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10-2-23

Onion Creek, WA

When this first set of songs began to emerge, I wasn't really sure if I had the gear or the knowledge needed in order to make a passable recording, just yet, but knew I at least had the bare essentials. (Funeral Singers was done using only a boom box and a cheap set of headphones, for a monitoring system. There are a couple of others like that, floating around.) One evening, over the Winter of 2020, I just started playing a riff on my new 12-string, with Bowie's Space Oddity kind of floating around in the corridors of my mind. I'm still a huge fan of Mick Ronson's work, to this day, and it remains a great source of inspiration. I was using Twitter, at the time, and remember thinking to myself, after reading something from the space nut community: "I don't want to go to Mars. I just want to go to sleep." The song seemed to write itself so quickly that I just decided to roll with it and simply capture the formative chapter of the project, regardless of how the sound might progress in days to come. 

Hush-a-Bye and Krypton were written on a whim, as I whistled to myself while planting clover, that following Spring.  They're about to be combined into one song, for the Cicadidi project, with an electro-acoustic abstraction on homespun mountain music. Kristin is originally from Missouri, so I could do no less than to oblige her in such a way. The new ones are a lot easier to produce, as well, and a lot more fun because I get to color outside the lines a bit. 

Thanks for listening.

KK

i don't wanna 
              
         go 

              to mars 

 

i just 
    wanna 

    go 
     
                  to 
          sleep 

 

in your lovin' arms 

promises 
  
         to 
       keep 

 

o for the life 
         of 
              a 
     stranger 

or a superstar 

i couldn't  
   handle the pressure 

      of that  
stupid car 

          any 
     way 

 

what a place 
for a  
            trap 
   door 

and a pie 
       in  
   the sky 

everything you could  
      ever  
 ask  
            for 

 

what a world 
      just to  
   die  
        for 

when the weather  
               Is  
       kind 

the work of devils 
       to be  
                sure 

 

why bother  
  drivin' due south? 

nobody really 
    cares 

          about  

some old trick 
    with a  
          couple of deuces 

 

but as long as 
we're  
    going 
         down 

i know an  
              easier 
        way  
 around 

we could be  
    halfway to cruces  

 

i don't wanna 
  
       fall  

              apart 

i just 
    wanna 

    fall 
     
                 asleep 

 

near your precious heart 

and my soul 
  
         to 
       keep 

 

already feel 
       like 
     
      a stranger 

don't need to be a star 

oo baby 
   under the pressure 

      of that  
stupid car 

          any 
     way 

 

i don't wanna go to mars  
i don't wanna go to mars 
i don't wanna go to mars 

3-31-22

Onion Creek, WA

Today is the third anniversary of Kristin's passing. Probably not enough can be said. 

Coincidentally, it's also the third anniversary of this website. I bought the domain on the very same day, without knowing what had happened. Needless to say, it's here to stay for a while, come what may.

KK

7-1-22

Onion Creek, WA

I've got a theme developing. Bear with me. I didn't say we weren't going to space.

KK

ain't no way to say goodbye

from my blue sky

 

baby baby you could try

o you could try

 

hush a baby don't you cry

                  you were

born to fly

dry your wings under the sun

and turn them

                    toward

the sky

 

carry me to the bright side

angel of mine

o'er the weight of the spring tide

my lullabye

 

long ago and far away

                       once upon a time

life is but a dream

                         they said

and you must

toe

                the

line

 

of all the magic beans i've sown

here

                         among the pine

          how was i ever to know?

(how could i know?)

where to

             cross

the

vine?

 

but love was never the safe side

where love was blind

so when they say that you're too shy

don't you comply

try to see it from my side

in your own time

 

                         just

                  remember

my dearest friend

just

remember

                                      the circle

has no end

 

              and if

some

                  things

are better left

unsaid

try to remember

                                don't let the clowns

inside

                 your

head

you will get by

 

                           (just sing)

la la la la

          la la la la

la la la la

                                la la la la

          la la la la

                                          la la la la

la la la la

                         la la la la

 

 

yeah everything will be just fine

i'll see you in no time

baby baby you could fly

no way to say goodbye

from my blue sky