Thu, 23 Apr 2026 22:03:38 +0200 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/ en-EN contact@hearthis.at contact@hearthis.at https://hearthis.at/bomethius/ https://img.hearthis.at/4/0/1/_/uploads/8855968/image_user/w1400_h1400_q70_ptrue_v2_----cropped_1500402104.jpg no no https://hearthis.at/bomethius/siblings/ Music and performance by Jonathan and Vivian Hodges
Lyrics by Vivian Hodges
Lyrics:
You and me
Don't have to be
Enemies
We could be
Good siblings
And friends
We could play
All day
Till Mom comes it
And ruins everything
We could be happy
Just you and me.]]> Music and performance by Jonathan and Vivian Hodges
Lyrics by Vivian Hodges
Lyrics:
You and me
Don't have to be
Enemies
We could be
Good siblings
And friends
We could play
All day
Till Mom comes it
And ruins everything
We could be happy
Just you and me.]]> 1444594 no no Fri, 21 Jul 2017 20:39:58 +0200 2017-07-21T20:39:58+02:00 0:59 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/heartbreak-of-reality-unknown-virtue-collab/
Beat written and recorded by Unknown Virtue (Alexander Lexington)
Vocals, whistling, and lyrics by Jonathan Hodges

Lyrics:

Dawn sets upon the heartbreak of reality.
And the sun lights the darkest of our shadows.
My shadow's shadow has no friend--and I feel loneliest with you.

You've lit our whole world
From the ashes of desire
Our forests have burned down
They’ve caught your fire.

You've lit our whole world
From the ashes of desire
Our forests have burned down
We've caught your fire.]]>
Beat written and recorded by Unknown Virtue (Alexander Lexington)
Vocals, whistling, and lyrics by Jonathan Hodges

Lyrics:

Dawn sets upon the heartbreak of reality.
And the sun lights the darkest of our shadows.
My shadow's shadow has no friend--and I feel loneliest with you.

You've lit our whole world
From the ashes of desire
Our forests have burned down
They’ve caught your fire.

You've lit our whole world
From the ashes of desire
Our forests have burned down
We've caught your fire.]]> 1441198 no no Wed, 19 Jul 2017 22:19:51 +0200 2017-07-19T22:19:51+02:00 3:17 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/offensive/
Written, performed, and recorded by Jonathan Hodges

Lyrics:
Awakening is sure.
So forget your slumber.
When your lids will close
On the light of your darkness.]]>
Written, performed, and recorded by Jonathan Hodges

Lyrics:
Awakening is sure.
So forget your slumber.
When your lids will close
On the light of your darkness.]]> 1438596 no no Tue, 18 Jul 2017 16:18:25 +0200 2017-07-18T16:18:25+02:00 2:31 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/the-kiwi-tree/ Also, I want the next album to have at least one track that is actually fully recreatable in a live setting—so here 'tis!
Written, Performed, and Recorded by Jonathan Hodges

Lyrics:

Have you ever seen the kiwi tree?
Well neither have I.
But Wouldn't you like to eat one with me?
We can certainly try...

If he wasn't a tool before he said "I do.”
He certainly will be afterwards—as they all do.
If it weren't for secretaries
where would our step mothers be?

If you tune out the mosquitoes
they will suck your blood
more silently.

But what do you know?
But what do you know?
Not very much...

I finally found a kiwi tree
Turns out their fur isn't for eating...
Our death was knowledge free... sweeter ends are meeting.

If I could die any slower I’d have to blame you.
Like a feral mange that perches on a yorkie... "you're cute!" Isn't helping.

Are these few fruit properly rottening?
They should sit a little bit longer…

The tallest blade of grass ought to be cut first.

The blades have just been sharpened.
The blades have just been sharpened.
The Blades have just been sharpened.


Every drop thinks it caused the flood alone...
But the clouds couldn't care less

But what do you know?
But what do you know?
Not very much.]]> Also, I want the next album to have at least one track that is actually fully recreatable in a live setting—so here 'tis!
Written, Performed, and Recorded by Jonathan Hodges

Lyrics:

Have you ever seen the kiwi tree?
Well neither have I.
But Wouldn't you like to eat one with me?
We can certainly try...

If he wasn't a tool before he said "I do.”
He certainly will be afterwards—as they all do.
If it weren't for secretaries
where would our step mothers be?

If you tune out the mosquitoes
they will suck your blood
more silently.

But what do you know?
But what do you know?
Not very much...

I finally found a kiwi tree
Turns out their fur isn't for eating...
Our death was knowledge free... sweeter ends are meeting.

If I could die any slower I’d have to blame you.
Like a feral mange that perches on a yorkie... "you're cute!" Isn't helping.

Are these few fruit properly rottening?
They should sit a little bit longer…

The tallest blade of grass ought to be cut first.

The blades have just been sharpened.
The blades have just been sharpened.
The Blades have just been sharpened.


Every drop thinks it caused the flood alone...
But the clouds couldn't care less

But what do you know?
But what do you know?
Not very much.]]> 1438597 no no Wed, 12 Jul 2017 22:35:11 +0200 2017-07-12T22:35:11+02:00 2:58 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/look-in-the-mirror/
Lyrics:
Do you look in the mirror to see yourself,
Or to make sure you’re properly hidden?

You shouldn't have to look in the mirror... (Look in the mirror.)
Who knows what you will find?
Looking through the glass of your eyes
Are those even your eyes?

Do you look in the mirror to see yourself?
To make sure you're properly
Hidden.]]>
Lyrics:
Do you look in the mirror to see yourself,
Or to make sure you’re properly hidden?

