Thu, 23 Apr 2026 21:25:22 +0200 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/ en-EN contact@hearthis.at contact@hearthis.at https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/ https://img.hearthis.at/7/8/0/_/uploads/247285/image_user/w1400_h1400_q70_ptrue_v2_----cropped_1585921778087.jpg no no https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/the-fruit-ground-my-feet/
Fruit (ground my feet)

For decades in a row
I’ve been Withering the ground
My skin is badly scarred
And grass is all around
As many leaves have grown
But some were downed for plains
Razed to make some room
For ardent growing pains

For all tomorrow’s parties
Who rolled to pregnant ground,
Sing anthems to the crowds
That make a world go round

Here is what I wish
On my solid gravel bed
Ground my feet, please
Here is what I wish
For impervious contempt
Ground my feet
Somewhere else

I’m waiting for the day that
Somebody comes along
To boot me in the skin
And my inevitable spin
Might land on tender clay
Fifty feet away
Indifferent of the bruises
For he who lingers loses

To be tomorrow’s party
With roots in willing ground
Opportunities abound
And make a world go round]]>
Fruit (ground my feet)

For decades in a row
I’ve been Withering the ground
My skin is badly scarred
And grass is all around
As many leaves have grown
But some were downed for plains
Razed to make some room
For ardent growing pains

For all tomorrow’s parties
Who rolled to pregnant ground,
Sing anthems to the crowds
That make a world go round

Here is what I wish
On my solid gravel bed
Ground my feet, please
Here is what I wish
For impervious contempt
Ground my feet
Somewhere else

I’m waiting for the day that
Somebody comes along
To boot me in the skin
And my inevitable spin
Might land on tender clay
Fifty feet away
Indifferent of the bruises
For he who lingers loses

To be tomorrow’s party
With roots in willing ground
Opportunities abound
And make a world go round]]> 6979055 no no Fri, 12 Aug 2022 02:11:07 +0200 2022-08-12T02:11:07+02:00 4:56 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/kafkas-green-beans/
Kafka’s Green Beans

It may be an idea
To have a grooming dick
Tattooed on my cheeks
Like a permanent sideburn
To show I’m a man
And I’m also the guy
Who cares for the arts
As much as I can.

A ready double remedy
A point to my community
To paint me one of them
Or never again.

Tell me the news
I’ll believe anything
Red is blue is green
Red is blue is green

If that’s what I need
To be respected by all
I’ll purchase a Tee
Made of womanskin
To show that I know
There’s too many of us
And I care for recycling
As much as I can

A double ready remedy
Soft and warm against the cold
The fashion of the bold
Or never again.]]>
Kafka’s Green Beans

It may be an idea
To have a grooming dick
Tattooed on my cheeks
Like a permanent sideburn
To show I’m a man
And I’m also the guy
Who cares for the arts
As much as I can.

A ready double remedy
A point to my community
To paint me one of them
Or never again.

Tell me the news
I’ll believe anything
Red is blue is green
Red is blue is green

If that’s what I need
To be respected by all
I’ll purchase a Tee
Made of womanskin
To show that I know
There’s too many of us
And I care for recycling
As much as I can

A double ready remedy
Soft and warm against the cold
The fashion of the bold
Or never again.]]> 6703361 no no Fri, 22 Apr 2022 00:11:43 +0200 2022-04-22T00:11:43+02:00 3:32 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/play-it-safe/
The song started with a project that I volunteered in, but I lost confidence in how it was being managed, so I quit. I am sorry that I felt that I had to, but it was all about a matter of insights that I didn't think could easily be mediated.

I still had my own recordings, so I then played the instruments that were still missing, and replaced some to avoid copyright tribulations.

So, that is also why I chose for the topic. I did remove the top, but took precaution to do this before it would self-ignite.

Play it Safe

A flask under pressure
with its drink gone to waste
The tension within
Nearly ready to spin
To the floor

Things that we say
Sink like flakes to the chime
To a sediment rhyme
Of a smothering snow fall
In a glass snow ball

It’s safer to not turn the top
It’s safer to not let it up
It’s safer to keep it all in
Or lie to get rid of it

At the end of the day
We might rasp what remains
From a bite in the bung
- Riposting of sorts
To the floor

Although some types of drink
Need some time to mature
At the end of the day
Do I want to endure
Or move the stink]]>
The song started with a project that I volunteered in, but I lost confidence in how it was being managed, so I quit. I am sorry that I felt that I had to, but it was all about a matter of insights that I didn't think could easily be mediated.

I still had my own recordings, so I then played the instruments that were still missing, and replaced some to avoid copyright tribulations.

So, that is also why I chose for the topic. I did remove the top, but took precaution to do this before it would self-ignite.

Play it Safe

A flask under pressure
with its drink gone to waste
The tension within
Nearly ready to spin
To the floor

Things that we say
Sink like flakes to the chime
To a sediment rhyme
Of a smothering snow fall
In a glass snow ball

It’s safer to not turn the top
It’s safer to not let it up
It’s safer to keep it all in
Or lie to get rid of it

At the end of the day
We might rasp what remains
From a bite in the bung
- Riposting of sorts
To the floor

Although some types of drink
Need some time to mature
At the end of the day
Do I want to endure
Or move the stink]]> 5155492 no no Thu, 24 Sep 2020 22:35:46 +0200 2020-09-24T22:35:46+02:00 3:32 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/coze/
© Pleudoniem 2020

Coze

Talk lies bare
On an underground sheet
Wrinkled in ways
That makes it
Stubborn to read

With touch dying down
In this surplus of sound
The clicks from the keys
Of the brazen abound

Which cautions
Not to answer them
Who knows I might turn
Into one of them

Incoming news
The cacophonous coze
The jibber jabber
In collusion with those
That have entered before
And are echoing still
That have entered before
And are echoing still

As the pavement deflects
Bouncing bickering noise
The flags on the wall
Show
The tiny and tall

In comes a wave
Of shows and parades
The roar of the mice
Often rashly displayed
But I’m looking for lights
Moving down in the shades
The temperate ones
The reticent ones

And caution
Not to step on them
Imagine your cheek
To be one of them]]>
© Pleudoniem 2020

Coze

Talk lies bare
On an underground sheet
Wrinkled in ways
That makes it
Stubborn to read

With touch dying down
In this surplus of sound
The clicks from the keys
Of the brazen abound

Which cautions
Not to answer them
Who knows I might turn
Into one of them

Incoming news
The cacophonous coze
The jibber jabber
In collusion with those
That have entered before
And are echoing still
That have entered before
And are echoing still

As the pavement deflects
Bouncing bickering noise
The flags on the wall
Show
The tiny and tall

In comes a wave
Of shows and parades
The roar of the mice
Often rashly displayed
But I’m looking for lights
Moving down in the shades
The temperate ones
The reticent ones

And caution
Not to step on them
Imagine your cheek
To be one of them]]> 4856296 no no Sun, 14 Jun 2020 03:42:54 +0200 2020-06-14T03:42:54+02:00 4:35 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/days-go-by/ Sienna Little: lyrics and vocals

This is @Pleudoniem & @SiennaLittle's contribution to the Songwriter's Kitchen Challenge, the last one in 2019. Knowing that we work in very different ways and are used to very different styles, it was an arduous a task, and I hope you like the result. Sienna Little, who wrote and sang the lyric, chose to reflect on the idea that her baby girl, who is now still very little, will grow bigger. Will she then remember what it was like when the little Lady outgrows the baby stage?

The song has a jazzy feel and it is in 6/8.

