bookmark_borderSwing And A Miss

LYRICS
Bringin’ vinegar
And some piss
Better think quick
(I’m) ready to pitch
Get a load of this
Swing and a miss
Oh yeah
Just another day in the office
Tellin’ ya
Got to make the sacrifice
Swing and a miss
Make it twice
Now, that’s nice
Swing and a miss
Make it thrice
Now, that’s nice
Have no fear
They’re out of here
In the clear
Make your claim the “ballgame”

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Folk Rock
Chords: F# G# G F# F#m7 F#m / B F# C#7
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar

From the album Blown Away

bookmark_borderWon For The Money

LYRICS
Won for the money
Too for the show
3 to get ready
For to know
Better run for your honey
Fast yet steady
Not trying to be funny
No fad. Not trendy.
Better run for your life
Fast yet steady
Better run from your strife
Not mad… more friendly

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Folk Rock
Chords: E7 E / A G A G A E/E7
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards

From the album Blown Away

bookmark_borderEpitome Of Reality

LYRICS
Can you hear me?
The blind can see?
When we reach the destiny
Epitome of reality
Eventuality
Of what “Me” will be
Shall be
Eventually
Surely
The blind can see?

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Rock
Chords: C C9 Csus4 G7sus4 / C CM7 C7 Am7; 92 BPM
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards

From the album Blown Away

bookmark_borderInteresting

LYRICS
Amazingly interesting
Doing the same old thing
Abstaining from ubiquity
In favor of obscurity
The fruit is ripe
Upon the vine
If you’re going to pick it
Now’s the time
Lived up to the hype
Turned on the love spigot
Spilling the wine
To a nursery rhyme

Unbrazenly interjecting
Inherent… I’m speculating
Heavenly subsistence
A lovingly influence

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Rock
Chords: E7sus4/Bm7 Em / C Em A7 / E7sus4 A7
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards

From the album Blown Away

bookmark_borderThe Title Bout

LYRICS
I don’t know (No, no, no!)
Here we go? (Know, know, know!)
Fasten my safety belt
Less impact felt
Hold on with white knuckle
Double check the buckle
Prepare to bring about
The inside out
The title bout

I don’t know (No, no, no!)
Here we go? (Know, know, know!)
Strappin’ my helmet on
It won’t be long
Witnessin’ a new dawn
Captured in song
Prepare to bring about
The inside out
The title bout

I don’t know (No, no, no!)
Here we go? (Know, know, know!)
Going for one more ride
To the top of the slide
will the will to let go
Learn what I know
Prepare to bring about
The inside out
The title bout

I don’t know (No, no, no!)
Here we go? (Know, know, know!)
Fasten your safety belt
Less impact felt
Hold on with white knuckle
Double check the buckle
Prepare to bring about
The inside out [vomiting noises]
The title bout

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Rock
Chords: E F F# / B F# C#7; 170 BPM Country Pop
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards

From the album Blown Away

bookmark_borderTimber!

LYRICS
If I’m determined to chop, chop, chop
I’d better learn to start at the top
Going to put in some think, thank, thunk
Before axing the trunk
Pulling the trigger on “timber!”

It’s a long way to the top if you want to rock n’ roll
Getting there will surely take its toll
Got to be prepared to spend some time
Learning how to climb
Be a climber before “timber!”

I’m going to take it apart limb from limb
Cut it down to size… yes, I am
I’m going to take it apart branch by branch
Only get one chance
The hair trigger of “timber!”

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Rock
Chords: A G A E A G / D E A
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar

From the album Blown Away

bookmark_borderSeize A Memory

LYRICS
Standing right here, I see
Where else could I be
Exactly where I am
Now, to begin…
Stand up! Shout out!
Don’t you think it’s time we all move about?
Stand up! Shout out!
Don’t you think it’s time we all dance about?
It can’t get past me
We’re all alone
I won’t outlast me
Mortally prone
Eventually we cease to be
Perpetually remember me
(seize a memory of me)
It can’t get past me
We’re not alone
You may outlast me
… on your own
Eventually we cease to be
Perpetually remember me
(seize a memory of me)

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Rock
Chords: EM7 Esus4 / C G E; 90 to 96 to 106 BPM
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards

From the album Blown Away

bookmark_borderEat The Beat

LYRICS
I don’t know about all of this, that and the others
But, boy, I can tell you… If I had my druthers
All these muthers
Would have another thing coming
More strumming
Eat the beat

