bookmark_borderAbby Somebody

LYRICS
Abby Somebody
Just a brain
Caught in the reign
To restrain
Is Abby somebody?
In the eye-of-the storm
Not of the norm
At all
Not normal?
Take a stab
Ab…
In total
Not normal
When they were passing out brains
I thought they said trains
There’s already toys in my attic
Not really sick
The joys
Rearrange strange
Paranormal strain
Just a brain
Abby Somebody
Is that body me, Abby?

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock / Progressive Electronic
Chords: Ebm Dm; 120 BPM
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards

From the album Turning Of The Tuning Knob

bookmark_borderMinced Meet

LYRICS
Are you going to mince our meet
Getting dicey with your words
How absurd
How to greet
Getting blurred
Our minced meet
Grind
Do you mind
Slice and dice
Realize pulverized
I find the grind
Pulverized realized
Real eyes
See me
Cut to the chase
Beyond two face
Rate… straight
From the horse’s mouth
Never… on the 12th…
Of never
Ever life’s wealth

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock / Progressive Folk
Chords: Em7 E Em7(11) Em9; 116 BPM
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards

From the album Turning Of The Tuning Knob

bookmark_borderPlaying For Change

LYRICS
Only halfhearted is sometimes
Can’t get started with his rhymes
Whines he’s fallen on hard times
What’s he going to do
If he can’t think of something “knew”
Rocking for good times
Nickles and dimes
For paying my dues
For playing the blues

Afraid to give it his all
Afraid he’s going to fall
Stammer and stutters to stall
What’s he going to do
If he can’t think of something “knew”
Rocking for good times
Nickles and dimes
For paying my dues
For playing the blues

Going full throttle at all time
Strumming rhythms, spitting rhymes
Signs we’re coming on good times
Knowing what to do
Thinking of something “knew”
Rocking for good times
Nickles and dimes
For paying my dues
For playing the blues

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock / Progressive Folk
Chords: E A / G D E / A C E E C A / B7 E
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar

From the album Turning Of The Tuning Knob

bookmark_borderEvery Body

LYRICS
Everybody,
Every body will lose their soul
Every sole
I took a stance
At first glance
I had to change my mind
The toll of immortal
Just wouldn’t be kind
My skin will wear thin
My heart might start
To skip a beat
Prone to bone…
Loss from head to feet
Looky there
Too late for my hair
Everybody,
Every body will lose their soul
Every sole

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock / Progressive Folk
Chords: G Em G7 Em7; 126 Hully Golly with Groove
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards

From the album Turning Of The Tuning Knob

bookmark_borderPlaying With Matches

LYRICS
I see you want to play with fire
Brought the matches to aspire
Spark into dark ignite
Add light for insight
Enlighten some
And sum
Then some sum

Brought the matches
2 of a kind
You brought to mind
Could be 3
I can see
4 maybe more
Batches of matches
Add the tip to friction
In a blip/flip ignition
Light then sum
Light and the some
Enlighten some
Elightensum

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock / Progressive Electronic
Chords: B B7 Em C; 204 BPM
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards

From the album Turning Of The Tuning Knob

bookmark_borderBlunder That Unstuck The Glue

LYRICS
Wonder what we’re going to do
Blunder that unstuck the glue
I wonder what we’re going to do…
Do You?

The puzzle pieces in the feces
Square peg in your hole/whole
Indecision takes its toll
Fell to the spell of the troll

The animals now run the zoo

Does anybody have a clue

From the coop the cuckoo flew

The rainbow has lost its hue

Now your know what you never knew

Hurry, hurry stand in cue

Knockout! Not coming to….

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock / Progressive Electronic
Chords: F#m F#m9 C# / C#7 B F#m F#m9
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards

From the album Turning Of The Tuning Knob

bookmark_borderGetting Real

LYRICS
Why in he world
Is everyone asking
What’s the matter with me?
I’m growing old
But still i”m basking
Nothing better to be
Found the real deal
Young as you feel
Getting real

And, why on earth
Is everyone asking
“Can I have what he’s having?”
Ever since birth
Always I’m basking
Getting high on living
Found the real deal
Young as you feel
Getting real

For crying out loud
Don’t brag “I’m proud”
Better to fumble being humble
And for Christ sake
Rather give than take
Let love rain/reign from above
Found the real deal
Young as you feel
Getting real

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock / Progressive Folk
Chords: A C F Dm; 128 BPM Rock
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards

From the album Turning Of The Tuning Knob

bookmark_borderTense Tense

LYRICS
Do you find it a little bizarre
Traveled too far from are
Is was the were
Past becomes a blur
Trying to make sense of the tense