Days Go By

Everything’s changed
in the blink of an-

Eyes like mine
and a gorgeous
Smile lights up
the darkest-

Days go by
I try
to keep you close
So I won’t forget
I won’t forget

It’s a miracle
how you
Shining beauty
and a vibrant,
Personally,
you amaze me
Every-

My little Charlotte

Days go by
I try
to keep you close
So I won’t forget
How it felt at the start

You grow and bloom
just like a
Blossoms and flowers
bringing the color
Full of love
for you every-

Days go by
I try
to keep you close
So I won’t forget
How it felt at the start

The painting is 'Mother with Cradle' by Guiseppe Mazzolini.]]> Sienna Little: lyrics and vocals

This is @Pleudoniem & @SiennaLittle's contribution to the Songwriter's Kitchen Challenge, the last one in 2019. Knowing that we work in very different ways and are used to very different styles, it was an arduous a task, and I hope you like the result. Sienna Little, who wrote and sang the lyric, chose to reflect on the idea that her baby girl, who is now still very little, will grow bigger. Will she then remember what it was like when the little Lady outgrows the baby stage?

The song has a jazzy feel and it is in 6/8.

Days Go By

Everything’s changed
in the blink of an-

Eyes like mine
and a gorgeous
Smile lights up
the darkest-

Days go by
I try
to keep you close
So I won’t forget
I won’t forget

It’s a miracle
how you
Shining beauty
and a vibrant,
Personally,
you amaze me
Every-

My little Charlotte

Days go by
I try
to keep you close
So I won’t forget
How it felt at the start

You grow and bloom
just like a
Blossoms and flowers
bringing the color
Full of love
for you every-

Days go by
I try
to keep you close
So I won’t forget
How it felt at the start

The painting is 'Mother with Cradle' by Guiseppe Mazzolini.]]> 4162575 no no Sat, 14 Dec 2019 14:55:20 +0100 2019-12-14T14:55:20+01:00 4:24 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/the-silence-of-the-crow/
I just couldn't help it. The lyric was inspired by Edgar Allan Poe, Wordsworth, a bit by Robert Frost, and Coleridge, as they all spoke to me from the knots and the naughts in the planks in my studio. But admittedly, the magic words have a romantic flavour.

**The silence of the Crow
**
A song so quite mellifluous
(I was) dozing in the petrichor
A lilting morning dew
Horizoning my view

I loved this blissful reverie
That quintessential calm
The languor of seclusion

The dazzling daylight water
She spoke to me so sonorant
So redolent and pure
So honest and demure

As if she meant to say
Just hear this little lullaby
And sleep to it for evermore

And suddenly that crow
Caught my unsuspecting eye
Sudden like a phoenix
Ubiquitous but sly

Are you a secret harbinger
A ripple or some ogre
A gateway into Hades

Alluring as it was
It landed on the sand
And revelled in a snail
Cruelly finishing its tale

It looked so lithe and black
But eyes so strangely elegant,
A gossamer between us.

For want of an epiphany
Or furtive serendipity
I murmured at the critter
- It didn’t seem to bother

Tell me beast, is that your toy
The end of me, without a noise?
I’d been hoping for some more]]>
I just couldn't help it. The lyric was inspired by Edgar Allan Poe, Wordsworth, a bit by Robert Frost, and Coleridge, as they all spoke to me from the knots and the naughts in the planks in my studio. But admittedly, the magic words have a romantic flavour.

**The silence of the Crow
**
A song so quite mellifluous
(I was) dozing in the petrichor
A lilting morning dew
Horizoning my view

I loved this blissful reverie
That quintessential calm
The languor of seclusion

The dazzling daylight water
She spoke to me so sonorant
So redolent and pure
So honest and demure

As if she meant to say
Just hear this little lullaby
And sleep to it for evermore

And suddenly that crow
Caught my unsuspecting eye
Sudden like a phoenix
Ubiquitous but sly

Are you a secret harbinger
A ripple or some ogre
A gateway into Hades

Alluring as it was
It landed on the sand
And revelled in a snail
Cruelly finishing its tale

It looked so lithe and black
But eyes so strangely elegant,
A gossamer between us.

For want of an epiphany
Or furtive serendipity
I murmured at the critter
- It didn’t seem to bother

Tell me beast, is that your toy
The end of me, without a noise?
I’d been hoping for some more]]> 3037525 no no Tue, 23 Apr 2019 20:04:30 +0200 2019-04-23T20:04:30+02:00 4:02 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/two-minutes-late/
Two minutes late

Time’s breaking six
So the shops shut their doors
On me.
I’m two minutes too late
For my groceries

Now she’s tapping her index
On the sign on the door
That reads
‘sorry, we’re closed’ very gallingly

I don’t have the voice
To curse at the girl
As I’m watching her act
Like a clip on my phone

And they're all in concord
It must be a collusion
Against modern day man
And they all dim their blue lights
A curt interruption
Of my modern day mind

My fingers have numbed
They just can’t swipe from the cold
Anymore.
This modern man scheme
Has now deeply invaded me

And captured my waldo
It must be the government
fiddling
And not just the season -
That freezes the lights

And I don’t have the drive
To curse at the monsters
My screen’s in a frenzy
And yelling at me]]>
Two minutes late

Time’s breaking six
So the shops shut their doors
On me.
I’m two minutes too late
For my groceries

Now she’s tapping her index
On the sign on the door
That reads
‘sorry, we’re closed’ very gallingly

I don’t have the voice
To curse at the girl
As I’m watching her act
Like a clip on my phone

And they're all in concord
It must be a collusion
Against modern day man
And they all dim their blue lights
A curt interruption
Of my modern day mind

My fingers have numbed
They just can’t swipe from the cold
Anymore.
This modern man scheme
Has now deeply invaded me

And captured my waldo
It must be the government
fiddling
And not just the season -
That freezes the lights

And I don’t have the drive
To curse at the monsters
My screen’s in a frenzy
And yelling at me]]> 2995511 no no Sat, 06 Apr 2019 22:16:08 +0200 2019-04-06T22:16:08+02:00 4:38 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/change-collab-with-fabienne-verreydt/
Music: Pleudoniem
Lyrics: Pleudoniem & @fabienne-verreydt
Vocals: @fabienne-verreydt

Change

When we used to meet
I had a desperate need to hold you
And everything felt great
Until the chord broke

My mind is at a loss, so
Please, give me a connection
I’d try to make you love me
The way I’d like to love you

Change
O please change!
Will you change?
Why can’t breathe when I speak of you
Why can’t I think when in need of you.

Thinking of you
makes the clock keep ticking slowly
I wonder how you’re feeling

And if you might return
And if you’d feel the same
About the way we used to be
And the way we used to do]]>
Music: Pleudoniem
Lyrics: Pleudoniem & @fabienne-verreydt
Vocals: @fabienne-verreydt

Change

When we used to meet
I had a desperate need to hold you
And everything felt great
Until the chord broke

My mind is at a loss, so
Please, give me a connection
I’d try to make you love me
The way I’d like to love you

Change
O please change!
Will you change?
Why can’t breathe when I speak of you
Why can’t I think when in need of you.

Thinking of you
makes the clock keep ticking slowly
I wonder how you’re feeling

And if you might return
And if you’d feel the same
About the way we used to be
And the way we used to do]]> 2786288 no no Wed, 30 Jan 2019 19:28:59 +0100 2019-01-30T19:28:59+01:00 5:28 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/mural/
Mural

Blades for a thought
Like a flickering flame
As the wall is a canvas
In an uncertain frame
Sweating colours and shapes
Indecisively made
Squeezing oil

The tale
As it’s now being told
The result of a broil
that is there to unfold

A turpentine flows
From repetitive strokes
Like a meroles feet
in the unbearable heat
As it runs for the shades
And colours the tracks
In impatient paroles
To the sun.