You shouldn't have to look in the mirror... (Look in the mirror.)
Who knows what you will find?
Looking through the glass of your eyes
Are those even your eyes?

Do you look in the mirror to see yourself?
To make sure you're properly
Hidden.]]> 1438598 no no Fri, 07 Jul 2017 19:16:46 +0200 2017-07-07T19:16:46+02:00 1:38 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/muddied-waters/ Written, performed, and recorded by Jonathan Hodges
Lyrics:

I thought I loved you
I thought I believed
It seems the waters were muddied
And now we’re in too deep
Our nightmare’s dream

It’s been six months, and still you can’t believe it.
It’s been a fortnight since I last heard you
I can't believe it’s finally been this long...
And I can’t believe

I couldn’t reject your calls forever
and now my voicemail’s full of tears.

How was it so easy, you ask
I feel your voice quiver over your flask

But why can't I hang up the phone
I feel you crying in my bones
And if you must know… (you’re not alone)

My heart began breaking that first night
Each time you left, I bled a little bit more
And suddenly there wasn't much left to fight for

Now that I’ve left, do you feel any poorer?
Now that I’ve left, do you know what you’ve lost?

Don’t understand why any of this is happening.
There was time when I saved time for you.
Whom do you take for granted now?

Do the possibilities still overwhelm you?
The end is always just around the corner,
Your problems feel even less than I don’t.
You’re waining it’s true.
I’ve said I’m sorry for the last time
You’re waining it’s true.]]> Written, performed, and recorded by Jonathan Hodges
Lyrics:

I thought I loved you
I thought I believed
It seems the waters were muddied
And now we’re in too deep
Our nightmare’s dream

It’s been six months, and still you can’t believe it.
It’s been a fortnight since I last heard you
I can't believe it’s finally been this long...
And I can’t believe

I couldn’t reject your calls forever
and now my voicemail’s full of tears.

How was it so easy, you ask
I feel your voice quiver over your flask

But why can't I hang up the phone
I feel you crying in my bones
And if you must know… (you’re not alone)

My heart began breaking that first night
Each time you left, I bled a little bit more
And suddenly there wasn't much left to fight for

Now that I’ve left, do you feel any poorer?
Now that I’ve left, do you know what you’ve lost?

Don’t understand why any of this is happening.
There was time when I saved time for you.
Whom do you take for granted now?

Do the possibilities still overwhelm you?
The end is always just around the corner,
Your problems feel even less than I don’t.
You’re waining it’s true.
I’ve said I’m sorry for the last time
You’re waining it’s true.]]> 1438599 no no Fri, 07 Jul 2017 08:47:39 +0200 2017-07-07T08:47:39+02:00 3:41 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/suicide/ Recorded, written, and performed by Jonathan Hodges
Artwork by Charles Hodges
Lyrics:
Wind bloomed the flowers by,
And rays of summer tended to their colors.
Nature lead him into a loving arm
On a day of self made sorrows.

The day's loneliness glorified.
The day’s loneliness glorified.
The day joylessness committed suicide.
The day joylessness committed suicide.

Rains provide a music divine
That plays upon roofs and ponds alike,
The rumbling of thunderous distance
In the security of doubts and prayers.

The waning evening
allows the introspective nothings
of a solitary reader and his pipe,
to pour forth incense in the name of the Unspoken.

Doesn’t silence render peace?
Does silence render peace?
A gentle reminder of we’ll be.

If I didn't quite find joy, at least it wasn't despair.
And that's made all the difference.

The day's loneliness glorified.
The day's loneliness glorified.
At last joylessness found suicide.
At last joylessness found suicide.]]> Recorded, written, and performed by Jonathan Hodges
Artwork by Charles Hodges
Lyrics:
Wind bloomed the flowers by,
And rays of summer tended to their colors.
Nature lead him into a loving arm
On a day of self made sorrows.

The day's loneliness glorified.
The day’s loneliness glorified.
The day joylessness committed suicide.
The day joylessness committed suicide.

Rains provide a music divine
That plays upon roofs and ponds alike,
The rumbling of thunderous distance
In the security of doubts and prayers.

The waning evening
allows the introspective nothings
of a solitary reader and his pipe,
to pour forth incense in the name of the Unspoken.

Doesn’t silence render peace?
Does silence render peace?
A gentle reminder of we’ll be.

If I didn't quite find joy, at least it wasn't despair.
And that's made all the difference.

The day's loneliness glorified.
The day's loneliness glorified.
At last joylessness found suicide.
At last joylessness found suicide.]]> 1438601 no no Wed, 05 Jul 2017 05:26:41 +0200 2017-07-05T05:26:41+02:00 4:47 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/crape-diem/ Pens played by Gabriel Hodges

Lyrics:
What a friend Jesus has in Sinners
A purpose to guide the will.

How many stamps do you need to send stamps?
What of the nameless, do we cry for you?
Did you know to cry too?

Let’s cry for statistics, grasp the humanity we have left.
In this day and age, who do we blame?

Will you look you in the mirror, if I'll look back at me?
We’re running out of reasons to pursue our breath (guilt)

The future is unwinding in the present
The past reliving in the pleasant

If we could but glimpse realities unknown

Aren't memories romantic? Cuz you don't have to be there...
Aren’t memories romantic? Let's just stay home... (make memories here)

If you knew what would kill you, before it killed you
Would you ever get out of bed?
Would you seize the day
Or would you just hang your head?

