Posted on February 12, 2022
Combining photographic images, but portraying them as sound. This and the last post and song are about Pathos – and how every day we get good and bad news – and then apply our filters accordingly.
Wink of the eye
Nod of the head
The sounds that you'll hear
On Radio KRY
Sideways glance
Looking awry
The sounds you'll hear
On Radio KRY
Second opinion
You're going to be fine
The sounds you'll hear
On Radio KRY
Intimate portrait
High key light
Sounds you'll hear
On Radio KRY
Decisive moment
Plane in flight
The sounds you'll hear
On Radio KRY
Surrealistic scene
Lips in the sky
The sounds you'll hear
On radio KRY
Chorus
Spanning the globe
Spinning the dial
We're in your ears
We're Radio KRY
Posted on February 11, 2022
I’ll have a series of photographs and maybe songs related to this microphone and or KRY Radio. Stay tuned.
The bottom end
Of your radio dial
The saddest station
K - R - Y
The bad news hits
Shades the light
There are no answers
K - R - Y
Middle of the road
Everything you like
Your home station
K - R - Y
Sounds of the times
Days of your lives
Keep your dial tuned to
K - R - Y
When good news hits
Ascend new heights
Tears of joy
K - R - Y
At the top
Of your radio dial
The happy station
K - R - Y
Chorus
Tears of Darkness
Tears of Light
Turn your dial to
K - R - Y
Posted on February 7, 2022
When life
Is stranger than fiction
And you try to make sense
Of an alien diction
Embrace the strange
Don't hold back
You just never know
What's down the track
What's down the track
Could seal your fate
From just another day
To a future that's great
Posted on January 29, 2022
I might finally be over my fear of singing and thinking my voice is awful.
Here’s the funny back story of that last song. Michael Stipe, one of a handful of my favorite rock singers, used to love to do a bad Elvis impression. I thought, “What if I tried a Michael Stipe impression of him singing Elvis Style.
My wife and a few others said, no joke, it’s not terrible singing. I really do want to sing I’ve been deathly afraid of it …..
I was born for the stage
I was born to sing
Countless fans adore me
For my uncertain gift
My heart is on fire
I'm alight with desire
To paint the town red
Everyone is my friend
My adoring fans
Call me Saint
Its my singing
And the sounds that I paint
Posted on January 28, 2022
Zero Three See
Means you're out of memory
You must re-IPL
To break this evil spell
Control Alt Delete
The reboot is complete
Now you're on your way
Go about your day
Hold the button down
The cell phone will rebound
When it doesn't compute
You must reboot
Posted on January 27, 2022
Time flies when you're having fun
Therein lies the quirk
You want to have more time for fun
But that's not how it works
The more time that you get
The faster that extra time flies
Its better than the alternative
Your life you could despise
If you want more time
Live your life in misery
Then the days will never end
Just you wait and see
I'll take fast but fun
That's always been my plan
Live a super fast happy life
Enjoy it while you can
Posted on January 13, 2022
I used to feel
So Overlooked
The great unknown
I felt Forsook
Then I saw
The 27 Club
Ex Famous people
The Ultimate Snub
It seems so strange
To have it all
Which then began
Their great downfall
These famous people
In their prime
Self made prison
Doing time
I'm glad I've had
Enough Recognition
You can drown
In the well you're wishing
Posted on January 13, 2022
Late at night
The message arrived
From Centauri Sector Nine
A chill went up my spine
Through the static crash
I heard a muffled voice
The being on the phone
Shrieked and then moaned
The message then got clear
I heard it with both ears
The voice said in great fear
"We've just run out of beer!"