Talk to me ghosts
From the words that I wrote
On the faces of tiles
They’re like tags quickly sprayed
And their ink hasn’t dried
And I’m reading
And I’m barefoot

Talk to me ghosts
Talk to me ghosts

I’m hoping to find
Just that touch of the kind
That I might recognise
As a picture I’m in
Or somebody I know
Inconclusively so
Like a whispering foil

The shades
Make perpetual moves
They go where they please
In an absurdist show

The mural insists
That I now brush some shapes
Like a Peringuey’s swings
As the current she brings
To the dead sand
Adds a life to the bricks
In impatient paroles
To the sun]]>
Mural

Blades for a thought
Like a flickering flame
As the wall is a canvas
In an uncertain frame
Sweating colours and shapes
Indecisively made
Squeezing oil

The tale
As it’s now being told
The result of a broil
that is there to unfold

A turpentine flows
From repetitive strokes
Like a meroles feet
in the unbearable heat
As it runs for the shades
And colours the tracks
In impatient paroles
To the sun.

Talk to me ghosts
From the words that I wrote
On the faces of tiles
They’re like tags quickly sprayed
And their ink hasn’t dried
And I’m reading
And I’m barefoot

Talk to me ghosts
Talk to me ghosts

I’m hoping to find
Just that touch of the kind
That I might recognise
As a picture I’m in
Or somebody I know
Inconclusively so
Like a whispering foil

The shades
Make perpetual moves
They go where they please
In an absurdist show

The mural insists
That I now brush some shapes
Like a Peringuey’s swings
As the current she brings
To the dead sand
Adds a life to the bricks
In impatient paroles
To the sun]]> 2697395 no no Thu, 27 Dec 2018 00:50:56 +0100 2018-12-27T00:50:56+01:00 5:58 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/repeat-myself/
All music and words written and played by Pleudoniem©

**Repeat Myself
**
She wrote she was smiling
And added a pic
'I've sent it before', it said
- It'll do the trick

I'll possibly use it when
I'm hitting some store again
- This bookmark I've kept
For saves and for sounds
Here’s
A line between you and me
Click-tail technology
A sign bidding care
From my battered old chair
As
Reading your name’s
Fifteen seconds of fame
Just like Andy Warhol
In the stone-age

What if I care
Will I repeat myself
What if I care
Will I repeat myself
What if I click
Will I repeat myself
What if we clicked
Would I repeat myself

The curtain is closed
And my shoes are untied
A pizza still boxed
It's been left on the porch
Guess
I'll collect it tonight
When the sunlight is down
And the tubes are all up
When the street is asleep
In twilight

This note between you and me
is like typing a melody
To flaunt that I care
From a melon curved chair
As
Writing your name’s
Like inspiring a claim
In a Common Bard’s way
In the stone age]]>
All music and words written and played by Pleudoniem©

**Repeat Myself
**
She wrote she was smiling
And added a pic
'I've sent it before', it said
- It'll do the trick

I'll possibly use it when
I'm hitting some store again
- This bookmark I've kept
For saves and for sounds
Here’s
A line between you and me
Click-tail technology
A sign bidding care
From my battered old chair
As
Reading your name’s
Fifteen seconds of fame
Just like Andy Warhol
In the stone-age

What if I care
Will I repeat myself
What if I care
Will I repeat myself
What if I click
Will I repeat myself
What if we clicked
Would I repeat myself

The curtain is closed
And my shoes are untied
A pizza still boxed
It's been left on the porch
Guess
I'll collect it tonight
When the sunlight is down
And the tubes are all up
When the street is asleep
In twilight

This note between you and me
is like typing a melody
To flaunt that I care
From a melon curved chair
As
Writing your name’s
Like inspiring a claim
In a Common Bard’s way
In the stone age]]> 2478631 no no Sat, 27 Oct 2018 03:53:59 +0200 2018-10-27T03:53:59+02:00 5:39 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/hate-our-hairdo/
And then you start this discussion in which you need to be sure who you is and who I is and who I isn't. To be or not to be, two be or not two be.

Al instruments. lyrics and vocals by Pleudoniem and his double-me.

**Hate Our Hairdo
**
When I goes to work
I will stay in bed
And puts on my clothes
Plunging into my cushion
Needs to look for my shoes
Or rub the skin from my toes
And fastens the laces
Or tighten the eiderdown

We’ve never quite cared for
What we read in the papers
Goes one head in
And the other one out as
I is slurping my tea
And I’ll do with some coffee
There is no need to choose
We’ve given up on that

Then I see I have
this awful new hardo
And I see I has
an awful new hardo
And so do I
And so does I
And I don’t think we like them

Overall we gets on fine
Though do I reek sometimes
Of tobacco and wine
Although I teetotal
But today’s such a downer
As the parting’s just wrong
Neither sexy nor cool
I just looks like a fool

I used to agree with me
On whatever our effigy
Going one mind in
And another one out but
I’s been raping our locks
Looking just as bemused
At the nightly activity
That I’d produced

Cos I see I have
This awful new hardo
Then I see I has
This awful new hardo
And so do I
And so does I
And I think I’m breaking up with me]]>
And then you start this discussion in which you need to be sure who you is and who I is and who I isn't. To be or not to be, two be or not two be.

Al instruments. lyrics and vocals by Pleudoniem and his double-me.

**Hate Our Hairdo
**
When I goes to work
I will stay in bed
And puts on my clothes
Plunging into my cushion
Needs to look for my shoes
Or rub the skin from my toes
And fastens the laces
Or tighten the eiderdown

We’ve never quite cared for
What we read in the papers
Goes one head in
And the other one out as
I is slurping my tea
And I’ll do with some coffee
There is no need to choose
We’ve given up on that

Then I see I have
this awful new hardo
And I see I has
an awful new hardo
And so do I
And so does I
And I don’t think we like them

Overall we gets on fine
Though do I reek sometimes
Of tobacco and wine
Although I teetotal
But today’s such a downer
As the parting’s just wrong
Neither sexy nor cool
I just looks like a fool

I used to agree with me
On whatever our effigy
Going one mind in
And another one out but
I’s been raping our locks
Looking just as bemused
At the nightly activity
That I’d produced

Cos I see I have
This awful new hardo
Then I see I has
This awful new hardo
And so do I
And so does I
And I think I’m breaking up with me]]> 2442675 no no Wed, 10 Oct 2018 19:30:52 +0200 2018-10-10T19:30:52+02:00 4:31 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/the-rules-do-not-apply-collab-with-oorlab/ Lyrics, vocals and other good ideas by Oorlab

Oorlab was here to finish a little instrumental track that we'd been working on some time back. When I played him the music to 'The Rules Do Not Apply' - then as yet untitled and without a lyric, he felt inspired to write the lyric and sing to it.

In case you are wondering what it is about, well, when thinking about a subject, an interview in the Dutch weekend newspaper Volkskrant sprang to mind. Let's see if you can discover what inspired the lyric, and especially whose perspective we took to write it...

There's a wish from us to you
We know you went away
To Mongolia to save another day
What were you thinking?
The Rules Do Not Apply

You could give another interview
You could show another part of you
Tell us on the Internet
How your mind is really set

I know you so well
I know you, so...
Farewell
Farewell
Farewell

You know we wish you all the best
But we'll be honest with you
We hope you're honest to yourself
- You know we wish you all
the best...

