roam

posted in OHC715 on Jun 23, 2022
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another hearth's

burnt out

and your heart just

can't continue

at the pace its moving now


is it the fear

of pending danger?

or the woods just getting

stranger?

either way

you can't bring yourself to stay


no more living in this state

no more of this day by day

can you feel it coming back

that spot of hope

no more "leaving it to fate"

it's time to take the reins

it's time to go


no matter where we are

no matter where we roam

no matter what when i'm with you

i'll always be at home

i'll follow if you go

boldly into the big unknown

you don't have to do this alone 

one small misstep for man

posted in OHC714 on Jun 16, 2022
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don't get me started

it's quite a marvel

looking down down down

at that blue marble


caught myself stammer

at its silent glamour

way past the din, din, din

of earth, the clamor


and though the training was basura

still got up and put the suit on

don't know how i stayed committed

but (someway, somehow) i did it


now the hardest part has passed

i can kick back and just relax

with my non-descript light beer

(wait, did i bring a bottle opener here?)


i don't want to return

but i left my bottle opener on earth

thought i found out how to win at life

but i left the most important thing behind


summer break

posted in OHC712 on Jun 02, 2022
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summer in the sticks and

though i still can't get a signal

i keep checking for a call


and though i am away

from my responsibilities

i can't seem to rest at all


and though at your cajoling

i have stopped all the doomscrolling

there's that hole i'd have to fill


something to occupy

myself with all of this free time

seems the hours hang so still


in all of this heat

in all of this restlessness

can't get off my feet

i can't get myself to rest


Late Entry

crayolavision

posted in OHC709 on May 12, 2022
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(still figuring out my mobile setup!)


burnt sienna seered into the yellow green

cutting into purple mountain majesty

i know it's shadows 'gainst the light

to me and bittersweet

but seeing through the labels

is enough for me


bet it's pretty when the sun hits right

thanks for taking me to these heights

bridge and tunnel

posted in OHC706 on Apr 21, 2022
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(i miss my commute)


all PATHs lead to you baby

and from my windows every night

i can see the way you shine


is it true baby

that you're still movin' on?

oh you know it's been so long


will you wait for me?

i'm on the 163

will you wait for me?

oh, you best believe


i'm a

bridge and tunnel away

bridge and tunnel, so wait


by train or bus

you know i'll come

bridge and tunnel away

able to

posted in OHC704 on Apr 07, 2022
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so begins ableton april, where i force myself to work/learn in ableton live for a month.


lyrics:


don't quite know the

lay of the land

since i've been

struck from the rolls

i've never quite left

my front steps

oh this pattern's all i know


i'll adjust i'm managing

i get the gist but

i don't speak the language yet

though i bet


i'm able to

i'm able to adapt

i'm able to

though i still quite feel trapped


i'm able to

i'm able to adapt

i'm able to

though i still quite feel trapped   

lucky man

posted in OHC701 on Mar 17, 2022
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i knew a girl

who went by the name margarita

but the truth was

she wasn't as sweet


but she's pretty

and she's loaded

and her dad's a sheikh, uh

so i'm lucky that she sorta likes me


and my friends they

tried to find someone who'd treat me better

but i can't picture

someone else with me


so i did what any

other in my sitch would do

ignore advice

and then move in next week


i loved a girl

who went by the name margarita

but the truth was

she was always so dour


and all i've given up for her

my friends my dreams

couldn't save when her

affections grow sour


though the rose-tinted glasses

that i've taped to my face

ain't masking all those red flags so well


i'm lucky to be with my

ol' gal margarita

even though

she always puts me through hell


lucky to be her man

i swear it's not that bad

she's going through some things

she's not usually this mean


lucky she's still around

i know what's going down

she's going through some things

she's not usually this mean

four-door sedan

posted in OHC700 on Mar 10, 2022
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(sorry this one's kinda mean)


well you're not really my type

but at least you've got a car

and though i can't stay out all night

i'm sure we can get pretty far


i'm tired of speculating

what it's like really dating

you seem to care so i guess

i should, too


so you take me to a spot

off of 4 and 17

where the shelves are stocked with... booster packs?