Let’s cry for statistics, that’s the most human thing to do
In this day and age, whom do we blame?]]> Pens played by Gabriel Hodges

Lyrics:
What a friend Jesus has in Sinners
A purpose to guide the will.

How many stamps do you need to send stamps?
What of the nameless, do we cry for you?
Did you know to cry too?

Let’s cry for statistics, grasp the humanity we have left.
In this day and age, who do we blame?

Will you look you in the mirror, if I'll look back at me?
We’re running out of reasons to pursue our breath (guilt)

The future is unwinding in the present
The past reliving in the pleasant

If we could but glimpse realities unknown

Aren't memories romantic? Cuz you don't have to be there...
Aren’t memories romantic? Let's just stay home... (make memories here)

If you knew what would kill you, before it killed you
Would you ever get out of bed?
Would you seize the day
Or would you just hang your head?

Let’s cry for statistics, that’s the most human thing to do
In this day and age, whom do we blame?]]> 1438602 no no Sat, 24 Jun 2017 19:31:33 +0200 2017-06-24T19:31:33+02:00 3:47 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/empty-promises/ 1438603 no no Sun, 18 Jun 2017 02:55:35 +0200 2017-06-18T02:55:35+02:00 1:35 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/outlaws/
Written, performed and recorded by Jonathan Hodges; pens(cils) by Charles Hodges.
Lyrics:

New habits die old,
and old habits die few.

Every person single has standards too high.
But otherwise engaged they’re simply too low.

So let’s build us a prison
We can step inside as equals
And then we’ll both have something to burn.

I want to be someone special
to you one day.
In other words
Let's make each other cry…
Spoken: (with vows... forever and ever.)

So you’ll gain weight some day
and I will resent you—or maybe I won’t.
I’ll lose my job,
We’ll lose our house
Our children won’t respect us

I’ll hate your in-laws (Wait. Wouldn't that just be my family?)
I’ll hate your in-laws, if you’ll hate mine.
You’ll hate my in laws and we'll all hate yours.]]>
Written, performed and recorded by Jonathan Hodges; pens(cils) by Charles Hodges.
Lyrics:

New habits die old,
and old habits die few.

Every person single has standards too high.
But otherwise engaged they’re simply too low.

So let’s build us a prison
We can step inside as equals
And then we’ll both have something to burn.

I want to be someone special
to you one day.
In other words
Let's make each other cry…
Spoken: (with vows... forever and ever.)

So you’ll gain weight some day
and I will resent you—or maybe I won’t.
I’ll lose my job,
We’ll lose our house
Our children won’t respect us

I’ll hate your in-laws (Wait. Wouldn't that just be my family?)
I’ll hate your in-laws, if you’ll hate mine.
You’ll hate my in laws and we'll all hate yours.]]> 1438604 no no Fri, 16 Jun 2017 03:33:06 +0200 2017-06-16T03:33:06+02:00 3:11 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/are-we-all-but-stories/ In the same way, we each embody a short glimpse in the memories of the people that have really known us. Those memories live most vibrantly through stories——just so, we embody an even lighter glimpse in the memories of people that know us only through such stories.
To a large degree we are the story that is being told... But to a larger degree we are not. Sure, we may have mistreated someone, or we may have been hilarious to be around for the short interval in which you were there... But who were we really? Very few people, when actually pressed to answer this question, can answer it with a story. Stories conflict, they change their shape, their tone. They are improvised and reapportioned and locked up, and freed with alcohol... They are complicated and disastrous, and entertaining. We call the Colosseum barbaric, but perhaps we further a greater disservice around dinner than the romans' bloody reprieves ever did. We are so quick to remember the adjectives that were so concretely attached to a story we heard about some distant friend or family member long since lost to time or clear memory... What are the ethics of memory? Anywho. I wrote a song.

Performance and Recording by Jonathan Hodges



Lyrics:
Today you are becoming the story you'll be. An entirety composed in a few minutes.

Repeated, rewritten, and sung... you'll never know all the things you've done.

Mournful, hysterical, embittered... didn't you choose how you'd be remembered.

*Interlude*

Anecdotes armed with adjectives few,
sprawled across the room
They paint a wretched portrait for all to hear
The unsettling tale of doom.

If you and I had really but met, would we have thought this much of about it?
Would you have given us something (anything) to suffer for?
Or would you have taken what little was left?

Life and dark often meet, would you have been my light?
The world is full of stories untold.
And it seems all the worse for the ones it has known.
Don't you wish it had known yours?
Don't you wish it had remembered you?
Don't you wish it had remembered you?
Don't you wish it had remembered you?
*breath of mortality*]]> In the same way, we each embody a short glimpse in the memories of the people that have really known us. Those memories live most vibrantly through stories——just so, we embody an even lighter glimpse in the memories of people that know us only through such stories.
To a large degree we are the story that is being told... But to a larger degree we are not. Sure, we may have mistreated someone, or we may have been hilarious to be around for the short interval in which you were there... But who were we really? Very few people, when actually pressed to answer this question, can answer it with a story. Stories conflict, they change their shape, their tone. They are improvised and reapportioned and locked up, and freed with alcohol... They are complicated and disastrous, and entertaining. We call the Colosseum barbaric, but perhaps we further a greater disservice around dinner than the romans' bloody reprieves ever did. We are so quick to remember the adjectives that were so concretely attached to a story we heard about some distant friend or family member long since lost to time or clear memory... What are the ethics of memory? Anywho. I wrote a song.

Performance and Recording by Jonathan Hodges



Lyrics:
Today you are becoming the story you'll be. An entirety composed in a few minutes.