You know you wrote it like a memory
Mary Shelly was a fantasy
Turned to an anomaly
Better than yourself

I know you so well
I know you, so...
Farewell
Farewell
Farewell]]> Lyrics, vocals and other good ideas by Oorlab

Oorlab was here to finish a little instrumental track that we'd been working on some time back. When I played him the music to 'The Rules Do Not Apply' - then as yet untitled and without a lyric, he felt inspired to write the lyric and sing to it.

In case you are wondering what it is about, well, when thinking about a subject, an interview in the Dutch weekend newspaper Volkskrant sprang to mind. Let's see if you can discover what inspired the lyric, and especially whose perspective we took to write it...

There's a wish from us to you
We know you went away
To Mongolia to save another day
What were you thinking?
The Rules Do Not Apply

You could give another interview
You could show another part of you
Tell us on the Internet
How your mind is really set

I know you so well
I know you, so...
Farewell
Farewell
Farewell

You know we wish you all the best
But we'll be honest with you
We hope you're honest to yourself
- You know we wish you all
the best...

You know you wrote it like a memory
Mary Shelly was a fantasy
Turned to an anomaly
Better than yourself

I know you so well
I know you, so...
Farewell
Farewell
Farewell]]> 1591373 no no Tue, 17 Oct 2017 20:28:30 +0200 2017-10-17T20:28:30+02:00 4:40 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/bluebird-collab-pleudoniem-kellie-rowley/
Lyrics and vocals: Kellie Rowley
All the instruments & composition: Pleudoniem

Bluebird was a spontaneous Rowley rave to a piece of music written by Pleudoniem. Europeans may not know the bird, as it does not live there, but especially in the Southern states of the USA, it is a symbol of luck and happiness. The latter two words is what the lyric hooks into. Now just dance and ponder, and be happy.

Blue Bird

Blue Bird, Blue Bird
Transition
Alarm
Follow the eternal path
Follow the internal path

Up over the horizon
Fickle emotions won’t stick
Here high above the terrain
Of the mundane
Sustain chord
Set in resin
Plasma of God

Blue Bird, blue bird

Crystalline armor
Covers and emits colors
A future hope carries weight
Like a feather free

Responsibility for your own intent
Recognize the truth behind your illness
Change your hair
Change your mind
Guard your heart
Guard your time
Give love without remorse
not for the sake of guilt by confliction
Not but for the sake of inner harmony
For the sake of inner harmony
Minds spew vitriol
But there is no fragrance there
For the ones awake
And mostly awake
Hamper down the frequencies that dissipate
Disperse into matter
Mal intent is not accepted

Blue Bird, Blue Bird
Transition
Alarm
Follow the internal path

Also take a look at other collabs that we have done in the Mantis Project: https://soundcloud.com/pleudoniem/sets/mantis-collabs-between ]]>
Lyrics and vocals: Kellie Rowley
All the instruments & composition: Pleudoniem

Bluebird was a spontaneous Rowley rave to a piece of music written by Pleudoniem. Europeans may not know the bird, as it does not live there, but especially in the Southern states of the USA, it is a symbol of luck and happiness. The latter two words is what the lyric hooks into. Now just dance and ponder, and be happy.

Blue Bird

Blue Bird, Blue Bird
Transition
Alarm
Follow the eternal path
Follow the internal path

Up over the horizon
Fickle emotions won’t stick
Here high above the terrain
Of the mundane
Sustain chord
Set in resin
Plasma of God

Blue Bird, blue bird

Crystalline armor
Covers and emits colors
A future hope carries weight
Like a feather free

Responsibility for your own intent
Recognize the truth behind your illness
Change your hair
Change your mind
Guard your heart
Guard your time
Give love without remorse
not for the sake of guilt by confliction
Not but for the sake of inner harmony
For the sake of inner harmony
Minds spew vitriol
But there is no fragrance there
For the ones awake
And mostly awake
Hamper down the frequencies that dissipate
Disperse into matter
Mal intent is not accepted

Blue Bird, Blue Bird
Transition
Alarm
Follow the internal path

Also take a look at other collabs that we have done in the Mantis Project: https://soundcloud.com/pleudoniem/sets/mantis-collabs-between ]]> 900910 no no Thu, 26 May 2016 18:28:00 +0200 2016-05-26T18:28:00+02:00 5:13 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/elephant-road-collab-with-oorlab/
Elephant Road

Seven to eleven
in a pretty state
winter wind is blowing
but we'll navigate

pointing out the polar
stick a shadow here
it's a kind of knowing
that we could do without

Pacing down
the elephant road
catching songs,
for elephant moods

If your name was Martin
you could raise the price
Sipping from your shizzle
Sailing up to Paradise

Clouding up my window, it's
Hard to sleep at night
Their buzzing wakes me up
-... so does the city light

Mosquitos keep on bugging
our welfare state
impossible to crush
Let alone exterminate

Wave at the clouds
And make them rain for you
Look at the birds
Their wings should be yours
Even from your sofa
Where you sit to blind the sun
The trampling of the bulls
Fades away the news
]]>
Elephant Road

Seven to eleven
in a pretty state
winter wind is blowing
but we'll navigate

pointing out the polar
stick a shadow here
it's a kind of knowing
that we could do without

Pacing down
the elephant road
catching songs,
for elephant moods

If your name was Martin
you could raise the price
Sipping from your shizzle
Sailing up to Paradise

Clouding up my window, it's
Hard to sleep at night
Their buzzing wakes me up
-... so does the city light

Mosquitos keep on bugging
our welfare state
impossible to crush
Let alone exterminate

Wave at the clouds
And make them rain for you
Look at the birds
Their wings should be yours
Even from your sofa
Where you sit to blind the sun
The trampling of the bulls
Fades away the news
]]> 742860 no no Wed, 24 Feb 2016 23:46:11 +0100 2016-02-24T23:46:11+01:00 2:59 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/game-where-is-the-love-pleudoniem-remix-of-rowley-lockhart-song/
It sat around for many months. The one day Kellie looked at her computer and saw it again. She sent it to Dan and asked him if he remembered it. He listened and remembered having heard it before. Beyond that, neither of them has any recollection of what had happened to the song.

They then completed it and posted it for your listening pleasure. It apparently had been among the lost and found, like a diary found in an old cardboard box in the attic.

Little did they know that their musical friend Pleudoniem listened to it as well, and that it inspired him to work further on it. He asked Rowley and Lockhart if he could add some of the ideas that had bloomed up, and they agreed.

So, here it is:

Idea and song composition, E-Guitar, E-Piano: Daniel Lockhart
Vocals, melody and lyrics: Kellie Rowley
Drum programming, bass guitar, funky guitar, pads: Pleudoniem

Lyrics:

GAME

Got cha run run running in circles Baby
Chasing the next thing
They got cha head filled up and all twisted
With the noise of all the false hope that they bring
They’d like to make you think they have the best in mind
For all the girls and the boys.
But you don’t have to play that game, you know it’s a runaround
You don’t have to play that game anymore

The world seems like it’s gone crazy and you just opened your eyes
To find the true things that matter have been disguised
For some it could be a nightmare but you get to choose
To hold on to the real life, the loving, the things that we can’t lose.

Chorus

Bridge
It’s hard enough to see the state of our reality
But its better than just surviving with this spirits malady
You want your freedom, well theres the door
Hey, you want your freedom, but tell me are you ready to live for more

Visit Kellie's music here:
@kellie-rowley

Dan's Music here:
]]>
It sat around for many months. The one day Kellie looked at her computer and saw it again. She sent it to Dan and asked him if he remembered it. He listened and remembered having heard it before. Beyond that, neither of them has any recollection of what had happened to the song.

