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Monday’s Music On A Sunday Evening

Timothy Price36 Comments

WARNING! Psychodilic features a Psycho Kitty, a Western Diamondback Rattlesnake, a Black Mamba, and colorful psychedelic patterns and holes that move in a regular, irregular fashion. The lyrics are nonsensical, as well. If you have tendencies toward Ailurophobia Psychopathesis (Fear of Psychopathic Cats), Ophidiophobia (Fear of Snakes), Trypophobia (Fear of clustered patterns of irregular holes), or Emetophobia (fear of vomiting), you might want to take a pass on viewing the above music video, and simply enjoy the photo of the sunset below.

Psychodelic
Lyrics and Music by Timothy Price

[Chorus]
Psycho Kitty
Psycho Kitty

Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la

Psycho Kitty
Psycho Kitty

[Verses]
Psycho kitty drives me crazy
Psycho colors are so hazy
Psychopathic’s normal say
How can we live this way

Psycho kitty drives me crazy
Psycho-spastic, I’m not lazy
Psychopathy’s here to stay
How can we live this way

Shaking like a rattlesnake
I don’t even hesitate
Feeling how it resonates
I bite the viper’s tongue

Shaking like a rattlesnake
You know I hallucinate
How it makes me salivate
I bite the viper’s tongue

[chorus]
Psycho Kitty
Psycho Kitty

Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la

Psycho Kitty
Psycho Kitty

[Bridge]
See, Black Mambas are
biting on my legs
I’m still alive how can that be
Their snaky licks, oh, how they tickle
Keep your fangs to yourself
I don’t want to die this way

Psycho Kitty
Psycho Kitty

[Guitar Solo]

Psycho Kitty
Psycho Kitty

[Verses]
Psycho kitty drives me crazy
Psycho colors are so hazy
Psychopathic’s normal say
How can we live this way

Psycho kitty drives me crazy
Psycho-spastic, I’m not lazy
Psychopathy’s here to stay
How can we live this way

Shaking like a rattlesnake
I don’t even hesitate
Feeling how it resonates
I bite the viper’s tongue

Shaking like a rattlesnake
You know I hallucinate
How it makes me salivate
I bite the viper’s tongue

[Chorus/Outro]
Psycho Kitty
Psycho Kitty

Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la

Psycho Kitty

Pink Moon On The Move

Timothy Price58 Comments

I made a timelapse video of the April Pink moon moving through the clouds on Monday when it was 96% full. The more classic rock-style music in the video is reminiscent of what a slow-fingered guitarist might play in a guitar battle. The epic battle between Ralph Macchio and Steve Vai in the movie Crossroads comes to mind. Vai smokes Macchio in the battle, in my personal opinion, but in typical Hollywood fashion, Macchio, the underdog, wins the battle after the wild and crazy-looking Vai lays down his guitar and walks off the stage. Vai probably played the parts Macchio was supposedly playing.

The full moon is tonight, but it will be close to 8:00 pm before the moon rises over the mountains. Therefore, I will not get detail in the mountains when it rises tonight.

Pink Moon last night as the Bazooka saw it.

The pink Moon last night. The southern sky in the middle, and the western sky in the right.

Starting Easter Sunday through Wednesday, April 12th, there will be a conjunction between Venus and the Pleiades. You can see the Pleiades above Venus on the right side of the middle photo and the left side of the photo on the right.

Fallen On Broken Wings

Timothy Price60 Comments

This is another music video where all the images in the video are created or mish-mashed together by AI image generators based on the lyrics.

Fallen On Broken Wings
Lyrics and Music by Timothy Price

[Intro]
Grounded, fallen on broken wings
Angels are no more
Mortals fight for monkey’s rights
To knock on Heaven’s door

[Verse 1]
Homo sapiens that we are
Biped anthropoids
Fugacious errant avatars
Driving around in motorcars

[Chorus]
Oh Oh
how time has changed
Men in buns and skinny white girls
Meld into a single dress
Cultural Smores
Exchanges

[Verse 2]
Homo habilis was all
Handyman for an era
Gave rise to H. Erectus
Who was so effectus
To make us what we are

[Bridge]
Well you know
It amazes me
That we made it this far?
History does it again and again
D.C. al Coda, assures we’ll never win

[Chorus]
Oh oh
How time has changed
Men in buns and skinny white girls
Meld into a single dress
Cultural Smores
Exchanges

[Coda]
Grounded, fallen on broken wings
Angels are no more
Mortals fight for monkey’s rights
To knock on Heaven’s door

Springing Forward

Timothy Price89 Comments

Here in the US of A, all states, with the exception of Arizona, Hawaii, and some of the territories, will change to Daylight Savings Time at Two O’Clock in the wee hours of the morning in the year of our Lord March the Twelfth, Two-Thousand Twenty-Three. That’s tomorrow for me, today for some of you, and yesterday for others.

