The Ghost of a Prom Queen: Recent Episodes
Heart Burn
Amongst this all: the quarantine of 2020, cancel culture, wokeness, politics, and, the media (in-general), it’s hard to make any decisions or find any values with self-assurance. Assuredly you’ll find someone saying it’s wrong. I wrote this tune, “Don’t..” because, trying to do something, anything, anywhere, is impossible without feeling critiqued by a group somewhere saying, ‘don’t’. There’s an explanation for NOT doing something for everything now... please sirs and madams, what MAY I do?
Amongst this all: the quarantine of 2020, cancel culture, wokeness, politics, and, the media (in-general), it’s hard to make any decisions or find any values with self-assurance. Assuredly you’ll find someone saying it’s wrong. I wrote this tune, “Don’t..” because, trying to do something, anything, anywhere, is impossible without feeling critiqued by a group somewhere saying, ‘don’t’. There’s an explanation for NOT doing something for everything now... please sirs and madams, what MAY I do?
One of my dads go-to easy-listening cassettes. Feel better Dad! Hope the hospital is in-and-out
singer song writer here, busting out an original song while my kids were on vacation in Hawaii with their moms
just like me-now, being a minimalist, this is my real life, 'I got a tambourine for a toaster, a little butter and bread but have never bought a toaster. I take all the free ketchup packs and I store them with the plasticware that comes with the takeout bags...'
"My soul is in the Seattle rain, Sea! ...Hawks! Sea! ...Hawks! Sea! ...Hawks! Sun or rain up in the sky, doesn't matter, Russel Wilson will let it fly, Locketts up he's gone if you rush, mr. one six is clutch on every touch! and DK Metcalf getting compared to all the other greats, but he's his own top-tier cake, Bobby wags his finger, no NO! Not today!
Sea! ...Hawks! Sea! ...Hawks!
Speaking of today, hip hip hooray, from first down to touchdown, bust back with a kapow! We slam the football, shout out to the twelves! we are Seahawks! Future hall of famers playing weekly strangers, channel our anger with touchdowns and bangers, don't hang with us if you aint us! We don't settle for less, We don't settle for less, We don't settle for less. C'mon 12's!
My should is in the Seattle rain, My should is in the Seattle rain, My should is in the Seattle rain!
Sea! ...Hawks! Sea! ...Hawks! Sea! ...Hawks! Sun or rain up in the sky, doesn't matter, Russel Wilson will let it fly, Locketts up he's gone if you rush, mr. one six is clutch on every touch! and DK Metcalf getting compared to all the other greats, but he's his own top-tier cake, Bobby wags his finger, no NO! Not today!
My 5-year old daughter wrote this song the morning two-thousand eighteen died. love you babe! hashtag beautiful Gwyneth
"sheets of ice on the water break as the ship comes thru. the atmosphere is arctic with breath fleeing toward the moon. the devil is called up to the deck, he stands, he man's the harpoon. the shot is fired and the frost breaks away, and the rope unwinds. and the arrow fights the air and finds Jane..."
Close to finished... Full Vocals Still to Come.
lyrics: "oh i got a problem 'cause i see space above? but what you don't know is you are looking for the wrinkles in our love. you are looking for the wrinkles in our love. Never have I seen the night like tonight. I'll never forget this day, that I turned around and walked away, and you should've seen the look on your face, when I told you I had won the race.
Never have I seen the night like tonight, like tonight."