and the crowd looks kinda mean


i think it's kinda tragic

you dragged me to modern Magic

but you seem to care so

i guess i should, too


we're going nowhere fast

in your four-door sedan

still reeks of your dad's

marlboro reds

you said you want romance

to please give you a chance

but i think

this thing needs to end

no idea

posted in OHC699 on Mar 03, 2022
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(oh boy, a compo where i get to explain my songwriting process)


it seems

i know exactly what i'm doing

as i move with purpose through

the song


but i learned if you can

do things confidently

no one will know

if you it wrong

(i meant to do that)


the point to all of this

i'm tryin' to make

is that i've no idea

what is going on

no idea what i'm gonna do

with this song

mister weeks wants his nap

posted in OHC698 on Feb 24, 2022
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(thanks Souperion for the song title! context for those who missed chat: had to re-write my OHC song 30 min in since the self-indulgent bluesy-belty-riffy-rock thing i was working on kept waking up mr. weeks. sorry, t!)


lyrics:

an endless blue

not a blues guitar in sight

some peace and quiet

on any other day i'd choose you


but i'm tired

leave me to my dreams

of blue danubes

and (please) try to

keep it down if you could?


on any other day i'd choose you

on any other day i'd choose you

on any other day i'd choose you

on any other day i'd choose you

i'll see you at the top

posted in OHC695 on Feb 03, 2022
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(whoops, guess who accidentally fixated on those stairs in the first picture)



lyrics:


starting at square one

i swear i'll take the stairs this time

for once in my life


i've never felt the sun

brush me at such heights before

i think it could be fun


staring at the summit

feeling my stomach plummet

i want to, but i can't give up


one step and one step more, see?

at least i've got you with me

i guess i'll see you at the top

Late Entry

re: hyperballad

posted in OHC693 on Jan 20, 2022
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wanted to make a response to bjork's hyperballad


lyrics

what a sight

what a view

still so new

i'm still not used to this


living here

high up with you


but every noon

after you do

whatever you do at 6am


i climb down

and fetch all the spoons


i get it

you're terrified

but know while that's true


i'm here when

you need me

but i feel it too


the clatter at dawn every morning

the bottles and car parts in flight

have you ever thought ask me

if i'm also scared of heights?




Late Entry

new year, same me

posted in OHC691 on Jan 06, 2022
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this'll be the year

i get myself together

made myself a pact

this time to do much better

signed in violet ink

in smudged capital letters

"be the best me you can be

in 2020" (2? already?)


delete my shopping apps

and ones with food delivery

read up on mindfulness

to keep my thoughts real steady

re-joined my old gym

can't wait to get real sweaty

"planet fitness is now

closed this week for disinfection-" already?


[chorus]

catch me on teamspeak

crying into my lean cuisine

'cause it's shapin' up to be a

new year, same me


catch me at the listening party

vaping some cbd

'cause it's shapin' up to be a

new year, same me


new year, same me

new year, same me

new year, same me

don't know who else i could be


new year, same me

new year, same me

new year, same me

what do i want to be

Late Entry

let go

posted in OHC682 on Nov 04, 2021
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there's a you-shaped piece

of baggage i carry

and it still weighs

on my heart heavily


they said i did the best i could

is it the best

when you are gone for good?


please tell me if i should


let go

toss it off a cliff

with the rest of it


let go

down into the rubble

with the rest of my troubles


wringing my hands

won't bring you back

so let me know

know if i can

let go

rites of autumn

posted in MnP128 on Nov 02, 2021
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"Although the villagers had forgotten the ritual and lost the original black box, they still remembered to
use stones. The pile of stones the boys had made earlier was ready; there were stones on the ground
with the blowing scraps of paper that had come out of the box. Delacroix selected a stone so large she
had to pick it up with both hands and turned to Mrs. Dunbar. "Come on," she said. "Hurry up."

Mr. Dunbar had large stones in both hands, and she said, gasping for breath. "I can't run at all. You'll
have to go ahead, and I'll catch up with you."