Since I will have to get up to pee at 02:00, I will be squealing “Ewe Oui Wee Wee!” all the way to the bathroom since I will be holding it in an extra hour since the time will be springing forward an hour at 02:00 (making it 03:00) when I will get up to go. I hope I make it.

I wrote, recorded, and posted The Dreaded DST near the end of March last year without a video after Marina Kanavaki complained about “the dreaded DST” (Greece changes later than the US of A). This year, I used AI to generate all the images for the video. I incorporated ChatGPT’s DALL-E 2 together with Draw Things, Fotor AI, Craiyon, and Night Cafe to generate and gather the images for the video this go around. I only insulted DALL-E 2’s rather sensitive ethical and moral standards a couple of times asking it to create images based on the lyrics for The Dreaded DST. However, I ran out of credits to ask the AI apps to draw things rather quickly on everything but Draw things, which I have unlimited credits with (DT likes my credit score).

The Dreaded DST
Lyrics and Music by Timothy Price
Inspired by Marina Kanavaki

Daylight blinds fools who have no skills
They create silly rules they are so unreal
Daylight’s scarce, why don’t we care?
We save it eight months out of… every year

Bedtime at ten feels like nine
Don’t feel sleepy? Have more wine
It’s midnight damn, the bottle’s empty
I’m still awake… I’m feeling pretty cranky

Now we’re on the dreaded DST
Body clocks are broken why can’t we see
That hour we save every single day
Is two-hundred forty hours of daylight that we have… stashed away

Alarm at five it feels like four
Like a zombie, I hit the door
Preparation-H on the old toothbrush
Toothpaste up my… Whew! What a rush

No time to shower, sleepin’ on the job,
Stinkin’ up the office, what a slob
Head bobs up and down, fishing at the screen
My boss is cranky… making quite a scene

Now we’re on the dreaded DST
Body clocks are broken why can’t we see
We can look forward to falling back
We get one hundred twenty hours of daylight from… our stash

We’ve changed to DST for 56 years
That’s six-thousand seven-hundred hours, my dear
Of daylight, we’ve been banking away
So let’s go spend it on our… sanity

Now we’re on the dreaded DST
Body clocks are broken why can’t we see
That hour we save every single day
Is two-hundred forty hours of daylight that we have… stashed away

A Blue Psalm

Timothy Price54 Comments

A Blue Psalm was first published by Gabriela Marie Milton in 2021. I wrote the poem in response to bloggers who wrote about the horrific abuse they experienced growing up and how difficult it is for them to deal with it as adults. I recently reworked the original song with new vocal tracts. I used some butterfly photos (mine) and videos I borrowed from the Internet as metaphors for people who have been abused.

A Blue Psalm
Lyrics and Music by Timothy Price

Oh, Lord? Oh Lord?
Why have you hated me?
How in my innocence
Have I sinned?
To be damned from birth
Neglected and abused
While you looked on
Like I was nothing more
Than the Devil’s spawn
I am broken, so broken
A pile of bones laid at your feet
Show mercy, oh Lord
Mold me, reshape me, make me whole
I want to feel loved, normal, happy, whole

Timmy And The Cats

Timothy Price69 Comments

It’s been a while since I recorded a new parody. Laurie suggested I write a parody of Elton John’s Benny And The Jets and call it Timmy And The Cats. So I did. And here it is.

Timmy and the Cats
Music by Eton John
Parody Lyrics by Timothy Price

Hey Cats, Beaker shakes loose feathers
You’re scratching on something
That was known as my black leathers
You’ll kill a big fat mouse tonight, leaving it around
I’m gonna hear kitties purring, hissing, solid scratching sound

So, Glenda and Loki, have you seen them yet?
Ooh, but they’re so sprawled out
T-T-T-Timmy and the Cats
Oh, they’re so weird and they’re colorful
Timmy keeps their kitty litter clean

They’re like electric boobs, they’re shocking you
Squeezed through a ringer on a washing machine, oh oh oooh
T-T-T-Timmy and the Cats

