Here's Episode 2 of the Illich Sketch Show created in collaboration with Euan Sinclair :-)
Recorded and engineered by Jono at the Soular Power Suite.
Friday, 6 May 2011
Tuesday, 3 May 2011
Illich - The High Brow Sketch Show (Episode One)
The long awaited lauch of the Illich Sketch Show created in collaboration with Euan Sinclair :-)
Recorded and engineered by Jono at the Soular Power Suite.
Nympholepsy
Nympholepsy (March 2005)
Things that are and things that were lie heavily on me,
Like things that have yet to come...
"Would-have-beens" and "could-have-beens" and "never-ever-will-bes",
The things that I should have done
Nympholepsy!
I hope you find what you're looking for,
Father-Time won't save me from this
Not in this life or the next,
The past is dim, the presents dark,
Time will never clear this mist,
Father-Time won't save me from this
The future brings no light forever,
Father-Time won't save me from this,
Can't save me from the never...
Things we've seen, places we've been and where we go tomorrow,
There's something we're searching for...
I've lived this life, I've tried and strived but never have been able,
To find just that little bit more...
Nympholepsy!
I hope you find what you're looking for,
Father-Time won't save me from this
Not in this life or the next,
The past is dim, the presents dark,
Time will never clear this mist,
Father-Time won't save me from this
The future brings no light forever,
Father-Time won't save me from this,
Can't save me from the never...
I hope you find what you're looking for
I hope you find what you're looking for
I hope you find what you're looking for
I hope you find what you're looking for
Things that are and things that were lie heavily on me,
Like things that have yet to come...
"Would-have-beens" and "could-have-beens" and "never-ever-will-bes",
The things that I should have done
Nympholepsy!
I hope you find what you're looking for,
Father-Time won't save me from this
Not in this life or the next,
The past is dim, the presents dark,
Time will never clear this mist,
Father-Time won't save me from this
The future brings no light forever,
Father-Time won't save me from this,
Can't save me from the never...
Things we've seen, places we've been and where we go tomorrow,
There's something we're searching for...
I've lived this life, I've tried and strived but never have been able,
To find just that little bit more...
Nympholepsy!
I hope you find what you're looking for,
Father-Time won't save me from this
Not in this life or the next,
The past is dim, the presents dark,
Time will never clear this mist,
Father-Time won't save me from this
The future brings no light forever,
Father-Time won't save me from this,
Can't save me from the never...
I hope you find what you're looking for
I hope you find what you're looking for
I hope you find what you're looking for
I hope you find what you're looking for
Thursday, 21 April 2011
Love is Selfish
You can't be in a relationship with someone except for 'selfish' reasons otherwise it's not a relationship it's doing someone a favour. You want to be involved with someone because You Want Them. You want someone to be involved with you because They Want You not because they feel they should because you want them.
Love is, and should always be, Selfish.
Love is, and should always be, Selfish.
Monday, 18 April 2011
Tuesday, 12 April 2011
Checkout my review of Blackout on The Skinny Website!
Friday, 8 April 2011
A Music Poem
So much of our breath is wasting, squandered are our words,
We've so much, the more to give them, the less seems quite absurd...
And yet we, in all good conscience, spend each waking day,
Speaking as though spoken-word, spoke all we had to say...
Why ever talk when you can sing?
Are words your only music?
Your music is your everything!
You little bird, you've taken wing!
Now put your heart into it,
And let your voice give your life meaning...
Time is not our only measure, of the here and now,
Your time can make all time a treasure, there's little doubt, here's how,
Just give your all, and everything, to everything you do,
You have got so much to bring, there's so much more to you...
Why ever talk when you can sing?
Are words your only music?
Your music is your everything!
You little bird, you've taken wing!
Now put your heart into it,
And let your voice give your life meaning...
We've so much, the more to give them, the less seems quite absurd...
And yet we, in all good conscience, spend each waking day,
Speaking as though spoken-word, spoke all we had to say...
Why ever talk when you can sing?
Are words your only music?
Your music is your everything!
You little bird, you've taken wing!
Now put your heart into it,
And let your voice give your life meaning...
Time is not our only measure, of the here and now,
Your time can make all time a treasure, there's little doubt, here's how,
Just give your all, and everything, to everything you do,
You have got so much to bring, there's so much more to you...
Why ever talk when you can sing?
Are words your only music?
Your music is your everything!
You little bird, you've taken wing!
Now put your heart into it,
And let your voice give your life meaning...
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