Till will stands still
When turns to been
Is was the were
Past becomes a blur
Trying to make sense of the tense

Should of would could
Then can done did
Is was the were
Past becomes a blur
Trying to make sense of the tense

Glad to have had
The tune of soon
Is was the were
Past becomes a blur
Trying to make sense of the tense

Think that thank thunk
Can I think again
Is was the were
Past becomes a blur
Trying to make sense of the tense

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock / Progressive Folk
Chords: A E / G D E; 100 BPM
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards

From the album Turning Of The Tuning Knob

bookmark_borderWest Chester Infirmary

LYRICS
I went down to the West Chester Infirmary
Just to see…
Just to see what I could see
No, Doc, you know
I’m not ready to go
Just want to see…
Just want to see what’s wrong with me

I went down to the West Chester Infirmary
Just to see…
Just to see what I could see
Doc, am I alone
Fearing the moan
The woah and groan
Arghhhh I just want to go home

I went down to the West Chester Infirmary
Just to see…
Just to see what I could see
No, Doc, the pain
Suffering’s insane
Hope I’ll remain…
Hope I’ll remain to live again (a gain)

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock / Blues Folk
Chords: Cm Fm G7; 70 BPM Epic Ballad
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Keyboards

From the album Turning Of The Tuning Knob

bookmark_borderHot In The Moment (Synergy)

LYRICS
Hot in the moment
Heat up the minute
Ignition by friction
And then some
Parts adding up to more than the sum
Look out, Baby
Here we come
Look out, maybe
Overcome
Thrive on overdrive
Steer clear of mere
Add up to more than some
Add up to more than sum

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock / Progressive Folk
Chords: E C / A F / B7 A E; 180 BPM Jazz
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards

From the album Turning Of The Tuning Knob

bookmark_borderTreasure

LYRICS
I started my day
In the usual way
Lord, don’t let me stray
Got to bring home the pay
When much to my surprise
Right before my eyes
Was gold, frankincense and more myrrh
For sure, treasure
Meant for a king
Oh how i loved what the day did bring
Now, you can listen to my heart sing

I sing praise mother nature
For this treasure
Now, I’ve to the power
So I can endure
Concede you give me more
Than I ever need
Now, I plead
For the hearts that bleed
For sure, treasure
Meant for a king
Oh how i loved what the day did bring
Now, you can listen to my heart sing

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock / Progressive Folk
Chords: F# B F# / C#7 B F#
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar, Whistling, Keyboards

From the album Turning Of The Tuning Knob

bookmark_borderAte Hate?

LYRICS
What exactly do you mean
That you ate hate
And threw away the lean?
It’s always been the fact
On his throne, the pig’s fat
The fascists’ zone
Disregard the marred

The devil is in the details?
If you’re talking entrails
Snakes and snails and puppy dog tails
It’s always been the fact
On his throne, the pig’s fat
The fascists’ zone
Disregard the marred
He’ll make you squeam and squirm
Slurping on a worm
Cold hearted death departed

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Hard Rock
Chords: Em A / A D Em; 148 BPM Country Rock
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards

From the album Turning Of The Tuning Knob

bookmark_borderForget About #1

LYRICS
My mama said
To get things done
Just forget about #1

Don’t look over your shoulder
Take the leap of being bolder

Once You’re out in the lead
Don’t look back and concede

Once you get all into hubris
That’s when you find nemesis

Follow your passion. Follow your dream
To the top you’ll rise like cream

In the morning, jump out of bed
Follow those dreams while they’re still in your head

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

From the album Turning Of The Tuning Knob

bookmark_borderTurned Green

LYRICS
You knew it coudln’t last
Living in the past
The light’s turned green
Moving on our scene
Did you miss the starting gun
Are you even trying to run
There’s no shame
In winning the game

You knew it wouldn’t last
Living in the past
The floodgates are open
Flowing past “still copin'”
Did you miss the starting gun
Are you even trying to run
There’s no shame
In winning the game
Even coming in 2nd place
Makes it worth running the race

ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock / Progressive Electronic
Chords: D#m D F#; 139 BPM Rock Shuffle
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards

From the album Turning Of The Tuning Knob

bookmark_borderUnhinged Binge

LYRICS
What am I going to do
When there’s nothing left for you
Nothing left to chew
Left within our view
Will we come unglued?
Unhinged cannibal binge

What am I going to do
When there’s nothing left for you
Nothing in our stew
Not and ounce of brew
Will we come unglued?
Unhinged lunatic fringe

What am I going to do
When there’s nothing left for you
No substitute nor “in lieu”
Nothing does ring true
Unhinged morbid cringe
Unhinged cannibal binge

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

From the album Turning Of The Tuning Knob