Constantly captured and compressed. Packed down for redirect. Funneled through a tunnel at high speeds. Flickering in a strobing pattern to the beat. Turn it up. Make it louder. Listen to the ticking of that bomb. All that liquid cooled aggression bubbling up. Core temperature rising. A seizure is imminent Turn on all the fans. Try to condition the air. Reverse the polarity. Turn it on and off again. Total restart. Time for reboot. All shiny and new. All complete and inside of you.
More emotional than ever before. No filters. All broke. The walls were smashed down long ago. So vulnerable. So exposed. So tender. Flinching at the slightest threat. No fight left in me.
I want to trust and be trusted. No more fear. I want to know someone will be there when I fall. Reciprocal.
So many different people with so many different agendas. How do we ever get anything done? So much manipulation. So much apathy. So much regret. So many emotions. So much human behavior.
A constant drive to survive. The incessant push to stay alive. Drilled into me when I was a child. Mom always said I knew how to survive. But to put so much attention on staying one step ahead of death – it takes a toll. Forever climbing up that endless hill.
I’ve lost touch. I think I’ve lost my way. Always pulled in different directions. So much tension. So much misunderstanding. Why can’t people just say what is on their mind? Why must everyone keep so much buried deep inside?
Nothing solved by silence. Sound cancels out in the center of the room. My heart has become silent because of you. No more pitter pat. No more heavy footsteps to be heard.
The young seek those with similar interest. Like the movies – music – sports – etcetera…
Not realizing there needs to be a deeper connection. A connection on a spiritual level.
I have come to rely on material things.
Music used to be so fierce
But now it’s mostly fluff
Lyrics were filled with meaning
Stocked with rage
In this time of pseudo peace
They’re mostly lame
Some whiney bitch singing
About nonsensical things
Makes us all miss our angry youth
What happened to the message?
About shaking things up?
About making change?
Seems like we’re just drifting
All along for the ride
Just jump inside
Revolution after revolution after the same
Maybe this is all made up in my brain
But there’s no intense stimulation
Just songs about nonsense
That go mostly nowhere
That all end up the same
STEAL A TARDIS
I can live without her
Six years of living a lie
Steal myself a TARDIS
Travel back in time
Build a paradox machine
And relive those lost days
Take back all the time
That she took away
The Master of my destiny
She took that away from me
Made me human
That I cannot forgive
The superior alien race
Until the very end
Remove memories of her
With laser precision
Decimate the thoughts of her
With great intention
Her paltry understanding of physics
Brain numbing banter on mentality
I refuse to dwell there anymore
I’m capable of so much more
Those that love me will worship me
Those that don’t will learn to fear me
For the narcissist will resurface again
And I will see to this world’s ultimate end.
Conceal the truth
but it’s still a lie
Hide your true feelings deep inside
I now realize love is truly blind
Because I never saw a thing.
All along you were playing me
and I was too in love to truly see
That I was wasting my breath
Wasting my time
Wasting my life!
When you’re too close
Sometimes that’s when it’s hardest to see.
You care too much to believe they’d do you harm
but all along they’re fucking you
You have no idea of the things they do when they are gone.
Now it’s truly over.
It’s all truly over.
And I wonder if I’m just paranoid.
I’m just a little bit obsessed
and I’ve been a bit depressed
But I’m picking up these pieces one by one.
And I wonder what kind of man I will be
Now that you’ve taken this huge piece of me
How long until I learn to trust again?
Separated by distance
Deep in the night
And the moon looks so bright
A half moon covered by clouds
Blocking certain memories out
I wonder if you remember the things that I do
Caught up in my mind
In stanza and rhyme
I’ll never forget the moments we shared
I wrote them all down
So they wouldn’t drown
In the seas of my malcontent
The circle must not be broken
They cycle must stay the same
For the universe must maintain
And it is here we must remain
But I’m looking for the message
Desperately digging through the ruins
Trying to find meaning
And realizing it’s probably right in front of me
Our friend Bruce Rich of the musical group Novachild is trying to raise some much needed money online to support his family in a crisis situation.
Help an immensely talented fellow musician get back on his feet during these financially difficult times by buying some of his music at a hugely discounted price. Bruce Rich aka Novachild is offering up a huge collection of music for a small price and not only will you get a wonderful listening experience but you’ll also help a family in need.
Bruce says: “Once upon a time, I was a budding CIO for a small biotech company. Ultimately, however, the position proved to be a bad marriage of business partners and I came home every day feeling toxic. I decided to change this. I got out of it, and researching career changes, I felt that trucking would be a good fit for me.
Little Did I Know that the first year of trucking equates to making a McDonald’s fry cook salary. The companies advertise big numbers, but I’m not coming close to making what they promise in their flashy marketing literature. But now I’m stuck in a 1-year contract that I can’t afford to pay off.
The result of all this is simple: we’ve not been able to keep up on bills, so I’ve been advised to file bankruptcy – losing our house and car in the process and relocating my family elsewhere. While I am an Over The Road truck driver, due to some intense family emergencies that I am unwilling to divulge for deeply personal reasons, I am unable to return to my truck, so I’m not making any money until these situations are resolved.
I’m trying to raise enough money to pay attorney fees for our case, keep the lights on at home, and repair an ancient Geo Metro for roadworthiness. Once some of these things start falling into place, I can return to work and get things going again for our family.
WHAT YOU GET:
For every donation of $30 or more, I offer my entire available collection ofNovachild recordings composed over the past fifteen years, including a great deal of unreleased material. This represents, for me, an unfathomable amount of time writing, recording, engineering and learning. From the earliest (dare I call them) primitive, experimental recordings in a derelict bungalow using cheap stereo speakers and headphones…. to the most recent recordings that I’ve not even ‘album-ified’ produced in the Fractal Factory Studio (and FFS Mobile – my truck), you’ll get everything that managed to survive the great multiple hard drive crash of 2011.
Songs are available in multiple formats, including lossless formats for the fidelity geeks out there.
Everyone will receive undying gratitude from my beautiful family and I.
And if you don’t want the music, just give the download code I provide you to someone who may appreciate it.
Lastly, if you’re as broke as I am, I totally get it. Since you’re reading this now, I’m certain you’d like to help, so please share this campaign on your Facebook status for others to see. Eventually I hope to reach enough kind souls to meet my goal.
Thank you in advance for your consideration.
Thanks for helping our fellow independent musicians and artists.
I find the following pieces of art inspiring and somewhat arousing. I’d love to consult with Fernando on ideas for the Tech Messiah project.
From the FERNANDO VICENTE ANATOMÍAS artist series.
Fernando Vicente was born in Madrid, Spain, where he started working as illustrator and painter during the eighties. He creates very beautiful artworks mainly painted or mixing paint and photo. His illustration work can be seen in dozens of publications.
Makes me think of Regina Spektor’s song “Hooked Into Machine”.
Hey everyone, this is Brian Copeland – lead singer of Euphonic Dissonance giving you a long overdue update.
After more than a year away from recording Euphonic Dissonance songs we are back in the studio working on new material. Here is what we hope will be the first of many new tracks. Hope you enjoy listening to this fine cover of Neil Diamond’s “Solitary Man”. This is only a rough draft for now without vocals or guitar.
Be sure to comment and tell us what you think of this new song and stay tuned for new news from ED.