WARNING: This one is another 24+ minute epic that should only be digested when proper time can be allotted. Sorry…

Yeah, well… um… I honestly just wanted to do a song with my son's Ephiphone SG Special. I swear. That was my only intention. Yet somehow this existential rant which questions my sanity is the result. I think either myself or my Muse are having some serious issues. At any rate, it is what it is & I'm just going to move on before I get stuck in the fog like my protagonist…

So yeah, this is my son's SG, HG Fortune's Astral Dreamer (using two different presets - listen for the changeup! - sorry, spoilers… 😞 ) a Peavey PVM Dynamic Mic & a yellow Fender 0.73mm plectrum.

Ok, I'm out. Onto the next…

See You In The Shadows…

p.s. I marked this as a "Feast" because you may have to sit through a feast just to digest it. Again, sorry…

Sanity's Lapse
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The wind blows
Across the dusty plain
The bodies of a million deer slowly decay
And I hear that voice again
Will I ever escape?
Will I ever get away?

It's like a prison
Even though it's a wide open space
I just keep wandering
North south east and west

And in the distance
A dense fog begins to form
Rolling across decaying grass
It envelopes me
It holds me
It pins me down
I get lost
Lost in its dense gaseous fray

And through that dense fog
Suddenly a light
A single point of light appears
Off in the distance

I try to move towards it
But every step I take
Every meagre centimetre I make
It gets further away

I feel like I've been walking for hours
Perhaps days
Perhaps months
Perhaps years
I don't know
It's so long
I'm just so lost in this dense fog on this dying plain

Will I ever get out again
Will I ever find home
Or am I destined simply to wander
A truant
A truant never at home

I guess we'll never know
'Cos I'm still lost
In the shadow of that once great hill
That slowly crumbled down into the sea
The sea where I could perhaps be free
Perhaps one day
One day I'll be free

I don't know if I'll ever get home
No I don't know if I'll ever get home
I'll just keep walking along this foggy path
Through the endless denseness of the fog
Hoping that one day
Maybe not too long
I'll get back home
Get back home
I'll get back home

She once said to me:
"Put your hand in mine
And I'll keep you safe"
And I let her go
Set her adrift
On the ocean of chaos
And now here I am
Yes here I am
Lost in my own madness
My own insane tonalities
If I could just hold her hand
I could hold her hand
I might go home
I might escape
I might end all this roaming
Through the fog
Through the haze
Through this dead grass
The crumbling hills are lost beyond
The virutes I once knew
I once held
And rebelled against
In the darkness
And in the rain
In the darkness
I feel her hands
Run through my hair
And I close my eyes
And I dream
Of that day
When I will finally be
Be away from this desert
This desert
This desert of foggy death
Where I'm captured
I'm a prisoner of my own ego
My own perceptions
My own death
My own life
My inabilities…

Take me away
Take me away
Wrap me up in your cold chains
And take me away
Take me down
Into that dark rank
Pit of darkness
And throw away the key
Throw away the key
I've finally accepted
I've lost my mind
But I'm ok with that
It was never mine to begin with

So this is the end
The end of all there was
The end of all that could be
But never was
The end

They threw away the key
Nobody's coming here for me
My mind is lost
It's gone for good
So I'm wrapped up here
In these cold chains
It's all that remains
Of my pour degraded soul
My pour degraded soul
It's all I've got left
It's all I've got left
Nothing

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  @unkept 7 weeks

  Great longform art and emotional outlet. I sunk into the mood you made and loved those somber guitar notes. The sentiments at the end in your words struck me, I can feel that "Nothingness" and degredation. Nice work!

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  @kanttila  7 weeks

  This was a great track to just listen to and enjoy. I dimmed the lights and just sat here playing COD with your attached picture blown up on my laptop. This track brings you in. The vocals coming in and out at the start was engaging and then when we get to all the different sections that was cool. The spoken word and the guitar bits that felt like they were searching for a melody and when one arrived it kept looping. I liked that and the story that unfolds here.
  
  The last line was really fitting and brought it to a close well. This song zipped by since I was so locked into the feeling of it. Well done! I'm happy I listened to one of your long songs! This was a very enjoyable experience tonight.

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  @psyt 8 weeks

  I am totally appreciative of H.G Fortune's (R.I.P) synths, but it never occurred to me how beautiful they would bee together with an electric guitar. It's a genius combo, and you make good use of it.

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  @coolparadiso  Feb 22

  My a volume of lyrics! Came on your recommendation! Very good as well. I don't listen to enough of this stuff! Oh once i did! Well timed pace changes keep the interest well! Very nicely done. Nice use of the adage get quieter and people listen more!

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  @heliosonorous Feb 21

  Feasted on 2 cups of coffee while listening, lots of great playing with feeling in here and your voice sounds nice, congrats on this piece all in 1 take!

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  @glasscrow Feb 21

  I agree that this is very easy to get lost in and feels like catharsis. I think I will listen to this later today, when I am all FAWMed out for the day.

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  @phoenixash Feb 21

  Your liner notes indicate that it may be "too long", but it is actually easy to get lost in it, just like you, both in the guitars and in the words, half spoken, half sung. Part poem, exclamation, part song, all art, this is a feast indeed, but not of depression, of catharsis

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  @dzdandcunfsd  Feb 19

  Gotta love it! You're doing everything one person can do to help us reach escape velocity! 😆
  
  That SG does sound really good. When China first started making things remotely up to spec, I had a cheap $100ish dollar one that super quickly became my favorite guitar at the time. I swapped pickups out with some Gibson ones and immediately switched them back hahah. The slow sparse lyrics work well with this. In some of the breaks forgot you were singing, and I did eat dinner while listening 🤣 It's a great rant! Very nice! That is a nice changeup 😉