a cold burning flame.
i tried to stand up, but i fell down. i tried to give up, but i kept holding on. if you are my witness, then i am a cold burning flame. you say there’s a difference, but to me it all starts to sound the same. i tried to wise up, but i just started from the same damn place again. i tried to rise up, but i fell down. spring will come again.
scandalmonger | cafe racer | 01 16 10
10 PM : scandalmonger
http://www.myspace.com/seattlescandalmonger
11 PM : god’s favorite beefcake
http://www.myspace.com/godsfavoritebeefcake
12 AM : saint siren
sevenfold (prayer no. 3).
sevenfold [prayer no. 3] (mp3)
i don’t go nowhere, don’t think of my destination
i don’t think nothing about your slick reputation
it’s not what you do, who you are, it’s just a situation
sometimes it feels like there’s only pain and frustration
but that’s a sure thing, so proceed without hesitation
this is my answer, my prayer & my incantation
oh, holy holy! the thrill of new inspiration
but voices fall silent for fear of recrimination
don’t you know, the silence get’s louder as you go
then your eyes get wild, and your voice gets low
i know i can’t tell you anything you don’t already think you know
it comes past quick, i guess you really wouldn’t know
until you’ve felt it coming back sevenfold
sometimes it feels like there’s only pain and frustration
it’s not what you do, who you are is just a situation
and this is my answer, my prayer, my incantation
when you rattle the roots, the whole tree has to shake
some leaves have to fall, some branches have to brake
and your eyes get wild and your voice gets low
i know i can’t tell you anything you don’t already think you know
because it comes past quick, i guess you really wouldn’t know
until you’ve felt it coming back, sevenfold.
here’s your christmas song.
recorded in 2006 at jack straw productions as part of the soundtrack to a beautiful short film by alan blake called sometimes…and always in a dream.
featuring myself, aimee zoe tubbs, moe provencher & mike mcdermott.
two different things (two different versions).
just me, from this morning:
scandalmonger, from a couple days ago:
two different things [scandalmonger] (mp3)
evan flory-barnes : bass
lalo bello : percussion
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don’t want to see anybody,
don’t want to be alone.
don’t want to say that i love you,
don’t want to say that i don’t.
don’t want to stay any longer,
don’t want to go nowhere.
don’t want to preach to the choir,
don’t want to hear about how much you care.
the things that you say and the things that you do,
tell me two different things, which one is true?
don’t want to tell you about it,
and i know that i can’t keep it hid.
you’ll say that you never noticed,
and i’ll say that i know exactly what you did.
the things that you say and the things that you do,
line it all up just right, that’s how you’ll know you’re you.
don’t want to go by the numbers,
don’t want to take it on faith.
maybe i never noticed.
because the things that you say and the things that you do,
tell me two different things and i know they’re both true.
“spell it out for you just in case you can’t see straight.”
spekulation. i am lucky to know this man & to get to work with him.
live @ egan’s | november 2009
no microphone on the piano, and it gets a little clippy at the parts where i get loudest — but i am grateful none the less to the folks at egan’s for providing a recording.
prayer no. 1 [live @ egan's] (mp3)
original entry: prayer no. 1.
first recording, with scandalmonger: just so (scandalmonger).
this is not [live @ egan's] (mp3)
original entry: this is not.
go ahead (scandalmonger).
go ahead [scandalmonger] (mp3)
adam kessler: drums
evan flory-barnes: bass
lalo bello: percussion
michele khazak: keys & vocals
go ahead, throw another bold phrase — and you know what it means but you like the way the words fit together.
go ahead, make another bold claim that you know you don’t mean just because you like the way the light hits your eyes.
go ahead, make another bold move that you know you’ll regret just because you love the way it feels like flying.
and if anybody’s asking you, you haven’t heard a thing.
and if anybody’s asking, you’re fine.
(now there’s nobody asking).
of course, you’ve got nothing to say,
you’ve been too busy looking for your inspiration.
you saw through it, and still you felt the same.
there must be some kind of grace left in all this desperation,
you saw through it, and still you felt the same.
update, complete!
more new music soon.