pianogonzology

Monday, August 8, 2022

Footprints . . .

. . . in the sand

". . . smiles won't be denied.

Everything is cool in 21842. . .

In Ocean City . . . "

Ocean City Ditty
- OHO Live, July 2022

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Put A Finger On It

Sunday, August 7, 2022

Cad . . .

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cad

/kad/

nounDATED•INFORMAL

noun: cad; plural noun: cads

a man who behaves dishonorably, especially toward a woman.

"her adulterous cad of a husband"

Cad

Whenever you call me

And I’m not on the phone,

If you have a problem

And you find me at home,

You know you can

Count on me that much.

If you said you need me,

Just a couple days, I’m there.

I’ll drop what I’m doing

If it’s something I don’t care about

You can count on me that much.

Ours is just like one of those fairytales.

Ours is just like one of those shows.

One thing bout our love that’s different;

It’s not a love that grows.

I’ll always be with you

When there’s nothing else to do.

When everyone’s busy

There’ll be only me and you.

It’s clear you can count on me that much.

Would you say it’s all you’ve been hoping for?

Would you really prefer something new?

Where else would you get this much

Attention devoted to you?

So don’t think you’re not special.

You’re kind of special to me.

There’s no one else like you.

Well maybe there’s just two or three.

Be sure you can count on me that much.

That Much
Unreleased demo with vocal

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Critic’s Choice

Saturday, August 6, 2022

Unashamed . . .

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Should every man yield to the yearning unashamed
Without hypocrisy and wastefulness;
Squander the strength he’s been endowed with;
Feign superiority as tunnel vision’s all he sees? 

I’m trying to develop a superman;
Dionysus evolving into perfect humanity.

Gadding about helping each other get along
Won’t make us build the kind of man I see.
Inferiors are weak copies of betters
Printed on bad paper from old and worn-out plates now gone.

Selection, survivors mastering;
Bettering the species, irrespective of
Everything you’ve ever learned
About what’s right or wrong.

You hear the word, you’re quoting scripture that you learned
Originating from a deity.
But should that motivate your actions?
Such self-serving rewarding scheme.

Yours or mine, that’s what both seem.

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Chromatose

Friday, August 5, 2022

Melancholy . . .

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It’s a melancholy world
When you can’t tell
The stones from the pearls.
You can’t image what
My motives are
Or what I’m feeling.
But the lights are bright
On Broadway
As the birds begin to sing.
As America pours her first
Cup of coffee,
It’s a melancholy world.

It’s a melancholy world
Choosing between the
Big brass ring or the girl.
I just can’t seem to
Hold on to the dreams
I’ve worked so hard for.
But the crowd is there
At midnight
And the party’s just begun.
There’s a gold invitation
That bears my name
But it’s gotten lost in the mail.
It’s a melancholy world.

The mirror holds the
Same old dour reflection
That it used to.
But the sun will rise
In the morning,
And the stars will light the night.
If they just took the time;
Listened to my sad song.
It’s a melancholy world.