concept album / song titles

"god sings!"

god decides he needs to get out and live a little.  he settles down in a dim but respectable bar &  lounge, and orders a few drinks alone at the end of the bar.  a lounge band plays not-too-loud background music- jazz, r&b, a little blues, a little swing - and this commands god's attention more and more.  with each subsequent drink he firms his resolve.  finally, he casts off his inhibitions, stands up and walk towards the stage.  being all powerful, and drunk, the stage and the lounge band is transformed as he approaches- their song is over and now the look up attentively as god closes in.  a spotlight appears on god as he takes his place at the microphone.  tonight's crowd is in for a treat.   god feels like singing, and he's not afraid to let it all out tonight.  the crowd whispers in anticipation, and shuffle to get a better look at the unfamiliar but irresistible man onstage.  he snaps his fingers and the band jumps in right on cue-

"let there be light"
"why i made the platypus"
"you don't know what you've been missin'"
"my secret garden"
"noah misunderstood my instructions"
"my amazing son, jesus"
"(you know) he slipped in the crypt"
"beatitude adjustment"
"i can barely keep track of the grail"
"the bitter herbs you borrow"
"he who wears a crown wears a frown"
"there's no way off my merry go round"

song titles

"the one night stand before christmas"
"delicious wandering"
"pearls in the deep"

song title / lyrics

"One of Us"

Yeah, yeah, scrod is great
Yeah, yeah, scrod is good
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah

What if scrod was my favorite fish?
Just a slob like one of us?
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way home

song title / lyrics

"the Spotted Grouper"

Spotted Grouper, an Outcast

People always talkin' about
Swimmin' upstream

People always preachin' 'bout
Running for the dream

People always complainin,' sayin'
"Nothing ain't what it seems"

But these gills got a date
With destiny.

??

song titles

"somehow the kittens sleep soundly just outside god's thunder coop"
"the gods are clapping"
"right now i am about to eat some yummpy puddin' "
"i see the naked man in the camel's leg, and the owl, but no virgin mary"

"this side of poseidon"
"pink obsidian"
"diary of a milkmaid"
"dear san francisco"

"the first lady of excavating"
"amish tv tag"
"ice man smacks you again"
"cynthia's synthesis"

"my sister's elipse"
"piece of human sh1t"
"governor whore"
"feel like making pie"

song title / lyrics

"red star"

i saw a dim red star
while standing in my back yard
among the many white ones
on the vast black blankets of night

it was faint and unremarkable,
except for the color it shined.
could it be, just like me-
undistinguished, yet one of a kind?

song title / lyrics

"the world beneath the cracks"

the world beneath the cracks
a cursed, dirty place
a nagging thought we all ignore,
a sunken, sullied space.

song titles

"a letter from emily bracelet"
"how can i let off steam in the pressure-cooker of your heart?"
"pop pop fizz fizz oh god please just kill me"
"the loving gaze of gamma rays"

"you can't do push-ups in a coffin"
"timmy and the never-ending slide"
"ricky plays 4 squares with his energy twins in the 5th dimension"
"do me a favor and slip me a little of the liquid slaps"

"ladies and gentlemen of the jury- my client is a vegetable, and a
vegeterian, but please- do not confuise the two"
"the hall of tears"
"you could carve a drfitwood diary with your bitter looks and wines"
"continental twist"

concept album

"timmy and the never-ending slide"

(a prequel to all the timothy tierra saga?)

young boy timmy gets on a slide in the playground, and starts sliding, and in a flash of light he is transported to a different plane of existence, where the slide continues on for infinity, and he's stuck sliding down this slide for months and years until he painstakingly reinvents newton's laws in his head, in order to determine (without the aid of a pen or paper or a calculator) to coefficient for the force of fiction for the never-ending slide, and at the moment he arrives at the answer in his head- he is transported back to the middle of the slide... which is now dirty and rusted and surrounded by faded yellow "caution" tape and piles dried-out dead flowers and burned out candles with his own picture taped to the front. he sees the town is in disrepair and half deserted, as he runs home. his house is boarded up but the front door is busted open and swings in the breeze. he calls out for his family while running through the empty house. he gets to his room and open the door, to find his room exactly as he left it, but faded, dry and dim. he is short of breath from the stagnant, dead air that was sealed inside, but makes his way over to the mirror at his dresser, and wipes away the dust from the surface, revealing his image- a young man, faint stubble, forehead lines, and a scar below his eye...

lyrics

inside of us there is a part that is always crying;
who knows when it begins or why-
but it probably had something to do
with being ripped from the warmth of the womb.

lyrics

"the gentle wind, it greets your hair:
'how long have you been standing there?'
'four weeks six days and seven hours,
why waste this precious breath of ours?' "

song titles & dj name

"jazz bloodbath"
"the seal upon the door of the feeling of being one"
"the brotherhood of ecstasy"
"rough sects"
"in between the angels"
"my new nervous tick"
"i'm afraid i'm going to have to ask you to burn"
"too hot to rot"
"i hear the ice"
"surgically implanted nostalgia" or "nostalgia implants"
"circling the walls of jen" or "circling the walls of jennifer"
"engaged to a selfish traveller"

pseudonym: "dj throat culture"

song title

"watch me clip my wings" or "just watch me clip my wings"

song title / lyrics

"the sinister clocks"

the sinister clocks
with their taunting tick-tocks
mock us with each passing hour.
through the air, they imbue,
at our table for two,
these morsels of life we devour.

song titles

"but what if i don't feel like dying?"
"fuming, at best"

song title / lyrics

"I'm a tired bitch"

I'm a tired bitch
Can't stay awake
Almost fell asleep in my cube
What the hell is going on
Can't see straight
I'm a tired bitch

song title / lyrics

"my primordial soup"

the fickle spoon of her glances,
nimble, dodge me-
soggy oyster crackers in
the primoridal soup of an imagined tryst

song title / idea

"romancing the mechanism"

a song that equates the process of courtship with the restoration and
maintinence of a centuries-old, gigantic rusty metal clock within a
tower

song title / lyrics

"Jakarta Sunrise"

if you stay up all night,
And catch the dawn by suprise,
then you can just lean in
and kiss the sunrise

song title / lyrics

"july is not enough"

july is not enough;
but, like god's fingerprints,
it is nonetheless divine

and so i lay, like god's hand
and summertime,
repentant and supine

song titles

"Have night, will travel"
"Something's Wrong with Trish"
"Are We Flying?"
"Formerly Human"

"Catching Shade Under the Sugar Trees"
"But You Promised Me You Were Immortal"
"Human Error...Error...Error...Error....Error...."
"If I Start to Sink, Let Me Sink"

"Let There Be Rice"
"You Caught Me Sleeping Again"
"Passing Through a Sun"
"Rosie in the Pines"

“If Not Today, Then When?”
“Been Bit By Lightning”
“Lamb Boner Moratorium”
“Hillbilly Laser Light Show”

“Poppy Twigs and Brandywine”
“Looking Up in Awe Beneath Bedlam Towers”

"memories shot by aaron blurr"
"dear complaint department"
"joan rivers is hiding in the lesbian forest"
"regis philbin, friend of the goat"

"swamp date"
“butterfly on my windshield”
"the ratio was the inverse"
"kurt cobain works on procurement"

"you can't fool your shadow"
"my damn hands"
"freshly squeezed mourning dew"
"with whom does god play chess?"

"i found out about your sercet thought factory"
"here i am, married to my excuses"
"you'll miss me when the sun goes down"
"i recall vaguely"

song titles

"a skewer of ghosts"
"ride away from me" or "just ride away from me"
"i ran into dylan"