The children had stones already. And someone gave little Davy Hutchinson few pebbles."
-- from "The Lottery" by Shirley Jackson



according to some "secret of mana" wiki entry i must've seen a month ago, the japanese title also translates to "ritual." i had "The Lottery" in mind and all the speculated pomp and circumstance that used to go on pre-stoning when arranging this.


really wanted to feature a children's choir in there and wanted to support it with instruments that were equal parts "cute" and "unnerving:" celesta, glockenspiel, and pizzicato strings. i added some adult choir bits for extra meat. i also added a little bit of timpani that turned into a whole lot more timpani than i had anticipated.

humidity and time

posted in OHC680 on Oct 21, 2021
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here's to all of the classics

and everything in that demographic

first editions, flaky spines

thoughts run together in wavy lines


but still it's so tragic

to see them stripped of all of the magic

raw emotion in its prime

gone to humidity and time

BONUS ENTRY: Strictly Come Slashing

posted in MnP127 on Sep 29, 2021
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you and seven other couples take to the floor. the scent of hairspray and roll-on body glitter hangs heavily in the air. you can see the hunger in everyone elses' eyes; like you, they've been training for months for a chance at the top spot. can you and your partner catch the eye of the judges, and can you remember to smile?


this was a love letter to my amateur ballroom competition days, and all the fierceness (both colloquially and literally, these were some beautiful, scary motherf--ckers) from my fellow competitors. shout out to my older brother, who broke a shelf with all of his dance medals and trophies. sadly, i never really placed much higher than a certificate of participation.


i really wanted to tap into the aggressive spirit of competitive dance; juxtaposing a social dance (salsa) with a battle theme was extremely fun. i don't think it's quite salsa enough to be considered salsa, but i think you can dance to it if you really tried (i was able to get a couple of steps down to it)


EDIT: tempo was really bugging me. i originally had it at the original 143 but it was too fast to dance to, so i slowed it down to 130 before submitting. now it's a slightly speedier but still dance-able 135.

PSL-egy

posted in OHC676 on Sep 23, 2021
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pour me through a sieve

a scene in cinnamon and cream

i got one shot to espresso

oh, express the way i feel


i'm still redeyed and confused

about the way i feel 'bout you

'cuz you had made the coffee,

and i just shot the news


we fall into routines

and you don't know how much it meaned

to me the last time when you said

"there's pigeon shit on your jeans"


oh, when you shuddered down

after the virus came around

though i chug starbucks now

i miss the psl at ol' beantown

elegy of the river daughter

posted in 90MC035 on Sep 21, 2021
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ripped a bit from "ozymandias," hope that's cool!


(lyrics)

bury me under a sheet of sand

bury me once more

like you did before


bury me under the seat

of your gilded throne

of blood and bone


water

feel the current coming

harder

feel my grief oncoming

(water)

while you waste time

building castles on the sand


water

hear my people shouting

harder

while you're empire's crumblin'

water

when the waves start calling

know i had a hand



look on thy works, ye mighty and despair

'cause i was there

of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare

so say your prayers

Late Entry

a trick of the light

posted in OHC675 on Sep 16, 2021
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when you say you see

parts of yourself in me

in the cuts and burns

reflected on my skin

but then suddenly

when reminded of your fraility

you resent

what i represent

and you fear what's within

that's why i can't be

the one you love

being with you doesn't feel right

don't say you need me

or that i'm sent from above

know it's just a trick of the light

seeing the forest from the trees

posted in OHC674 on Sep 09, 2021
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take it step by step

keep your eyes ahead

don't lose sight of your goal

though it's hard to tread

please don't lose your head

you'll make it home


keep my head above water

though the current gets stronger

i'll keep the fight up longer

(i owe it to you)


though my doubt's gettin' louder

weakness grows by the hour

you couldn't be any prouder

(i owe it to you)


take it step by step

keep your eyes ahead

don't lose sight of your goal

though it's hard to tread

please don't lose your head

you'll make it home


take it step by step

keep your eyes ahead

don't lose sight of your goal

though it's hard to tread

please don't lose your head

you'll make it home

Late Entry

colorado goes to a concert

posted in OHC672 on Aug 26, 2021
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i dunno why i came here

air is brutal

sun's too near

ten bucks for water

so i chug my beer

bass is screaming       

i can't hear

thoughts over the speaker

tho i made it clear

i'd never come back in a million years



sorry for being a stick in the mud

i don't go out much these days

social anxiety coaxes out

demons in gestures most mundane


why'd that girl shoot me that look?

