seen again.

Michael Crichton Takes on Global Warming in Latest Work
Author Says Environmentalists Are ‘Fomenting False Fears’
By JOHN STOSSEL
Dec. 10, 2004
So often what you think you know may not be so. And it’s a reason I love the book just out from America’s top-selling thriller writer, Michael Crichton. He’s the man who created the popular TV medical drama “ER,” wrote “Jurassic Park,” which ranks among the top 10 grossing films of all time, and much more.

Crichton’s books and movies have grossed more than $4 billion. Now, he’s tackling global warming in his latest techno-thriller, “State of Fear.”

Crichton is an extraordinarily bright man. He paid his way through Harvard Medical School writing his thrillers. He told “20/20” he based “E.R.” on what he witnessed as a med student at Harvard. “It was just experiences that I had had in the emergency room,” Crichton said.

He says Anthony Edwards’ and Noah Wiley’s characters on “E.R.” are based on him, describing them as “a little fumbling, not sure of themselves — nice people.”

When he wrote “The Andromeda Strain,” the story of an organism from outer space that threatens to wipe out mankind, Hollywood came calling, and his medical career was over.

Ideas Ahead of Their Time

Thirty-five years later he is still meticulously melding fiction with cutting-edge science, which continues to open him up to criticism.

He was called anti-science when he wrote about the perils of manipulating DNA for cloning in “Jurassic Park.” After writing “Disclosure,” the story of a man who is sexually harassed by his female boss, he was labeled a sexist. But he was also prescient. At the time of “Jurassic Park,” few people talked about cloning. Now it’s often in the headlines. And sexual harassment of both women and men has been featured in newsmagazines.

Will he be similarly ahead of his time with his new book? “State of Fear” expresses skepticism of the claim that global warming is real and imminent.

The controversy the book is bound to stir up almost kept Crichton from writing the book. “I’m 62 years old. I’ve had a good life. I’m happy and I’m enjoying myself,” he said. “I don’t need any of the flak that would come from doing a book like this.”

bookmark_borderSure Sore

Chorus
I’m not quite sure,
Why I’m so sore,
So, to myself I say,
“Hey! Didn’t think you could take any more?”
To which, I reply,
“Ahhh… so what,
I’ll endure.”

Though my heart does ache,
In fact, we make it break,
When we’re so careless,
With all at steak,
My stomach does turn,
The more I learn,
About what we’ve done,
But, that’s just half the mess,
’cause we continue,
We do.

Chorus

Though my head is numb,
Knowing we’re dumb,
We’re dumb?
We’re done…
Getting second a chance,
We’ve missed,
The last dance,
And, it’ll make ya sick,
If’n ya think on it,
Once it’s clicked,
It’ll make you irritated,
It’ll fester and boil…
Until it’s over?

Please… let us discover,
A cure.

Chorus

bookmark_borderSo Precious

At the precipice,
If you’re asked to list,
What is precious,
Will it exist?

Buffalo stampede over the cliff,
Will you be able to resist,
The urge to head with the herd,
Will you concede your principles,
At the precipice,
What if?

Do you know…
At your precipice,
What’s sooo precious?
Will it proceed you,
Or disappear, too?
What will you leave behind?
Will you take it all with you?
The earth, the fire, the wind…
Do you care if they all go?

Are you sooo precious?
More than all of us?
Are you sooo precious,
That you’re willing to perish,
Being selfish?

Sooooooo precious?

bookmark_borderShut Up Shutting Up

You talk too much,
But, you sure look good:
“Better off thought a fool,
Than to open your mouth,
And, remove all doubt.”

Blabbin’ “this, that and some such,”
Are ya out of brain food,
Are ya an empty soul,
Did all your senses fly south,
Has your rational run out?

You talk too much,
But, you sure look good,
Good enough to touch,
And, yes! I would,
If ya’d just hush.

Yes, hush little baby,
Don’t bother to cry,
You’ve done run daddy… done run daddy dry,
Oooooo… I ain’t talkin’ maybe!
Ya see… here’s the thing,
You don’t need a diamond ring,
But, there’s plenty of people,
That’ve been going without,
It’s time for their mocking bird to sing,
Yeah, plenty’ve been deprived,
Now, maybe their ship arrived,
Maybe “now” is what they’re all about?

bookmark_borderNo (k)Not

Thought everything,
Was going fine,
’til I took an overview,
Of introspect.

What did I expect?
To escape what’s due?
So, I thought I’d sew,
A stitch in time,
And, fix that,
Which I call mine,
Pulling the needle through,
But… what?!!?!
The thread,
Has no knot,
Though I’ve racked my head,
Now I know,
There’s nothing,
I can do,
No. Not…
A single thing,
Within view.

Thought everything,
Was going fine,
’til I took an overview,
Of introspect.

With due respect,
You’re a cause, too,
Peering in my window,
It is you,
Casting a shadow,
So, if you don’t mind,
I hope you’ll be kind,
And, let the light shine through?

Then, give me a hand,
With a thing of two?
It appears all,
Has come undone,
So, just for fun,
I’ll try to settle,
Our balance due,
And, though it may seem sublime,
I’ll try to sew a stitch in time!

Thimble to needle,
Push, push, pull,
But, once past the sticking point,
The thread,
Just keeps passing,
Unhindered,
Continuing,
Because the filament,
Has no knot,
Surely, this was not meant…
Not meant to be,
The end of me.