They then completed it and posted it for your listening pleasure. It apparently had been among the lost and found, like a diary found in an old cardboard box in the attic.

Little did they know that their musical friend Pleudoniem listened to it as well, and that it inspired him to work further on it. He asked Rowley and Lockhart if he could add some of the ideas that had bloomed up, and they agreed.

So, here it is:

Idea and song composition, E-Guitar, E-Piano: Daniel Lockhart
Vocals, melody and lyrics: Kellie Rowley
Drum programming, bass guitar, funky guitar, pads: Pleudoniem

Lyrics:

GAME

Got cha run run running in circles Baby
Chasing the next thing
They got cha head filled up and all twisted
With the noise of all the false hope that they bring
They’d like to make you think they have the best in mind
For all the girls and the boys.
But you don’t have to play that game, you know it’s a runaround
You don’t have to play that game anymore

The world seems like it’s gone crazy and you just opened your eyes
To find the true things that matter have been disguised
For some it could be a nightmare but you get to choose
To hold on to the real life, the loving, the things that we can’t lose.

Chorus

Bridge
It’s hard enough to see the state of our reality
But its better than just surviving with this spirits malady
You want your freedom, well theres the door
Hey, you want your freedom, but tell me are you ready to live for more

Visit Kellie's music here:
@kellie-rowley

Dan's Music here:
]]> 628319 no no Sun, 03 Jan 2016 00:23:26 +0100 2016-01-03T00:23:26+01:00 4:27 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/muck-collab-kellie-rowley-pleudoniem/
Kellie's philosophical ponderings led her to compose a song on the guitar, and I had the honour to help her finish it musically. I couldn't possibly decline such a nice request :) By the way, has somebody already mentioned that we've been very productive lately?

lyrics, vocals & guitar: Kellie Rowley
bass guitar, keys, additions: Pleudoniem

Muck

There is much i can think of
That leads me in delusion
About the truth
To think of the truth
Only
Is a very hard thing to do
The truth is not just the failures,
It is the journey
(Tell yourself)
Whatever gets you by

Wasting away seems to be
Our allotment
To come to fruition
Has its downside
To feel like you never did
Is such a crying shame
Someone should have told me,
Told me it would be this way

Oh the muck
That sticks to the bottom of my foot
Oh the muck
That sticks to the borrom of my shoe
Oh the muck
That sticks to the bottom of soul.
Oh the muck]]>
Kellie's philosophical ponderings led her to compose a song on the guitar, and I had the honour to help her finish it musically. I couldn't possibly decline such a nice request :) By the way, has somebody already mentioned that we've been very productive lately?

lyrics, vocals & guitar: Kellie Rowley
bass guitar, keys, additions: Pleudoniem

Muck

There is much i can think of
That leads me in delusion
About the truth
To think of the truth
Only
Is a very hard thing to do
The truth is not just the failures,
It is the journey
(Tell yourself)
Whatever gets you by

Wasting away seems to be
Our allotment
To come to fruition
Has its downside
To feel like you never did
Is such a crying shame
Someone should have told me,
Told me it would be this way

Oh the muck
That sticks to the bottom of my foot
Oh the muck
That sticks to the borrom of my shoe
Oh the muck
That sticks to the bottom of soul.
Oh the muck]]> 612494 no no Wed, 23 Dec 2015 03:09:26 +0100 2015-12-23T03:09:26+01:00 2:49 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/demon-take-the-blue-one-featuring-kellie-rowley-as-the-nurse/
This is a song with a sad background. It is about somebody I know, who has been developing a personality disorder - a hereditary mishap, it appears. It's been a while since I last saw him, as I have taken a safe distance. I bear no grudge against him, I only feel regret and pity.

Kellie helped me out on this one as well, as she plays a wonderful nurse, much better than I could ever dream of. She'd make me swallow them myself...

Music, lyric and composition: Pleudoniem
Additional vocals and nursing: Kellie Rowley

Demon, Take the Blue One

Sometimes you return
On days I quite predict now, when
the demon's eating into you
Pegs inside your mind
It's squeezing out the blood
And tells you to redress
Satisfying ghosts

She had you in the flesh
Like mother like son
But wished you were the father,
The hermit in his chair
Unreachable
Untouchable
The thinker cast in sand
Lost inside his books

If I could look you in the eye
And ask how you were doing
Then tell me how to spot
The you you're in
The hand shake or the fist
The kind or the pissed
The bird or the burdened
Reverend or revenge

Cruel orgasmic need
When you text another line
The troll portrays a grin
The toll resumes its spin
Confound the state you're in
Just listen to her voice
Confiding you the likes
Of who to blame

She turned onto herself
And you are still alive
To take it out on us
I guess that makes a difference
Like mother like son
The madman in the attic
Unreachable
Untouchable]]>
This is a song with a sad background. It is about somebody I know, who has been developing a personality disorder - a hereditary mishap, it appears. It's been a while since I last saw him, as I have taken a safe distance. I bear no grudge against him, I only feel regret and pity.

Kellie helped me out on this one as well, as she plays a wonderful nurse, much better than I could ever dream of. She'd make me swallow them myself...

Music, lyric and composition: Pleudoniem
Additional vocals and nursing: Kellie Rowley

Demon, Take the Blue One

Sometimes you return
On days I quite predict now, when
the demon's eating into you
Pegs inside your mind
It's squeezing out the blood
And tells you to redress
Satisfying ghosts

She had you in the flesh
Like mother like son
But wished you were the father,
The hermit in his chair
Unreachable
Untouchable
The thinker cast in sand
Lost inside his books

If I could look you in the eye
And ask how you were doing
Then tell me how to spot
The you you're in
The hand shake or the fist
The kind or the pissed
The bird or the burdened
Reverend or revenge

Cruel orgasmic need
When you text another line
The troll portrays a grin
The toll resumes its spin
Confound the state you're in
Just listen to her voice
Confiding you the likes
Of who to blame

She turned onto herself
And you are still alive
To take it out on us
I guess that makes a difference
Like mother like son
The madman in the attic
Unreachable
Untouchable]]> 610415 no no Mon, 21 Dec 2015 21:45:34 +0100 2015-12-21T21:45:34+01:00 6:26 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/mystagogue-collab-pleudoniem-kellie-rowley/
lyrics and vocals: Kellie Rowley
Music: Pleudoniem

Mystagogue

The waters
of the underground stream
could be heard
down in the subway
where he was waiting
for his turn
to ride the train
of ordinary
suffering.

But as clarity came with that sound
He was forced to trace it down
into the dark
where he beat his head
against a trick of fate
He was aching for
that wide open space.

But then the earth trembled
- and he tripped,
caught himself on his hands
just before
the precipice

Leaning over he could see
That everything was not
as it appeared to be

illuminescence -
- essence
illuminescence -
- essence

Further-
He went down
off the edge of risk
to the stream of truth
where a boat was moored
Near an apple tree.
Oh, he climbed aboard
and said 'Let the winds carry me'
till the dawn
appears
again.

I'd avoid going out on that limb
for just the superficial,
but knock yourself out
you'll learn something in the fall
something in the fall...
There's so much here to discover
when you're looking for truth]]>
lyrics and vocals: Kellie Rowley
Music: Pleudoniem

Mystagogue

The waters
of the underground stream
could be heard
down in the subway
where he was waiting
for his turn
to ride the train
of ordinary
suffering.

But as clarity came with that sound
He was forced to trace it down
into the dark
where he beat his head
against a trick of fate
He was aching for
that wide open space.

