When Man Still Dreamt...

A new music video;

Soufflé au Charabia...

Is the name of one of my songs...

I made a post about it with the lyrics right after I recorded it.
Here is the link to that post;  Souffle au Charabia Lyrics

Well here's the music video for that song that I just threw together a year later for no apparent reason;

and lastly, just for fun, this is what I got when I just tried to run the "french" lyrics through a translator. 

Gibberish Souffle

Ehtwah, of cottage cheese,

 In a bowl, mix Faucette,
Cheese, the white juan,
Johns, eggs, and cream. 

Ajouater a clamp, salt and poivréon.

Students, and the dress,
Parade through the streets to demand,
Money to passers-by,
Or they throw,
Flour, flour and eggs.

Pour into mold, and as flour,
Put in preheated oven, When he came out of a crazy,
To form the crust, buttered soufflé,
Put that needs to go up, When he came out of the insane,
Serve, immediate - ing hot, but - the pan.

Wishing you, an iron,
Kitchen hell and eggs,
he told me that soon we would put,
Everybody in, Prozac face fear.

Charcoal Women

These are sketches I've done over the last month or so...  A lot of these photographs are kind of blurry and crappy. Maybe I'll try to take some better photographs of these sometime soon, before they all end up crumpled up in a portfolio or cardboard box in an attic somewhere, lol.

A Correlation Between Perspective and the Passage of Time

My third split screen song/video...



Watch it on Youtube - If you so desire...



A Correlation Between Perspective and the Passage of Time

Sometimes life feels like it will never change
The time crawls by but things just stay the same
And each day bleeds into the next
Months pass by without significance

Here in this moment that is frozen
We decide how our lives will end up
And its everyday we have to fight
to hold up our heads
lest we start crumbling

Sometimes life feels like it moves so fast
You blink you eyes and several years have past
You reflect back on things you wish you had done
and how the chance to do all those things are gone

Here in this moment that is frozen
We decide how our lives will end up
And its everyday we have to fight
to hold our heads up
lest we start crumbling