Hey Cats, even though you are wage-less
You’re all so whiney, but Timmy makes it painless
You’ll all survive, Timmy will make you something out of wood
Where you fight with our parrots out on the sheets
To find who’s bad and who’s good

So Glenda and Loki, have you seen them yet?
Ooh, but they’re so sprawled out
T-T-T-Timmy and the Cats
Oh, they’re so weird and they’re colorful
Timmy keeps their kitty litter clean

They’re like electric boobs, they’re shocking you
Squeezed through a ringer on a washing machine, oh oh oooh
T-T-T-Timmy and the Cats

Say, Glenda and Loki, have you seen them yet?
Ooh, but they’re so sprawled out
T-T-T-Timmy and the Cats
Oh, they’re so weird and they’re colorful
Timmy keeps their kitty litter clean

They’re like electric boobs, they’re shocking you
Squeezed through a ringer on a washing machine, oh oh whoa
T-T-T-Timmy and the Cats

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Timmae

Like A Skinny Crow

Timothy Price40 Comments

Like a Skinny Crow
Lyrics and Music by Timothy Price

Are they really so enlightened?
When they spread their darkness all around
Crushing creatives under foot
Oblivious to the pain they cause
They gather, and they celebrate
Making fun of deplorables who they hate

We are like a skinny crow
Scavenging in a parking lot
Wandering in a wilderness
of cement, rocks, and hot asphalt
Tearing at the morsels
Secured in those crumpled bags
Dodging tires than the drivers
No one seems to give a damn

I put on my spectacles
Only to see the spectacle
Of those who we trusted with our votes
Up to no good, selling us short
Got up the courage to ask them why
They said, “You fool, ungrateful guy
Everything we do is for your own good
We know what’s best, please go away
You must be grateful and do what we say”

We are like a skinny crow
Scavenging in a parking lot
Wandering in a wilderness
of cement, rocks, and hot asphalt
Tearing at the morsels
Secured in those crumpled bags
Dodging tires than the drivers
No one seems to give a damn

Sealed In A Kiss

Timothy Price35 Comments

Sealed in a Kiss is a sappy song about love and lust in Paris, France. It starts out in the key of G Major with some dissonance representing sad memories. I change to the key of D Major for the guitar solo, then I move to the key of C Major for the bridge. I change back to the key of G Major for the last chorus and outro.

Sealed In A Kiss
By Timothy Price

[Verse]
Hanging filmstrips up to dry
The last memories I have of you
Sealed in silver and empty spaces
Your ghost drips under amber light

[Chorus]
Reminiscing about times gone by
How we were lost in our lust
And how we found our love
Sealed in a kiss

[Verse]
I think back when we locked lips
Entangled over the river Seine
Our tongues played yours and mine
That was all the French we knew

[Guitar Solo]

[Bridge]
Boy and girl caught in the cold rain
How the steam did rise
We came up for air from time to time
Mouth-to-mouth brought us back to life

[Chorus]
Reminiscing about times gone by
How we were lost in our lust
And how we found our love
Sealed in a kiss

[Outro]

Simple Is As Simpletons Can Be

Timothy Price48 Comments

This music video uses my light-hearted metal song of the same name. Hmm! A light-hearted metal song might just be an oxymoron. The song came about after a discussion with JYP about how there is so much nonsense in the world and how some people accuse us of being simpletons for not understating nonsense.

Simple Is As Simpletons Can Be
Words and Original Music by Timothy Price

[verse]
simple is as simpletons can be
complex meanings we can’t see
simple is as simpletons can be
oh how big words make us freeze
simple is as simpletons can be
reciting poems makes us wheeze
simple is as simpletons can be
we have trouble with the ABCs

[chorus]
No alliteration; we can’t rhyme words
No counting syllables, no action verbs
Confuse the Sonnets with Ebonics
And the Tankas with the trucks
We can’t reflect on the Palindromes
Or the messages in Acrostic poems

[bridge]
I grew up reading comics like “Spy vs Spy”
No nouns or verbs in the storylines
Sketches on pages, each worth a thousand words
Prefer poetry in pics for the visual nerds

[verse]
simple is as simpletons can be
oh how the deep folks like to tease
simple is as simpletons can be
they say we’re dense like the trees
simple is as simpletons can be
we may be dense, but at least we are free
of deep thoughts, worries, anxieties, stress…

[chorus]
No alliteration; we can’t rhyme words
We can’t count syllables, no action verbs
Confuse the Sonnets with Ebonics
And the Tankas with the trucks
We can’t reflect on the Palindromes
Or the messages in Acrostic poems