Repeated, rewritten, and sung... you'll never know all the things you've done.

Mournful, hysterical, embittered... didn't you choose how you'd be remembered.

*Interlude*

Anecdotes armed with adjectives few,
sprawled across the room
They paint a wretched portrait for all to hear
The unsettling tale of doom.

If you and I had really but met, would we have thought this much of about it?
Would you have given us something (anything) to suffer for?
Or would you have taken what little was left?

Life and dark often meet, would you have been my light?
The world is full of stories untold.
And it seems all the worse for the ones it has known.
Don't you wish it had known yours?
Don't you wish it had remembered you?
Don't you wish it had remembered you?
Don't you wish it had remembered you?
*breath of mortality*]]> 1438605 no no Wed, 14 Jun 2017 00:37:32 +0200 2017-06-14T00:37:32+02:00 4:29 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/hurtis-cursed-assurance/
Written and Performed by Jonathan Hodges

Lyrics:
Some people don't start aging
Until it's too late
to fully recover
What's been lost and destroyed.

Some turn 16, and never get a day past it.
Nothin much hasn't changed.

You didn't have to
take it out on me.
All I ever wanted
was someone
Someone to look up to.

We become most what we hate--and can't beat
And since I couldn't beat you I became you instead.

Our dysfunctions are fed by
Familial presence. They coddle
And bribe with cursed assurance.

Does anyone really love you?
If they can't tell you when you're wrong
Do you know for sure
that anybody really loves you?

If you were scared, you never said a thing.
And if you hated me, I don't know what I've done.

I found darkness
I know you have too.

We'll all find darkness
I just wanted
to laugh at it with you.

Does anyone really love you.
Does anyone really love you.
Does anyone really love you.
Do you even love yourself?]]>
Written and Performed by Jonathan Hodges

Lyrics:
Some people don't start aging
Until it's too late
to fully recover
What's been lost and destroyed.

Some turn 16, and never get a day past it.
Nothin much hasn't changed.

You didn't have to
take it out on me.
All I ever wanted
was someone
Someone to look up to.

We become most what we hate--and can't beat
And since I couldn't beat you I became you instead.

Our dysfunctions are fed by
Familial presence. They coddle
And bribe with cursed assurance.

Does anyone really love you?
If they can't tell you when you're wrong
Do you know for sure
that anybody really loves you?

If you were scared, you never said a thing.
And if you hated me, I don't know what I've done.

I found darkness
I know you have too.

We'll all find darkness
I just wanted
to laugh at it with you.

Does anyone really love you.
Does anyone really love you.
Does anyone really love you.
Do you even love yourself?]]> 1438607 no no Thu, 01 Jun 2017 17:55:43 +0200 2017-06-01T17:55:43+02:00 6:20 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/kill-it-with-fire-get-rid-of-it/
Written and performed by Jonathan Hodges

Lyrics:
It's become difficult to breathe.
These wounds weren't this deep before.

I wasn't paying attention,
And now it's all too present.

We’ve colonized ourselves, and progress isn’t what it's said to be.
We’ve purchased a lie with our lives. And our children's children's children's.

Insecurity like a weed through sidewalks grows. And our lies have watered the concrete.

Let's cut down these stalks,
and pile them in the furnace
of our fathers and their faults.

Burn it all away. Kill it with fire, and burn it all away.

Revolutions are just misspelled disasters
—the befuddled confusion of words.

We don't know what we want,
but we don't know
what we don't want either.

As long as there's blood, then we'll be remembered.
Grab as much as you can
—before it waters the sidewalks of concrete.

Burn it all away. In the fires of Mordor. Cast it into the fire. (Get rid of it) The fires of Mordor.

Get rid of it.

We've colonized ourselves.
We've colonized ourselves.
We've colonized ourselves.]]>
Written and performed by Jonathan Hodges

Lyrics:
It's become difficult to breathe.
These wounds weren't this deep before.

I wasn't paying attention,
And now it's all too present.

We’ve colonized ourselves, and progress isn’t what it's said to be.
We’ve purchased a lie with our lives. And our children's children's children's.

Insecurity like a weed through sidewalks grows. And our lies have watered the concrete.

Let's cut down these stalks,
and pile them in the furnace
of our fathers and their faults.

Burn it all away. Kill it with fire, and burn it all away.

Revolutions are just misspelled disasters
—the befuddled confusion of words.

We don't know what we want,
but we don't know
what we don't want either.

As long as there's blood, then we'll be remembered.
Grab as much as you can
—before it waters the sidewalks of concrete.

Burn it all away. In the fires of Mordor. Cast it into the fire. (Get rid of it) The fires of Mordor.

Get rid of it.

We've colonized ourselves.
We've colonized ourselves.
We've colonized ourselves.]]> 1438609 no no Sat, 27 May 2017 23:19:37 +0200 2017-05-27T23:19:37+02:00 6:35 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/make-an-interrogative/
Lyrics and performances by Vivian and Jonathan Hodges

Lyrics:
Do you know what happens to me
It goes in a row like one, two, three

Everyone knows instantly
Everyone knows what you're thinking

Even though you're listening
You don't understand.

Until you're older, a few years later, you'll have to let the memory go.

Hush, just say what you mean. While everyone paying attention.
This is your moment, ask us the right questions.

Please. Make an interrogative.
Please. Make an interrogative.]]>
Lyrics and performances by Vivian and Jonathan Hodges

Lyrics:
Do you know what happens to me
It goes in a row like one, two, three

Everyone knows instantly
Everyone knows what you're thinking

Even though you're listening
You don't understand.

