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  • Luck & Love (Live)

    Luck & Love (Live)
    Dec 25 2024
    Performing my song ‘Luck & Love’ on the West Side of Manhattan.
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    4 min
  • These Psychic Fields

    These Psychic Fields
    Dec 10 2024
    These Psychic Fields From the hotel window The city is a kaleidoscope Of blurred light In the bedroom mirror You voice your positive affirmation Once, and then twice The nightstand offers A torn pack of baseball cards And an empty bottle of Sapporo You watch another Twilight Zone Incredulous at the idea There’s two hours until tomorrow These psychic fields That connect you & me It has to be real Our gap in notoriety You feel like you are no one Not even worth the Strings I strum In the lounge there is a locker Left abandoned Tagged with graffiti Everyday you see a skull exploding While dining on your And memory There was a moment of momentum And then all the good luck Abruptly stopped They considered you for the picture Which was tinted and angled And you were unfortunately cropped Chorus You think about my life How you’d love to live in music And sleep on a tour bus You have one of mine Stuck in your head Specifically the chorus You daydream of wearing A leather jacket loaded With money and swagger When ponder living Someone else’s life The details never seem to matter Chorus Two men staring at the same city Only, from different Windows I am burden by the excess Of hope I carry While you nurse your thimble We both got drunk Couldn’t dream, even with A warm body in our bed Neither of us could touch The sudden snowfall upon All the living and the dead Chorus So, both of us wandered Out of our hotels Which were directly across the street It turns out Madison Avenue Is a perfect place for Strangers to meet We made eye contact, commented Mutually on the flurries, you joked about The shabby slippers on my feet Though you probably regretted never mentioning the album You once made Your humor before fate, Allowed me later to stop resisting sleep And fade Chorus Coda: What’s the worth of two men? One having more than the other Could we have been friends? Discussed both having a mother We separate ourselves, defined through Cause, career, and achievement We stare up at shadowy walls In the evening Having never really believed In any of it 1. Chorus
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    11 min
  • Letter to My Double: Yankees Hot Stove Edition

    Letter to My Double: Yankees Hot Stove Edition
    Dec 1 2024
    Talking all things Yankees hot stove in late November!
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    1 h et 4 min
  • Paradox World

    Paradox World
    Nov 3 2024
    Paradox World Sometimes at night I fall into soft shadows Because the way of the stray Is to shelter from harm Then the bread-truck is unloading While the birds are calling From perches above the boulevard It’s like an algorithm remembering your favorite song I’m ambivalent about sunlight Like when these gridlocked cars On narrow blocks sweat like battalions Led by someone terribly wrong And we’re in a paradox world Someone love me into submission A paradox world Someone guide my hand in composing This transmission A paradox world There’s always tomorrow until tomorrow Paradox World Time takes life, it doesn’t borrow Now the flakes fall at twilight With the streetlights turned on It looks like static in my vision Camouflages the crosswalk No one asks if I’m lonely They only stare like I don’t belong They might find I have old music inside If they ever wanted to talk Is it the scythe or the hood? Which they find so off-putting Sometimes they run, others just turn white As their outlines in chalk It’s a paradox world I have centuries of notes It’s a paradox world Full of promises and high hopes
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    4 min
  • Twilight of the Gods

    Twilight of the Gods
    Nov 1 2024
    Twilight of the Gods It wasn’t about hope They just couldn’t take a joke But they let you run your mouth Because it gave them more rope You said they’d remember your name For all the honor in literary fame But you wound up crying outside your mother’s In the rain Twenty-five years to retire An indefinite date to expire Almost got fired over a pothole Dad never taught you how to change a tire Twilight of the gods Overcome by the odds Blasting out the bad thoughts With the music in our cars Twilight of the gods Fate shuffled all our cards Is the mud deep enough To plant a basketball hoop in the yard? And what of your friend’s silver dreams? All the pool parties, beers, rehearsed scenes You’ve got to be slapped by real life To comprehend what fantasy means You always had a soft spot for Angela Even when she yelled at ya The flower in her hair Was a yellow chrysanthemum And her soulmate Blaine’s persistent tinnitus Combined with his chronic right shoulder bursitis Compromised the showcase after those Fringe suits had hyped it Twilight of the gods Overcome by the odds Blasting out the bad thoughts With the music in our cars Twilight of the gods Fate shuffled all our cards Is the mud deep enough To plant a basketball hoop in the yard? To whom do you owe the pleasure? Of carrying on You don’t even need To fill out a form You just keep waking up Even when you’ve had enough To take your swing, shoot your shot
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    5 min
  • Paradigm (demo)

    Paradigm (demo)
    Oct 25 2024
    Paradigm
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    4 min
  • At The National Show

    At The National Show
    Oct 8 2024
    At The National Show A cloudless summer day Got off the wrong stop on the train Before the low-hanging night Was engulfed by rain I was walking through the park And the show decided to start Heard the man singing about soul And I moved nearer to take part Had ventured out solo Instead of staying home A few of my recent dates Were like talking to a stone I swear I felt you there And in my memory I see your hair Hanging off the back of a black raincoat You always say you’d never wear Isn’t it funny? How we almost met before we met That was a world ago At The National show I was so goddamn tired of being alone Aimless empire nights Patrolling shadows beneath the lights Staring into some tinted window Set at an unreachable height I emailed gibberish to my professors Because I was nobody’s successor I just couldn’t bridge that distance between Anonymous and successful It was like I could disappear Without having any there to get back here There was only rock and roll baseball To treat my lancing fear Chorus Strolling with soggy shoes Following the mid-set monsoon I was thinking about The Land of Oz And destined for my quiet bedroom It was only four more months Until I’d feel your touch Previously my love life had been like An album release where nobody comes It was first the sound of your voice Inviting me into a choice The tone was like smoky cinnamon Incinerating every other noise I’d torn up a lottery ticket Over someone’s rude opinion I’d rather the dignity of a nobody Instead of being a paid minion Chorus
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    5 min
  • when it rains these days (demo)

    when it rains these days (demo)
    Oct 6 2024
    When It Rains These Days Have you ever felt Like you were just watching your life? Staying alive Opting for flight instead of fight The hours pass They assume you have nothing better to do Than to pace in a room Speaking the untrue Lightening in the sky The twilight of the popular mind If the wind-up toys ever remember They made themselves blind And when it rains These days It feels like forever And when you ask When I might feel better I say, “maybe, baby, if we Get a change in the weather.” Have you ever known? You were throwing it away Based on a bill due to pay Tomorrow and yesterday For everything we want Because what we believe we need And compromise is an indignant child With an open mouth to feed Yet if you don’t participate They will find another Who wears your clothes, cashes your check And visits your mother And when it rains These days It feels like forever And when you ask When I might feel better I say, “maybe, baby, if we Get a change in the weather.” Have you ever wondered Who is living in your house? When you see it from the street Inside a shadow of doubt So kick some burnt leaves Into the gutter of your youth We’re all running out of time Which we may accept or refuse The conclusion is in doubt If it remains the same regardless Between gravity, the moon, deep sleep Servants, saints, the faithful and godless And when it rains These days It feels like forever And when you ask When I might feel better I say, “maybe, baby, if we Get a change in the weather.” Coda: All under the same sky Imprisoned by the same why All frozen in time Through a ghost lover eyes
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    4 min