But then the earth trembled
- and he tripped,
caught himself on his hands
just before
the precipice

Leaning over he could see
That everything was not
as it appeared to be

illuminescence -
- essence
illuminescence -
- essence

Further-
He went down
off the edge of risk
to the stream of truth
where a boat was moored
Near an apple tree.
Oh, he climbed aboard
and said 'Let the winds carry me'
till the dawn
appears
again.

I'd avoid going out on that limb
for just the superficial,
but knock yourself out
you'll learn something in the fall
something in the fall...
There's so much here to discover
when you're looking for truth]]> 604406 no no Fri, 18 Dec 2015 03:53:42 +0100 2015-12-18T03:53:42+01:00 4:43 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/some-way-to-dance-lead-me-astray/

Some Way to Dance (Lead me Astray)

Let's dance a way together
And probe ourselves the moves
We'll glue a world together
With new uncertain grooves

As you were feeling lonely
With scars burnt in your backbone
Barebacked when the sun blew
The scorches in your life

I'd like you to remember
I lent the helping hand
So I'll commit the pace
And I'll fix you on the goal
I'd like you to remember
It's me who's taking chances
With lots of other dances
To lead me astray

When I tell you to go left
You need to do so
When I tell you to desist
You'll have to pull your punches

As you were feeling lonely
Then this is how to thank me, when
I know you must be thankful
For giving you a chance

I'd like you to remember
I lent the helping hand
So I'll commit the pace
And I'll fix you on the goal
I'd like you to remember
It's me who's taking chances
With lots of other dances
To lead me astray]]>

Some Way to Dance (Lead me Astray)

Let's dance a way together
And probe ourselves the moves
We'll glue a world together
With new uncertain grooves

As you were feeling lonely
With scars burnt in your backbone
Barebacked when the sun blew
The scorches in your life

I'd like you to remember
I lent the helping hand
So I'll commit the pace
And I'll fix you on the goal
I'd like you to remember
It's me who's taking chances
With lots of other dances
To lead me astray

When I tell you to go left
You need to do so
When I tell you to desist
You'll have to pull your punches

As you were feeling lonely
Then this is how to thank me, when
I know you must be thankful
For giving you a chance

I'd like you to remember
I lent the helping hand
So I'll commit the pace
And I'll fix you on the goal
I'd like you to remember
It's me who's taking chances
With lots of other dances
To lead me astray]]> 492313 no no Sun, 25 Oct 2015 18:11:05 +0100 2015-10-25T18:11:05+01:00 4:46 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/what-goes-up-must-come-down-torroidally-collab-pleudoniem-kellie-rowley/

Music - Pleudoniem
Lyric & Vocals - Kellie Rowley

What Goes Up Must Come Down (Torroidally)

Some will go along
Because it’s written on paper
Some will go along to
Get along
Lavish mediocrity on the masses
And soon they will think its
gold

We're travelling on a sea of speculation
No compass to guide
Unbearable situation
Without a place to hide

There’s a hole in the earth
Where the sun falls in
A toroidal effluence
That sings
That sings
What goes up must come down and go around
What goes up must come down and go around
Again.

My eye is on the unseen
When I look just right
I can see the world move
from the inside

There’s a hole in my heart
Where the love pours in
A toroidal effluence
That sings
That sings
What goes up must come down and go around.
What goes up must come down and go around.
Again.

Tripping over stardust
That clings to these bones
Oblivious of stars
Ignoring the scars
impairing our homes]]>

Music - Pleudoniem
Lyric & Vocals - Kellie Rowley

What Goes Up Must Come Down (Torroidally)

Some will go along
Because it’s written on paper
Some will go along to
Get along
Lavish mediocrity on the masses
And soon they will think its
gold

We're travelling on a sea of speculation
No compass to guide
Unbearable situation
Without a place to hide

There’s a hole in the earth
Where the sun falls in
A toroidal effluence
That sings
That sings
What goes up must come down and go around
What goes up must come down and go around
Again.

My eye is on the unseen
When I look just right
I can see the world move
from the inside

There’s a hole in my heart
Where the love pours in
A toroidal effluence
That sings
That sings
What goes up must come down and go around.
What goes up must come down and go around.
Again.

Tripping over stardust
That clings to these bones
Oblivious of stars
Ignoring the scars
impairing our homes]]> 435958 no no Sun, 27 Sep 2015 22:15:02 +0200 2015-09-27T22:15:02+02:00 4:01 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/toxic-tuxedo-collab-with-oorlab/
Toxic Tuxedo

Ooh yeah!
Hm-ah
--mmm

You can't blame it on me
I could use the money
I was ready for your hand
What is there to understand?

Everybody needs a bit
From needy girls to
Dough or shit - I

Loved that purse in shady black
I could hear it singing back
'twas dying to be taken
With chances on the sly

And I was glad to do it
The dirtier the better
The greasier the fatter
'Cos I could get away with it

trumpets

You offered me a gainful job
And she gave me a joyride,
She'd also heard your call
And gladly took an upside

But now the feds are closing in, and
Who's to lose, and who's to win

I'm dueling the choice
Of money or some inner voice

The flipside of the coin, mocks
Dancing round on heads and tails
Your yaught in Athens' still for sale
To bulge another fairytale

(creaky radio voice)
They're knocking on your door
Your pants are down
As you were having fun
But face it, you're too fat to run
The years have plumped your gait
The weight of always being right
I didn't pay you back
I just paid you your due]]>
Toxic Tuxedo

Ooh yeah!
Hm-ah
--mmm

You can't blame it on me
I could use the money
I was ready for your hand
What is there to understand?

Everybody needs a bit
From needy girls to
Dough or shit - I

Loved that purse in shady black
I could hear it singing back
'twas dying to be taken
With chances on the sly

And I was glad to do it
The dirtier the better
The greasier the fatter
'Cos I could get away with it

trumpets

You offered me a gainful job
And she gave me a joyride,
She'd also heard your call
And gladly took an upside

But now the feds are closing in, and
Who's to lose, and who's to win

I'm dueling the choice
Of money or some inner voice

The flipside of the coin, mocks
Dancing round on heads and tails
Your yaught in Athens' still for sale
To bulge another fairytale

(creaky radio voice)
They're knocking on your door
Your pants are down
As you were having fun
But face it, you're too fat to run
The years have plumped your gait
The weight of always being right
I didn't pay you back
I just paid you your due]]> 302056 no no Sun, 09 Aug 2015 20:41:00 +0200 2015-08-09T20:41:00+02:00 4:01 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/could-you-repeat-the-question/
Could You Repeat the Question?

Let's see what she has to say,
She's sitting right behind me
I see she's not online,
So I guess I'll try tomorrow.

But hold on, there's she's coming in
This begs some instant reading
Be back to you in just a bit.

I see she's doing fine
She's baked another kidney pie,
And here's the pics up close

And that's not all there is,
'Cos Tina says she likes it
She's clicked another thumb
She's already more than twenty


Now...
Please, could you repeat your question?
Now
Please, could you repeat your question?

Please, would you repeat your question?
There's nothing on display
Please, would you repeat your question?
There's nothing on display

Before you start, just hold on a sec,
I see here comes the next one
I just need to see it now
I'll be be ready in a minute]]>
Could You Repeat the Question?

Let's see what she has to say,
She's sitting right behind me
I see she's not online,
So I guess I'll try tomorrow.

But hold on, there's she's coming in
This begs some instant reading
Be back to you in just a bit.

I see she's doing fine
She's baked another kidney pie,
And here's the pics up close

And that's not all there is,
'Cos Tina says she likes it
She's clicked another thumb
She's already more than twenty


Now...
Please, could you repeat your question?
Now
Please, could you repeat your question?