Until you're older, a few years later, you'll have to let the memory go.

Hush, just say what you mean. While everyone paying attention.
This is your moment, ask us the right questions.

Please. Make an interrogative.
Please. Make an interrogative.]]> 1438610 no no Wed, 24 May 2017 19:13:09 +0200 2017-05-24T19:13:09+02:00 3:05 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/plans-if-there-is-such-a-thing/
Written and performed by Jonathan Hodges

Lyrics:

I threw my socks across the room in a jealous flurry of rage.
It didn't really feel better, but I liked the way they looked.

Why can't anything go as planned? How much worse would it be if it did?

Who's making plans today? Who's making plans anyway?

Dead people had plans once too... but I suppose they ended up as planned?

Yesterday and tomorrow never seem to come, so I guess we're stuck right here.

Whatever happens... Will you still be my friend at the end?
Whatever happens… Will you still be my friend at the end?]]>
Written and performed by Jonathan Hodges

Lyrics:

I threw my socks across the room in a jealous flurry of rage.
It didn't really feel better, but I liked the way they looked.

Why can't anything go as planned? How much worse would it be if it did?

Who's making plans today? Who's making plans anyway?

Dead people had plans once too... but I suppose they ended up as planned?

Yesterday and tomorrow never seem to come, so I guess we're stuck right here.

Whatever happens... Will you still be my friend at the end?
Whatever happens… Will you still be my friend at the end?]]> 1438611 no no Fri, 19 May 2017 00:09:54 +0200 2017-05-19T00:09:54+02:00 3:39 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/airo-plains/

Written* and Performed by Jonathan Hodges

Lyrics:
Airplanes fall towards the sky
Another day has passed us by
By the most beautiful seconds of our misery.

These numbers and letters they
govern our lives so...
they delete what really mattered,
insatiably they grow.

So come run and hide with me.
Come along and fly with me.

Trees droop towards the earth.
Light smiles through their branches
onto my head.

So we'll swallow our joy and relief.
And hate ourselves a little longer. A little longer.

*I do not take full credit for the opening theme, as it was loosely developed a few years ago in collaboration with Nate Zivin—a friend with whom I used to write exclusively. I came across an old voice memo recording of that writing session, and figured, since it doesn't appear to be going anywhere, that I would grant this happy melody a song.]]>

Written* and Performed by Jonathan Hodges

Lyrics:
Airplanes fall towards the sky
Another day has passed us by
By the most beautiful seconds of our misery.

These numbers and letters they
govern our lives so...
they delete what really mattered,
insatiably they grow.

So come run and hide with me.
Come along and fly with me.

Trees droop towards the earth.
Light smiles through their branches
onto my head.

So we'll swallow our joy and relief.
And hate ourselves a little longer. A little longer.

*I do not take full credit for the opening theme, as it was loosely developed a few years ago in collaboration with Nate Zivin—a friend with whom I used to write exclusively. I came across an old voice memo recording of that writing session, and figured, since it doesn't appear to be going anywhere, that I would grant this happy melody a song.]]> 1438612 no no Wed, 17 May 2017 18:11:45 +0200 2017-05-17T18:11:45+02:00 3:16 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/garbage-men-hell-on-earth/
Written and performed by Jonathan Hodges.
Recorded with the generous help of Nick Farmer.

Lyrics:

If we all woke up tomorrow as garbage men… Would we say
that was part of God’s plan?

Were we to be content, wouldn’t that be a waste?
But weren’t we supposed to get rid of the waste?


Is life a progression of wasted opportunity,
or are we right where we’re supposed to be?

Shouldn’t we be scared?

All around me I see misplaced confidence… But does it really have a place? (It can sleep on my couch)

I don’t wanna be redundant.
Aren’t we redundant?

Chorus:
So I’ll cry in the shower, get it all out, (less of a mess)
it doesn’t really even matter what it’s all about. (What’s it all about?)

It’s nothing in particular,
But it’s everything at once.

Sometimes I think hell is being shown what you could’ve been if you hadn’t been or done that one thing. That it’s being made fully aware of just what a failure you really were. You really are. You really will be.]]>
Written and performed by Jonathan Hodges.
Recorded with the generous help of Nick Farmer.

Lyrics:

If we all woke up tomorrow as garbage men… Would we say
that was part of God’s plan?

Were we to be content, wouldn’t that be a waste?
But weren’t we supposed to get rid of the waste?


Is life a progression of wasted opportunity,
or are we right where we’re supposed to be?

Shouldn’t we be scared?

All around me I see misplaced confidence… But does it really have a place? (It can sleep on my couch)

I don’t wanna be redundant.
Aren’t we redundant?

Chorus:
So I’ll cry in the shower, get it all out, (less of a mess)
it doesn’t really even matter what it’s all about. (What’s it all about?)

It’s nothing in particular,
But it’s everything at once.

Sometimes I think hell is being shown what you could’ve been if you hadn’t been or done that one thing. That it’s being made fully aware of just what a failure you really were. You really are. You really will be.]]> 1438613 no no Sun, 14 May 2017 01:48:13 +0200 2017-05-14T01:48:13+02:00 3:21 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/smile/
Lyrics and performance by Jonathan Hodges

Lyrics:
The sunrise set upon my misery. It shined upon you, and I saw you to.
Your eyes shown in our darkness, and I cried just to see such joy...

But in your smile, misery never looked so good—why do lies taste so good?

