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
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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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
I published Silence Of The Frogs as a poem in 2017 when I was blogging on T & L Photos. I made the poem into a song last summer. It’s a different style from Time To Move Onthat I posted on Friday.
The first full moon of 2023, the Wolf Moon, rose this evening, January 6th, which happens to be Epiphany. I wrote and recorded a song for the occasion and put together the above music video to celebrate the Wolf Moon.
Once Upon A Wolf’s Winter Moon Lyrics and Music by Timothy Price
[Verse1] Winter sky sad sulked at dusk’s fall Darkness fell, embraced cold world Breezes whispered oh so softly Warnings of impending doom
[Verse2] Ambushed by cold winter’s wanting Wicked wind, frost bit hard Frozen souls hung in the balance Gods cast dice; who lives or dies
[Chorus] Red eyes stared, pierced the darkness Gravelly growls from all around A chorus of howls split the heavens Once upon a wolf’s winter moon Once upon a wolf’s winter moon
[Verse3] Wolf Moon rested, washed by dawn Sunrise melted the seventh seal Time stood still, stopped, and listened Sound of silence, dark, unreal
[Verse4] Overcome eternal darkness Help us! Save us! Came the cries Wolves howled, moon tried to warn us You’re strangled and consumed by lies
[Bridge] Wolves howled at the full moon Waking ghosts from gelid sleep Giving life to frozen souls Broken-free as winter weeps
[Chorus] Red eyes stared, pierced the darkness Gravelly growls from all around A chorus of howls split the heavens Once upon a wolf’s winter moon Once upon a wolf’s winter moon
A parody I made about VR and our Virtual World using DEVO’s Beautiful World.
Virtual World By Timothy Price Music by DEVO
It’s a virtual world we live in A Tweet filled kind of place Virtual people everywhere All covered by AppleCare Games they like to play In a virtual world Our virtual world It’s a virtual world Undo See-through PU
It’s a proverbial time to be here A slap on the behind Deep fake porn is everywhere You see they have no hair Shaved it all away It’s a proverbial place Unretreavable space It’s a virtual place from you Me too F-you
Hey! What do you want to be?
Hey you with the goggles on Watching VR of an old King Kong Hey Hey
It’s a virtual world we live in A Tweet filled kind of place Virtual people everywhere All covered by AppleCare Games they like to play In a virtual world Our virtual world It’s a virtual world Undo See-through PU
Oh can’t you see (It’s a virtual world) For you (It’s a virtual world) For you (It’s a virtual world) For you (It’s a virtual world) Not me (It’s a virtual world) It’s a virtual world It’s a virtual world It’s a virtual world It’s a virtual, virtual world It’s a virtual, virtual world It’s a virtual, virtual world It’s a virtual, virtual world
Quotes and Videos used in Virtual World Video:
Bible Quote: Proverbs 29, Complete Jewish Bible
“29 He who remains stiffnecked after much rebuke will be suddenly and incurably broken.
2 When the righteous flourish, the people rejoice; but when the wicked are in power, the people groan.
3 Whoever loves wisdom brings joy to his father, but a patron of prostitutes wastes his wealth.
4 A king gives stability to a country by justice, but one who overtaxes it brings it to ruin.
5 A person who flatters his neighbor spreads a net for his own steps.”
I was out on the Rio Grande at Beaver Point last month when I heard motorcycles racing on I-25. The motorcycles were very loud and very clear. I recorded the motorcycles, wrote and recorded the song, “All Revved Up”, and I finally got around to borrowing enough video snippets from YouTube to make the above music video. Below is a map of where I was standing and approximately where the motorcycles were racing on I-25 when I made the recording.
Sound carries very well from the Interstate to Corrales. Often the cars, trucks, and motorcycles sound like they are on the ditch bank 500 feet from the house.
All Revved Up By Timothy Price
[Verse 1] I’m all revved up Yeah! So cool On my motorcycle No fool Donuts, wheelies, smoking tires Screamin’ like a demon shot out of hell fire
[Chorus] Centerline slalom whiteline fever Lighting fast, intense street sweeper Dragging demons, cheating the Reaper
[Verse 2] Black leather jacket Is so cool Motorcycle boots No fool Don’t you wanna record all the action Flawless riding satisfaction
[Chorus] Centerline slalom whiteline fever Lighting fast, intense street sweeper Dragging demons, cheating the Reaper
[Bridge – Rap] Revving my engine while I’m sitting at a red light Greenlight, smoking tire the power grab is out of sight Three-second speed rush slamming on the brakes tight Revving my engine, oh those vibes feel so right.
[Guitar Solo]
[Verse 3] Red lights flashing That’s not cool One-hundred-sixty You fool Tucked on the tank, giving it my all Still got caught, slammed up against the wall
[Outro] Redneck motha in the clink, err Slowpoke and depressed cell sweeper Lonely, longing, befriends the Reaper
I irrigated on Thursday. A gopher hole created an unwanted lake that was draining water that the plants needed. After 30 minutes of trying to plug the hole where it was flowing out of the ground, which I knew wouldn’t work, I finally found two holes that were the source and plugged them. Not before getting a significant-sized lake. The whole thing reminded me of how the Salton Sea was created.
Off Center & Not Even 