It seems that everyone you meet
Says “you are what you eat”
All of these “others”
Having a dream that smothers
More strumming coming
Eat the beat

Now, if you want a real treat
Close your eyes, open your mouth… and tweet
(Whistling)
Open (up) your heart
This’ll be the start…
Whistle!
More strumming and drumming
Eat the beat

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Rock
Chords: F# D#m / B C# C#7 / F# F#sus4; 158 BPM
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards, Whistling

From the album Blown Away

bookmark_borderPetrified Tongue

Hyper-terrestrial
Kinesthesis

Hyper-terrestrial is a land based interactive experiment.
Questions? Is music a universal
language? Can sonic experience transcend space and time?
Thus, the name of the band — Hyper-terrestrial

bookmark_borderI Can’t See

LYRICS
The irony of destiny
Can’t let it get the best of me
Blatantly the destiny (one sees)
Is in the “I” of the beholder
One thing’s for certain
We’re all growing…
Older
Going
If the wheels
Come off the tracks
There’s no give-backs
Seals (your) destiny
Maybe I’m blind
’cause I can’t see
Destiny

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Rock
Chords: Em; 186 BPM
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards

From the album Blown Away

bookmark_borderThe Things We Get Into

LYRICS
Ohhh… the things we get into
Something old
Something (k)new
Something blue, too
The rush of flush
Thrill of the chill
Know the unknown

Went against the current
Said no to “with the flow”
Know I can make a pig fly
If you say I can’t, still I will
In the course of the force
Goal: square peg in round (w)hole

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Rock
Chords: Am D7 Am7(11) Asus4 / Em D Am / Em Am; 152 BPM
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards

From the album Blown Away

bookmark_borderThe Texture Of Rain

LYRICS
Hear the texture of rain
See the colors of sound
Double the sense of sane
It’s all around
Even the smallest drop (drip)
Spreads a ripple
Suckling Mother Nature’s nipple
Born to live
Take and give
Arrive at alive!

The texture of rain
As it hits the ground
Through a light refrain
A rainbow of sound

Pour! The texture of rain
Elixir of pain
The soothing sound
A sight to be found

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental
Chords: Gb Gb6 Gb7 / Ab Emb7; 50 to 108 BPM
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards

From the album Among The Living Dead

bookmark_borderInner Workings

LYRICS
Inside the outer workings
Stands the land of I
The success of (my) civilization
Depends how hard I try
Along the path, forkings
Will I be left or do right
The success of my creation
Depends on my insight

Shed some light
Just enough reign
For growth’s gain
Earth revolving
Evolving
(Growing knowing)

Inside the outer workings
Stands the land of ours
The success of (our) civilization
Depends upon our devours
Inside the outer workings
Understand fight or flight
The success of our creation
Depends on our insight
(chorus)
Success… yes!

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental
Chords: Em G A Em / G Em; 126 BPM
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards

From the album Among The Living Dead

bookmark_border(2+2)*2

LYRICS
2 and 2 and 2 and 2 is eight
Is it too, too, too, too late
(2+2) x2 is 8
Is it too, too, too, too late
Not too late to appreciate
Another day above ground
On our world spinning ’round
Feel the sound

I’m counting out time at a rapid rate
Quicksand trap of the hourglass’ bait
(chorus)

Avoiding the low road
Interstate of hate
Taking the high road
Inner state’s pearly gate
(chorus)

Numbered are the days
Till our final date
Expiration is sealed
In our fate
(chorus)

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock / Progressive Folk
Chords: Dm F / Am G F E Dm; 124 BPM
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards

From the album Among The Living Dead

bookmark_borderLet’s Dance

LYRICS
That’s what I’m talking about!
Shout:
“O.K. Jose”
Hit the road, toad
Get jumping
Hop to it
I will install
(and good ole
Rock n’ roll)
The lance of “let’s dance”
With a glance, lance let’s dance
It’s a draw
The art of the art
A real deal
Picture this
Sound synthesis
Opening up you mind’s “I”
At stake — awake
In the dawning of the rise
Mind’s eyes
Taking the stance: music + dance

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Dance / Electronica
Chords: F#m F# C#7; 122 BPM Samba
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards

From the album Among The Living Dead