I knew it couldn't have lasted, but I knew one day it'd be the past. Whatever happiness I could give to you, I'll bear with the pain, and hope that what you were hoping to gain.]]>
Lyrics and performance by Jonathan Hodges

Lyrics:
The sunrise set upon my misery. It shined upon you, and I saw you to.
Your eyes shown in our darkness, and I cried just to see such joy...

But in your smile, misery never looked so good—why do lies taste so good?

I knew it couldn't have lasted, but I knew one day it'd be the past. Whatever happiness I could give to you, I'll bear with the pain, and hope that what you were hoping to gain.]]> 1438614 no no Thu, 11 May 2017 18:47:19 +0200 2017-05-11T18:47:19+02:00 2:10 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/certain-uncertainty/
Lyrics, music, and performance by Jonathan Hodges
Artwork by Charles Hodges

Lyrics:
My sorrows are my own, but I bear them best with you…
And if you knew too much, we might be through.

Death doesn’t walk on two legs, he floats ever present in my dreams. In my dreams.

My life haunts me with certain uncertainty
Certain uncertainty.

My sorrows are my own, but I bear them best with you…
And if you knew too much, we might be through]]>
Lyrics, music, and performance by Jonathan Hodges
Artwork by Charles Hodges

Lyrics:
My sorrows are my own, but I bear them best with you…
And if you knew too much, we might be through.

Death doesn’t walk on two legs, he floats ever present in my dreams. In my dreams.

My life haunts me with certain uncertainty
Certain uncertainty.

My sorrows are my own, but I bear them best with you…
And if you knew too much, we might be through]]> 1438615 no no Sun, 07 May 2017 03:18:39 +0200 2017-05-07T03:18:39+02:00 2:09 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/hopeless-agitation-mixed-version/ Breakups are hard.
Relationships are Breakups.

Artwork by Charles Hodges]]> Breakups are hard.
Relationships are Breakups.

Artwork by Charles Hodges]]> 1438616 no no Sat, 06 May 2017 23:23:41 +0200 2017-05-06T23:23:41+02:00 3:24 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/wrestlessness/ In a sentence this song is comprised by this: The collective madness consumed by individuals, so monomaniacally infatuated with their respective image(s), they became the collective.
"Let's join hands and burn the house down."

Lyrics:

Is that voice in your head, or is it in mine? I don't know... I thought I heard it vibrate.

My ears are ringing, somebody stop the noise. My toes are tired, and it hurts to blink.

We are all individuals the host proclaimed. Why do we all have to think the same?

Press the like button, and burn down our future. Everyone's a mess but me. Millions of losers.

**After that your guess is as good as mine**]]> In a sentence this song is comprised by this: The collective madness consumed by individuals, so monomaniacally infatuated with their respective image(s), they became the collective.
"Let's join hands and burn the house down."

Lyrics:

Is that voice in your head, or is it in mine? I don't know... I thought I heard it vibrate.

My ears are ringing, somebody stop the noise. My toes are tired, and it hurts to blink.

We are all individuals the host proclaimed. Why do we all have to think the same?

Press the like button, and burn down our future. Everyone's a mess but me. Millions of losers.

**After that your guess is as good as mine**]]> 1438617 no no Tue, 25 Apr 2017 00:21:45 +0200 2017-04-25T00:21:45+02:00 2:50 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/hopeless-agitation/ Credit to Travis Carroll who gave of his time freely so I could fix some of the chord progressions, etcetera.
Lyrics, and performance by Jonathan Hodges

Lyrics:
When I first met you, I was blinded by fluorescent lighting.
And If I could have seen you... I would have been muddled beyond restraint.

Cuz it's not you. It's not you... It's not you...
It's prolly you.

Most of life's miseries--they're self inflicted. Our want's desires so mutually conflicted.
Cuz if it wasn't you. It'd probably be her. And since it wasn't her… It had to be you.

But I just couldn't live without you.
And now that you're gone, I'm not doing much better.
got rid of the noise.

And the silence it burns.

What a thing to miss you.
What a thing to be missed by you.
I'm afraid I can't have you.
But I'm elated you can't have me.

So here we are at the end. Surrounded by broken people.
And if you're broken too, then I suppose I'd like to have you.

It'll only take about a year, before I write this song about you.
Before this song is about you too.]]> Credit to Travis Carroll who gave of his time freely so I could fix some of the chord progressions, etcetera.
Lyrics, and performance by Jonathan Hodges

Lyrics:
When I first met you, I was blinded by fluorescent lighting.
And If I could have seen you... I would have been muddled beyond restraint.

Cuz it's not you. It's not you... It's not you...
It's prolly you.

Most of life's miseries--they're self inflicted. Our want's desires so mutually conflicted.
Cuz if it wasn't you. It'd probably be her. And since it wasn't her… It had to be you.

But I just couldn't live without you.
And now that you're gone, I'm not doing much better.
got rid of the noise.

And the silence it burns.

What a thing to miss you.
What a thing to be missed by you.
I'm afraid I can't have you.
But I'm elated you can't have me.

So here we are at the end. Surrounded by broken people.
And if you're broken too, then I suppose I'd like to have you.