Please, would you repeat your question?
There's nothing on display
Please, would you repeat your question?
There's nothing on display

Before you start, just hold on a sec,
I see here comes the next one
I just need to see it now
I'll be be ready in a minute]]> 302061 no no Sun, 09 Aug 2015 20:40:50 +0200 2015-08-09T20:40:50+02:00 3:29 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/so-familiar/
So Familiar

A wink of recognition
And that is when I know
I'm starting to get older
Just across halfway

Yes man, I am so happy for you
Step onto that train
Now it's calling right before you
Don't make it want to leave without you
When fifteen millions cast themselves
Into fifteen clicks of fame
Into the net.
Into the net.

And that is what it sounds like
So familiar
And that is what it feels like
So familiar

You're testing my patience
But that is when I know
I'm starting to get older
Just across halfway

I know just what you mean
I held myself a fortress mind
Impenetrable and undefined
But I have cast the thought aside
- It was part of growing up

But don't you rub my ears in that
I couldn't tell your soul
I read it twenty years ago
When I didn't even know you
And I had something like it.]]>
So Familiar

A wink of recognition
And that is when I know
I'm starting to get older
Just across halfway

Yes man, I am so happy for you
Step onto that train
Now it's calling right before you
Don't make it want to leave without you
When fifteen millions cast themselves
Into fifteen clicks of fame
Into the net.
Into the net.

And that is what it sounds like
So familiar
And that is what it feels like
So familiar

You're testing my patience
But that is when I know
I'm starting to get older
Just across halfway

I know just what you mean
I held myself a fortress mind
Impenetrable and undefined
But I have cast the thought aside
- It was part of growing up

But don't you rub my ears in that
I couldn't tell your soul
I read it twenty years ago
When I didn't even know you
And I had something like it.]]> 302134 no no Sun, 09 Aug 2015 20:41:22 +0200 2015-08-09T20:41:22+02:00 4:36 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/the-wall-in-the-door/
I fed you with a smile
As empty as the doorway
That dozed into the hallway
Filling up the shades.
As you were
Expecting me to hit against
A wall of expectations
Bouncing back the ball
As you came well prepared

Tell me, is my house still white?
Or have I left some lines?
Text is written everywhere
Try to read it if you can
It used to be there.
Try to read it if you can
I know I used to care.
Deeply

You ate a piece of mind
Unsalted and unsavoury
A sympathetic look
I pitied you, the memory

Just know it has been dead for months
You gave a fatal overdose
That rendered me a comatose
Thoughts like on TV.

Tell me, is my blood still in?
Or is it dull and dry?
And is its colour red or brown?
You might taste it if you try
It used to be there.
You might taste it if you try
I know I used to care.
Deeply]]>
I fed you with a smile
As empty as the doorway
That dozed into the hallway
Filling up the shades.
As you were
Expecting me to hit against
A wall of expectations
Bouncing back the ball
As you came well prepared

Tell me, is my house still white?
Or have I left some lines?
Text is written everywhere
Try to read it if you can
It used to be there.
Try to read it if you can
I know I used to care.
Deeply

You ate a piece of mind
Unsalted and unsavoury
A sympathetic look
I pitied you, the memory

Just know it has been dead for months
You gave a fatal overdose
That rendered me a comatose
Thoughts like on TV.

Tell me, is my blood still in?
Or is it dull and dry?
And is its colour red or brown?
You might taste it if you try
It used to be there.
You might taste it if you try
I know I used to care.
Deeply]]> 302128 no no Sun, 09 Aug 2015 20:42:21 +0200 2015-08-09T20:42:21+02:00 3:54 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/dont-forget-to-breathe/

Don't Forget to Breathe

This is to myself
While I'm trying to forget
That I must be a machine
That can't erase its mind
By cramming it with
Aptitude to better
Times and light

This is to myself
While I'm trying to ignore
The biting on my tongue
To elevate a sore
Comparing what is worse
The moment or the matter
After the fight

Don't forget to breathe
Don't forget to breathe

This is to myself
While I'm trying to grey out
The picture of a cityscape
The sky of which has left
Its ever fading white
Its badly written text
Will bleed onto the next

This is to myself
I'm hoping to repair
The stitches in the canvas
The colour of the grass
That must return its green
The all removing eye
Will feed the dye]]>

Don't Forget to Breathe

This is to myself
While I'm trying to forget
That I must be a machine
That can't erase its mind
By cramming it with
Aptitude to better
Times and light

This is to myself
While I'm trying to ignore
The biting on my tongue
To elevate a sore
Comparing what is worse
The moment or the matter
After the fight

Don't forget to breathe
Don't forget to breathe

This is to myself
While I'm trying to grey out
The picture of a cityscape
The sky of which has left
Its ever fading white
Its badly written text
Will bleed onto the next

This is to myself
I'm hoping to repair
The stitches in the canvas
The colour of the grass
That must return its green
The all removing eye
Will feed the dye]]> 302123 no no Sun, 09 Aug 2015 20:42:14 +0200 2015-08-09T20:42:14+02:00 4:11 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/cold-shoulder-this-is-when-i-wish/
Cold Shoulder

I felt his eyes across the room
I'm sure he wasn't reading
But scouring through his magazine
And hoping to accost me

At least that's what it felt like
It was pent-up premonition
Of a man dying to speak

So I just looked away
To read of dental illness
Postered on the wall

What if I'm too polite
What if I understand
What if I fear the risk
Of a cold shoulder?

This is when I wish
I could sabotage the train
And squeeze out all the pus
That's been spat into my ear
This is when I wish
I could open up that skull
And plunge this dulling mind in
My pic of rotting teeth.

Sense came in a rumble
Like chunks of Stuka'd words
Dropping fractured algebra
Like sleet on tarmac

With other things to mind
Than Europe, greed or profiteers
The backdrops of today

I nodded back indifference
Humming back to please
A splendid piece of roleplay.]]>
Cold Shoulder

I felt his eyes across the room
I'm sure he wasn't reading
But scouring through his magazine
And hoping to accost me

At least that's what it felt like
It was pent-up premonition
Of a man dying to speak

So I just looked away
To read of dental illness
Postered on the wall

What if I'm too polite
What if I understand
What if I fear the risk
Of a cold shoulder?

This is when I wish
I could sabotage the train
And squeeze out all the pus
That's been spat into my ear
This is when I wish
I could open up that skull
And plunge this dulling mind in
My pic of rotting teeth.

Sense came in a rumble
Like chunks of Stuka'd words
Dropping fractured algebra
Like sleet on tarmac

With other things to mind
Than Europe, greed or profiteers
The backdrops of today

I nodded back indifference
Humming back to please
A splendid piece of roleplay.]]> 302114 no no Sun, 09 Aug 2015 20:42:08 +0200 2015-08-09T20:42:08+02:00 4:37 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/water-wheel/
Water Wheel

The splatter on my face
Completely uninvited
The moment made me wonder
Should I wipe my cheeks.

Reactive flare of anger
The ignorance and need
As the water might be boiling
Or is it safe to drink?

The movement of the wheel
Clapping through the stream
It swings away the heart

She feels the blades of lead
They're spinning round her finger
Carving through her flesh
As she's trying to wind down.

In rhythmical dysfunction
The blades mill through the water
Bubbles force the light
In need of desperation

An exasperated smile
Reflected in the clatter
Suspicion and the chatter
Deafening the noise]]>
Water Wheel

The splatter on my face
Completely uninvited
The moment made me wonder
Should I wipe my cheeks.