Will the stars anoint,
Will my soul be led,
Can I conjure,
Our deus?
“Ohhhh… please help us!
And, ensure,
My head is fed,
With a settlement.”

No. Not to beg for help,
That was not my plan,
No. Not to squeal and yelp —
A pathetic (little) man,
No. Not to beg for mercy,
For what we’ve done,
No. Not to wince in fear,
Trembling from anxiety,
No. Not to shed a tear,
Over my self-pity,
No. Not no.
Uh Oh…
No.
Not no.

bookmark_borderYou Can Be

You can be,
After all,
You are.

You can be,
Total,
No more.

But, would yawanna,
Dwindle…
Lesser?

Who’d wanna,
Terminal,
Temper?

Don’t wannbe,
Dismal,
For sure.

Luckily, it’s easy,
For me to be,
Me.

I appreciate,
Being fortunate,
Won’t consolidate,
My love.

I reiterate,
It’s a great fate,
To procreate,
Our love.

You can be,
What you wannabe.

bookmark_borderEar 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 the fright
Can we get things right
In the darkest night
Can we bring on the light?

Are you out there?
Can you hear me?
Is this not your
Reality
Does this bother you
Bother you
Bother you
Terribly?

Is there anybody out there?
Can you hear me?
Set us free

In the darkest night
Does it bring on the fright
Can we ever get things right?

In the darkest night
Do you feel like the blight
Are you out there
Can you secure
Being part of the cure
Not so far offshore?

Maybe it’s not too late
Don’t wait!

ABOUT THIS SONG
The song was recorded in an impromptu session. It was suppose to be a multi-track recording, but the computer kept failing. Instead, it was captured as a 1 track stereo 48kHz MP3 on an M-audio digital recorder. The drums and keyboards were made on a Casio workstation. The lyrics were sung off the top-of-my-head. Its intending meaning is that a voice from heaven is talking to humankind about what man is doing to the planet and each other.

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Ear In-Funktion Instrumental

About This Songwriting Mess

bookmark_borderGa, 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 into Cubase LE as a 48kHz wave file. The .wav was converted to an MP3 using RazorLame.

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bookmark_borderKeyboard Music

by Mess

A collection of songs and sounds written extemporaneously on a keyboard. Almost all the songs were played on a Korg micro-keyboard. They tend to be non-traditional sounding sonic experiments. The 1/4 inch outputs were plugged directly into an M-audio digital recorder and captured as 48kHz MP3 files.

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About This Mess Of Music

bookmark_borderGuitar 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 glass bottle neck, were used as slides or for other techniques.

Songs vary from more traditional verse / chorus to unique sonic experiments.

Some of the songs were recorded using a classical nylon string guitar through an open microphone.

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bookmark_borderIs 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 of ours?

lyrics
From a mile high
In the sky
How big am I
Are we all
Rather small
In the big
Picture

A rapture
Of conjecture
To conglomerate
Our fate
Is it destiny
Or self-inflicted
Tragedy
A travesty
Of conflicted
Travelings
From the birth
To the death
Is there intelligent
Life on Earth
Or merely worthless
Time spent

bookmark_borderDis-mist

The lyrics were written while looking out the window of an airplane. I am not sure what I was looking at… but, my guess is we were flying through some ice crystals. The way the sun was hitting them caused them to act like little prisms… and, because of our elevation they were not falling to earth. Instead, they were dancing around. Rather than dismiss the mist, I thought about how the Earth looked like a giant brain with the dancing ice crystals looking like synapses making connections to neurons.

lyrics
Through the mist
I see the mist
Is what I see
And, curiously
I get the gist
Of ice crystals
Dancing
Like neurons
Synaptic
Appear spastic
At first glance
Then the dance
Comes into focus
Less ridicules
Not hocus pocus
A rhyme to the rhythm
A reason to the rhyme
Defeating time
Defeating space
Define the race

bookmark_borderSea Of Clouds

These lyrics were written looking out the window of a jet. Flying coast to coast across America gives you a different perspective. The clouds looked like snow covered mountains. Although, if you tried to land on them, you would sink through them like landing on water. When there was a break in the clouds, you could see a giant quilt of landwork. It made me realize — the layers of matter that make-up our planet are an amazing gift that I can tend to take for granted.

lyrics
A sea of clouds
Appears
As arctic mountains
Above the clouded see
Of mountains
Is there land
From sea to sea
When I can’t
See
Below the sea
Of clouds
That appears
As snow covered
Land
Though I can’t
Land
Upon this land —
The sea of clouds

The layers of particles
That give birth
To this particular
Place called Earth

Then the sea
Begins to part
And I can see
The quilted parts
The particular
Parcels
On which we’ll land
For what it’s worth
Coming down to Earth

bookmark_borderA Songwriting Mess

After having thought about the Mess, it seemed time to put out another album or two. The writing is happening in a bunch of different ways.

For a while, I had pretty much stopped recording and preferred to play before a live audience. Quite a few songs came from it that were never recorded. I’m recording various tracks for these songs. For instance, I will hook-up an electric guitar through a Digi-tech effects pedal and into an M-audio portable digital recorder.

Some songs in the works are coming from the moment. The other day I flew to San Diego. In flight, a bunch of lyrics came to me, so I wrote them down.

Stay tuned in for the pieces to start showing up here.

Then, I plan on collecting the parts and producing songs.