It'll only take about a year, before I write this song about you.
Before this song is about you too.]]> 1438618 no no Sun, 23 Apr 2017 06:11:18 +0200 2017-04-23T06:11:18+02:00 3:24 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/love-of-my-life-cover/ 1438619 no no Mon, 27 Mar 2017 02:34:19 +0200 2017-03-27T02:34:19+02:00 2:47 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/normal-song-cover/ 1438620 no no Wed, 15 Mar 2017 23:44:54 +0100 2017-03-15T23:44:54+01:00 4:05 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/heartbreak-at-sunrise/ Jonathan Hodges: Classical Guitar; Voice
Caroline Hodges: Cello; Voice
Sam Ahmadi: Guitar; Voice
Nate Zivin: Piano]]> Jonathan Hodges: Classical Guitar; Voice
Caroline Hodges: Cello; Voice
Sam Ahmadi: Guitar; Voice
Nate Zivin: Piano]]> 1438621 no no Sat, 27 Aug 2016 16:24:27 +0200 2016-08-27T16:24:27+02:00 19:56 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/the-duality-of-mind-and-body-crystals-in-sand/ The Hodgezaadie Quartet is composed of: Jonathan (violin) & Caroline (cello) Hodges, Sam Ahmadi (guitar), and Nate Zivin (piano).
]]> The Hodgezaadie Quartet is composed of: Jonathan (violin) & Caroline (cello) Hodges, Sam Ahmadi (guitar), and Nate Zivin (piano).
]]> 1438622 no no Fri, 29 Jul 2016 22:39:04 +0200 2016-07-29T22:39:04+02:00 7:18 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/endlessly-muse-cover/ 1438623 no no Sun, 19 Jun 2016 07:04:27 +0200 2016-06-19T07:04:27+02:00 3:12 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/choking-on-cough-drops-demo/ Yet again this track offers a different genre and ultimate direction of sound for the band, and thus we are thrilled to see where our future recordings will take us--we hope to include violin on future tracks, along with an innovative approach to Jazz in this coming album. Every track we create is informed wholly by the immediacy and the moment of the recording studio, and as such there is a definitive factor of improvised direction——regardless of what the appearance may convey. We welcome any and all criticism, and look forward with great anticipation to any and all feedback.
Track Notes: The finished track will provide the listener with, as of yet unheard, newly written verses sung by Nathaniel in the style of Bob Dylan. Given time constraints we were only capable of recording my vocal and guitar tracks. Nathaniel's tracks will be added in the official alteration of this demo. Additionally, there may or may not be a badass guitar solo.

Lyrics by Jonathan Hodges, and Nate Zivin.
All Music is the collaborative effort of Jonathan Hodges and Nate Zivin.
Lyrics:
"Oh my Depressed psychiatrist
Am I the reason for your squeezing sadness?
You're choking on cough drops,
You're runnin' through train stops,
you're biggering your apparent mess.

The nightingale sings you a song;
You are so very alone,
But please don't
Leave me alone, alone.

Eventually Trash bins become dump trucks,
Drowning in tearful
Rain drops from above.
Cause I'm lonely,
Please provide your
Manufactured consolation.
Don't leave me alone
Don't leave me
Alone."

*Mathew Bellamy Solo* (#teehee)]]> Yet again this track offers a different genre and ultimate direction of sound for the band, and thus we are thrilled to see where our future recordings will take us--we hope to include violin on future tracks, along with an innovative approach to Jazz in this coming album. Every track we create is informed wholly by the immediacy and the moment of the recording studio, and as such there is a definitive factor of improvised direction——regardless of what the appearance may convey. We welcome any and all criticism, and look forward with great anticipation to any and all feedback.
Track Notes: The finished track will provide the listener with, as of yet unheard, newly written verses sung by Nathaniel in the style of Bob Dylan. Given time constraints we were only capable of recording my vocal and guitar tracks. Nathaniel's tracks will be added in the official alteration of this demo. Additionally, there may or may not be a badass guitar solo.

Lyrics by Jonathan Hodges, and Nate Zivin.
All Music is the collaborative effort of Jonathan Hodges and Nate Zivin.
Lyrics:
"Oh my Depressed psychiatrist
Am I the reason for your squeezing sadness?
You're choking on cough drops,
You're runnin' through train stops,
you're biggering your apparent mess.

The nightingale sings you a song;
You are so very alone,
But please don't
Leave me alone, alone.

Eventually Trash bins become dump trucks,
Drowning in tearful
Rain drops from above.
Cause I'm lonely,
Please provide your
Manufactured consolation.
Don't leave me alone
Don't leave me
Alone."

*Mathew Bellamy Solo* (#teehee)]]> 1438625 no no Mon, 30 May 2016 02:21:03 +0200 2016-05-30T02:21:03+02:00 3:32 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/improvisation-no-2-afflictus/ 1438626 no no Thu, 10 Mar 2016 22:08:35 +0100 2016-03-10T22:08:35+01:00 5:01 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/skyfall-cover/ 1438627 no no Sun, 17 Jan 2016 22:37:19 +0100 2016-01-17T22:37:19+01:00 4:30 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/falling-away-with-you-cover/ 1438628 no no Fri, 06 Nov 2015 05:20:45 +0100 2015-11-06T05:20:45+01:00 4:47 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/house-of-the-rising-sun-cover/ 1438630 no no Sun, 18 Oct 2015 00:38:49 +0200 2015-10-18T00:38:49+02:00 6:02 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/dark-skies/ Lyrics:
Birds crash into
pane-less windows
lifeless bodies
Completely crushed.
Twitching with death’s animation
Twitching with death's animation.


Dark Skies cast their lights
on invisible shadows
burning their shapes into our pasts
Collecting on interest long overdue

Uncomfortable words
Overused and confiscated
Lives overrun
Possessed and damned


Gods and rulers
Abused and grotesque
In tandem confused
Thrown in with the refuse.
Thrown in with the refuse
Lyrics by Jonathan Hodges
Music by Jonathan Hodges and Nate Zivin]]> Lyrics:
Birds crash into
pane-less windows
lifeless bodies
Completely crushed.
Twitching with death’s animation
Twitching with death's animation.