Reactive flare of anger
The ignorance and need
As the water might be boiling
Or is it safe to drink?

The movement of the wheel
Clapping through the stream
It swings away the heart

She feels the blades of lead
They're spinning round her finger
Carving through her flesh
As she's trying to wind down.

In rhythmical dysfunction
The blades mill through the water
Bubbles force the light
In need of desperation

An exasperated smile
Reflected in the clatter
Suspicion and the chatter
Deafening the noise]]> 302108 no no Sun, 09 Aug 2015 20:42:01 +0200 2015-08-09T20:42:01+02:00 6:15 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/mobius-wedding-ring-rgulo-tortolero-the-plugs-on-drums-collab/
About that little thing that you just can't seem to leave alone. Whatever you do, and wherever you go, the trap awaits you and you're in it before you realise it.

Mobius' Wedding Ring

The ground below my feet
Was changing into strips
Ready to roll on
Moved them with my fingertips

I'd see my hands in motion
To melt into the next
Like endless lines of coke
Ready to inhale.

Please, tell me if I travelled
And what I might have seen
I'm locked inside Pandora's box
Drawn in by the sirens

I've minds in every pocket,
And thoughts in every bag
If batteries run low
I don't know where to go
I carry them around
Like a wedding ring

Inside this ring of Mobius
Temptation feels ridiculous
When every turn turns old
And every turn turns new

And time and time again
Only little things will change
And all will stay the same
But goes unnoticed

I think I must have travelled
With all the lot I've seen
Here inside Pandora's box
Miracle of science]]>
About that little thing that you just can't seem to leave alone. Whatever you do, and wherever you go, the trap awaits you and you're in it before you realise it.

Mobius' Wedding Ring

The ground below my feet
Was changing into strips
Ready to roll on
Moved them with my fingertips

I'd see my hands in motion
To melt into the next
Like endless lines of coke
Ready to inhale.

Please, tell me if I travelled
And what I might have seen
I'm locked inside Pandora's box
Drawn in by the sirens

I've minds in every pocket,
And thoughts in every bag
If batteries run low
I don't know where to go
I carry them around
Like a wedding ring

Inside this ring of Mobius
Temptation feels ridiculous
When every turn turns old
And every turn turns new

And time and time again
Only little things will change
And all will stay the same
But goes unnoticed

I think I must have travelled
With all the lot I've seen
Here inside Pandora's box
Miracle of science]]> 302136 no no Mon, 27 Apr 2020 16:45:54 +0200 2020-04-27T16:45:54+02:00 3:26 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/the-president-paints-collab-with-oorlab/ .
.
bass guitar: Pleudoniem;
vocals: Oorlab & Pleudoniem, but mostly Oorlab;
guitars: Pleudoniem;
Lyrics: Oorlab & Pleudoniem
Percussion: various indistinct
Picture: George W Bush
.
.
.
The President Paints

The President's gone
He left in a song
And ate up the room
Time for a precedent

A change of the guard
Rectangular ascendants
Of faces in gray
And things that they say

A parallel thought
To channel the prophets
In tubular words
Catching a phrase

Filing the filaments
Of concrete predicaments
Inflating the blues
Of alternative hues

Your brushes have dried
Scraping the surface
Scrambling the colors
While cutting the canvas

The President paints
The president's pains
The President paints
The president's pains

The President's wife
Is doing the dishes
And – oh how she wishes
The past in a teacup.

The Russians have gone
The Chinese have come
Mandela is dead
– and
The dog must be fed

Filing the filaments
Of concrete predicaments
Inflating the blues
Of alternative hues

The news of today
A forecast they say
That leans on a past
Predictive at last

A brush dipped in sweat
Dripping a set
Of colors unused
On memories bruised
With hues

The hues of the day
Made of the clay
– that's
Found near the ditch
Samples of which

There's more than enough
To change things from the rough-]]> .
.
bass guitar: Pleudoniem;
vocals: Oorlab & Pleudoniem, but mostly Oorlab;
guitars: Pleudoniem;
Lyrics: Oorlab & Pleudoniem
Percussion: various indistinct
Picture: George W Bush
.
.
.
The President Paints

The President's gone
He left in a song
And ate up the room
Time for a precedent

A change of the guard
Rectangular ascendants
Of faces in gray
And things that they say

A parallel thought
To channel the prophets
In tubular words
Catching a phrase

Filing the filaments
Of concrete predicaments
Inflating the blues
Of alternative hues

Your brushes have dried
Scraping the surface
Scrambling the colors
While cutting the canvas

The President paints
The president's pains
The President paints
The president's pains

The President's wife
Is doing the dishes
And – oh how she wishes
The past in a teacup.

The Russians have gone
The Chinese have come
Mandela is dead
– and
The dog must be fed

Filing the filaments
Of concrete predicaments
Inflating the blues
Of alternative hues

The news of today
A forecast they say
That leans on a past
Predictive at last

A brush dipped in sweat
Dripping a set
Of colors unused
On memories bruised
With hues

The hues of the day
Made of the clay
– that's
Found near the ditch
Samples of which

There's more than enough
To change things from the rough-]]> 302097 no no Mon, 27 Apr 2020 16:45:58 +0200 2020-04-27T16:45:58+02:00 4:11 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/progress-decay-collab-oorlab-arthur/
The Progress didn't react to commands from the ground, and was considered lost. This collage contains audio quotes from newsflashes and and a press conference [www.youtube.com/watch?v=8dQ2mUIieQQ, www.space.com/29257-russian-prog…ecraft-doomed.html]. Earlier & other versions can be heard on Inmusik & Myspace www.inmusik.co/oorlab/song/Reentry-of-progress

The Superman and Houston footage was added to give it a postmodern cartoonlike character, as in Roy Lichtenstein artworks.]]>
The Progress didn't react to commands from the ground, and was considered lost. This collage contains audio quotes from newsflashes and and a press conference [www.youtube.com/watch?v=8dQ2mUIieQQ, www.space.com/29257-russian-prog…ecraft-doomed.html]. Earlier & other versions can be heard on Inmusik & Myspace www.inmusik.co/oorlab/song/Reentry-of-progress

The Superman and Houston footage was added to give it a postmodern cartoonlike character, as in Roy Lichtenstein artworks.]]> 302066 no no Mon, 27 Apr 2020 16:46:04 +0200 2020-04-27T16:46:04+02:00 3:40 https://hearthis.at/pleudoniem/matchfixing-oorlab-feat-pleudoniem/
Matchfixing

Hide behind your hedge
banker swears a hollow pledge
fix that match
cash that catch
find that referee
willing to take that secret fee

Thruth belongs to no-one

Here comes the fixer
Game is set & done
Who cares about a verdict
when you're on the run

The Chop-Chop Café
on Athen's western outskirts
that's the place to be
for a gamble & a samba

I am innocent
& have nothing to do
with these accusations
you know it wasn't me
Besides, I've got a lawyer

Truth belongs to no-one]]>
Matchfixing

Hide behind your hedge
banker swears a hollow pledge
fix that match
cash that catch
find that referee
willing to take that secret fee

Thruth belongs to no-one

Here comes the fixer
Game is set & done
Who cares about a verdict
when you're on the run

The Chop-Chop Café
on Athen's western outskirts
that's the place to be
for a gamble & a samba

I am innocent
& have nothing to do
with these accusations
you know it wasn't me
Besides, I've got a lawyer

Truth belongs to no-one]]> 302053 no no Mon, 27 Apr 2020 16:46:09 +0200 2020-04-27T16:46:09+02:00 3:13