Luciar: Feeling A Little Emo. Signed CD Available in the Shop :: Available digitally on Amazon & iTunes Tuesday, October 2, 2012

NEW SONG: “The Promise” IGNITION LAB WEEK #47

The Ignition Lab is a group songwriting challenge to write a song a week  in 2013, using weekly word prompts as a starting point. Follow our work on Facebook: facebook.com/TheIgnitionLab

Week #47 gave us the prompt, LIVE AND LET LIVE. I couldn’t help but think about how I made a commitment [at least to put in the effort] to not kill. I know what this sounds like, but I’m not talking about going all Dexter-on-you, but the everyday bugs and critters we encounter. It’s surprisingly hard.  I felt like there was a conspiracy once I made this commitment, where all the bugs decided that NOW would be a good time to invade my house. Did they put out a bulletin board?

Anyway, it’s a quirky song about practicing a little Buddhism. Lyrics below the video.

The Promise

I made a promise a promise not to kill
It’s harder than you think it takes a lot of will
The ants heard the news and came by for a visit
Hundreds at a time I hope they came to cleanse my spirit
Now they’re in the bathtub don’t they know that’s suicidal
Soon I’ll have to shower and they’ll think that it’s a tidal wave

I can rescue one by one ’til I’m done
I might be here forever
My endeavor is to keep my promise

Next came the moths they’re hiding in my closet
They scramble when it opens, not sure if I can stand it
Maybe if I keep the light off they’ll huddle close together
Why can’t we get along, now until forever

Now came the rats, that’s where I draw the line
I gotta wake my cat ’cause they can’t stay her it’s not fine
The cat got distracted by the moth flying in her path
The rats made a run for it, they knew it couldn’t last

I was rescued from myself one by one
I won’t be here forever
I endeavor to keep my promise


New Song: “Leave Me Be” Ignition Lab Week #46

The Ignition Lab is a group songwriting challenge to write a song a week  in 2013, using weekly word prompts as a starting point. Follow our work on Facebook: facebook.com/TheIgnitionLab

The word prompt for week #46 was SELF PITY. I had written lyrics and had a vague idea for this song for many many weeks before I finally sat down and learned how to play it. I wish I were a better piano player to quickly figure out some neat embellishments to fit in around the singing. It has a very show-tune feel, and went a little over the top with self pity. But that’s the point, isn’t it? Walking bass line, diminished chords, seven chords, suspended chords…bring it on. Lyrics after the video.

Leave Me Be

Down underground
Hearing the sounds of my whining
Echoing in the caves of my mind
Playing the same tape over again
Like an endless pool of sorrow
I weep for my tomorrow

Leave me be, leave me be
Swimming in my pool of misery
Leave me be, leave me be
I’ll come back for air when I’m ready to breathe

Too tired to care
About my disheveled hair
Don’t want to talk about it
Don’t want to hear about it
You’ve got something to say
There’s nothing I wanna hear
Don’t want your expert advice
Don’t want to hear that you’re right

Leave me be, leave me be
Swimming in my pool of misery
Leave me be, leave me be
I’ll come back for air when I’m ready to breathe
I’ll come back for air when I’m ready to breathe
Don’t bother me ’til I’m ready to breathe


NEW SONG: “Pile of Possessions” IGNITION LAB WEEK #45

The Ignition Lab is a group songwriting challenge to write a song a week  in 2013, using weekly word prompts as a starting point. Follow our work on Facebook: facebook.com/TheIgnitionLab

The word prompt for week was KITSCH. I had all sorts of ideas for this one, but I wound up thinking about a hoarder. One that cannot give up the opportunity she has to purchase things at garage sales. I picture this one being sung by a hipster in a garage where things keep piling up behind and beside her in a fast stop motion. Check out my Pile of Possessions.

 Pile of Possessions

Oh look there’s a sale at the top of the hill
I wonder what I’ll catch to add to my batches
Of worldly collections. They keep me connected
To a world that no longer has my attention
Each thing has a story and I have the conclusion
I can say with assurance it’s not a delusion

Every object has a soul
And they need a loving home
The kind I could provide
And save it from demise

It’s my pile of possessions
You might think it an obsession
But I’m just doing my part
And gathering art

They’ve had many lives, you’d be surprised
All the faces they’ve seen all the places they’ve been
So many stories that you’d only dream of
I have them all at the palm of my hand

What you don’t understand
They’re lives I’ve never had
My days feel incomplete
I need a soul to keep


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