Dark Skies cast their lights
on invisible shadows
burning their shapes into our pasts
Collecting on interest long overdue

Uncomfortable words
Overused and confiscated
Lives overrun
Possessed and damned


Gods and rulers
Abused and grotesque
In tandem confused
Thrown in with the refuse.
Thrown in with the refuse
Lyrics by Jonathan Hodges
Music by Jonathan Hodges and Nate Zivin]]> 1438631 no no Thu, 01 Oct 2015 06:40:10 +0200 2015-10-01T06:40:10+02:00 7:27 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/acliplation/ Mysteries undefined
Solutions we'll never find
Confusion spreads
Contagious exile

Comedians' faces remain unchanged
Hidden behind masked rage
Grotesque in form
Forever forlorn

Lyrics by Jonathan Hodges; Music by Nate Zivin and Jonathan Hodges]]> Mysteries undefined
Solutions we'll never find
Confusion spreads
Contagious exile

Comedians' faces remain unchanged
Hidden behind masked rage
Grotesque in form
Forever forlorn

Lyrics by Jonathan Hodges; Music by Nate Zivin and Jonathan Hodges]]> 1438632 no no Sat, 12 Sep 2015 17:12:22 +0200 2015-09-12T17:12:22+02:00 5:15 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/dinosaurs/ Wake up this morning
clean and alive
Climbed out of bed
With one thing in my mind

Dinosaurs fighting for carpeted territory
fending for themselves
In my library

When they roamed the earth
They stomped and stormed around
Now that they're gone
They tend to clean up pretty well

Perfectly sculpted
Perfectly shaped
Dinosaurs romping
Curious mistakes

From the scales on their toes
To the tip of their nose
They're frightening and scary
Even in my library

Dinosaurs fighting for carpeted territory
fending for themselves
In my library

To think that once upon a time
They ruled the whole world
And now they just rule mine
Lyrics And Music by Jonathan Hodges
Song idea by Nate Zivin]]> Wake up this morning
clean and alive
Climbed out of bed
With one thing in my mind

Dinosaurs fighting for carpeted territory
fending for themselves
In my library

When they roamed the earth
They stomped and stormed around
Now that they're gone
They tend to clean up pretty well

Perfectly sculpted
Perfectly shaped
Dinosaurs romping
Curious mistakes

From the scales on their toes
To the tip of their nose
They're frightening and scary
Even in my library

Dinosaurs fighting for carpeted territory
fending for themselves
In my library

To think that once upon a time
They ruled the whole world
And now they just rule mine
Lyrics And Music by Jonathan Hodges
Song idea by Nate Zivin]]> 1438633 no no Wed, 26 Aug 2015 16:19:08 +0200 2015-08-26T16:19:08+02:00 3:57 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/blooming-frustrations/ A flower blooms before it dies
A sun sets so the moon can rise
And so a story is told
And so a story ends

Seeds of man are spent
Spread from stem to stern
A generation gone
A new one just began
Lyrics by Jonathan Hodges
Music by Jonathan Hodges and Nate Zivin
Artwork by Charles Hodges]]> A flower blooms before it dies
A sun sets so the moon can rise
And so a story is told
And so a story ends

Seeds of man are spent
Spread from stem to stern
A generation gone
A new one just began
Lyrics by Jonathan Hodges
Music by Jonathan Hodges and Nate Zivin
Artwork by Charles Hodges]]> 1438634 no no Sun, 23 Aug 2015 07:05:56 +0200 2015-08-23T07:05:56+02:00 2:09 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/citizen-erased/ 1438635 no no Fri, 21 Aug 2015 19:39:11 +0200 2015-08-21T19:39:11+02:00 0:51 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/tom-waits-disturbs-children/ 1438636 no no Fri, 21 Aug 2015 19:26:44 +0200 2015-08-21T19:26:44+02:00 3:44 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/undefeated/ As the stars come out
Picture a child
Running forever
Motionless
Stuck to the sky

Surround the depths of your depravity
Defeat the undefeated foe
Break free for the sublime

In one place
To fly
Solitarily Confined
Visible to all man-kind

Surround the depths of your depravity
Defeat the undefeated foe
Break free for the sublime

Captured by the human eye
Holding onto stalking spies
~Lyrics and music by Jonathan Hodges and Nate Zivin
Album Artwork by Charles Hodges]]> As the stars come out
Picture a child
Running forever
Motionless
Stuck to the sky

Surround the depths of your depravity
Defeat the undefeated foe
Break free for the sublime

In one place
To fly
Solitarily Confined
Visible to all man-kind

Surround the depths of your depravity
Defeat the undefeated foe
Break free for the sublime

Captured by the human eye
Holding onto stalking spies
~Lyrics and music by Jonathan Hodges and Nate Zivin
Album Artwork by Charles Hodges]]> 1438637 no no Fri, 21 Aug 2015 07:42:13 +0200 2015-08-21T07:42:13+02:00 3:41 https://hearthis.at/bomethius/strange-petto-files/ Music by Nate Zivin and Jonathan Hodges
Lyrics by Nate Zivin]]> Music by Nate Zivin and Jonathan Hodges
Lyrics by Nate Zivin]]> 1438638 no no Fri, 14 Aug 2015 19:53:48 +0200 2015-08-14T19:53:48+02:00 2:14