does she know all that it took

to get my butt out of-


(oh, i dropped my keys? oh thanks)


sorry for being a stick in the mud

i don't go out much these days

social anxiety coaxes out

demons in gestures most mundane

sorry for everything, i know you

wanted to see gojira play

social anxiety coaxes out

demons in gestures most mundane

Late Entry

needing space

posted in OHC671 on Aug 19, 2021
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another compo, another song where i only manage to write a verse and a chorus


(i guess it's time)

pack my things and go

'cuz i don't want to

deal with your shit no more

i bid you adieu

with all you put me through

and all i bled for

won't take more blows from you,

my so-called mentor


call disconnected

call it what you want,

but don't call to ever touch base


why ya still askin' for me?

ain't this you meant

when you said that you wanted space?



Un Dimanche Apres Midi

posted in MnP126 on Aug 11, 2021
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i wanted to capture the spirit of hearing a live jam in the park, something i've sorely been missing ever since i started working from home regularly. in-universe i pictured this happening by the benches near the route 35 entrance.


part of what drove the instrumentation for this was choosing/prioritizing acoustic instruments that were easy to lug into a park (well, save for the double bass.) as such, the drum section was replaced with bongos, a shaker, a tambourine, and a couple of human sounds (stomps and claps.) hopefully that's still considered MnP.


title is a play on the french title for Georges Seurat's "A Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte," which was a huge inspiration for this arrangement!

Late Entry

tropicana motel

posted in OHC667 on Jul 22, 2021
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partially inspired by mr. weeks himself. love you, t.


[lyrics]

you're the kind of tired sleep can't fix

and i'm so sick of watching

my cursor blink


so lets go

to the motel

on east young ave.

where we necked our first o'douls

we were young once, right?

tropicana waits

for me and you


was it really easier back then?

'cuz i had a stick up there

and you were much quieter then


let's just go

to the motel

on east young ave.

where you lost all your belt loops

you were young once, right?

tropicana waits

for me and you


but we'll go

to the motel

on east young ave

where i realized i love you

i was young once, right?

tropicana stays

for me and you

you built the bridge

posted in OHC665 on Jul 08, 2021
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lyrics? in an hour? impossible


lyrics:

spent my days sittin'

where the grass ain't greener

you've got a new demeanor

is that what life's like

on the other side?


spend my nights wishin'

one day i'll be braver

i'll aim for somethin greater

but i can't move forward

no matter how i try


try as i may

i can't get over you

leavin me this way

try as i may

i can't move forward


try as i may

you tried your best i guess

but i just stay the same

you built the bridge

i can't get over it


Votes (29)
Round Date
OHC714 Jun 16, 2022
OHC712 Jun 02, 2022
OHC711 May 26, 2022
OHC709 May 12, 2022
OHC707 Apr 28, 2022
OHC706 Apr 22, 2022
OHC705 Apr 14, 2022
90MC063 Apr 08, 2022
OHC704 Apr 07, 2022
OHC701 Mar 22, 2022
OHC699 Mar 04, 2022
OHC698 Feb 24, 2022
OHC696 Feb 10, 2022
OHC695 Feb 03, 2022
OHC693 Jan 20, 2022
OHC691 Jan 06, 2022
OHC690 Dec 31, 2021
OHC685 Nov 26, 2021
MnP128 Nov 15, 2021
OHC682 Nov 04, 2021
OHC677 Sep 30, 2021
OHC676 Sep 27, 2021
90MC035 Sep 27, 2021
MnP126 Aug 23, 2021
OHC668 Jul 29, 2021
OHC667 Jul 22, 2021
OHC666 Jul 15, 2021
OHC665 Jul 08, 2021
OHC503 May 31, 2018