I’ll dive right back in after ages of not posting here. Even though I haven’t been working on making music very much of late, it remains a major portion of my consciousness (or something like that).

In addition to moderating a music discussion, MyFive, amongst a small group of friends, I have begun curating a weekly Spotify playlist, Spotified from Pandora, consisting of tracks that “caught my ear” during the week while listening to my obsessively seeded Pandora mix (updated every Monday):

Archived playlists here:
Spotified from Pandora page with archived lists

I also played a little acoustic guitar a few weeks back developing a new little riff and chord progression which I may couple with a middle of the night burst of lyrics for a song with the working title “Inherit the Windfall.” They need to be edited down to an actual song, but I included said burst below.

Be safe and well.
-Ed Eee Bee

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Inherit the Windfall (initial lyric ideas)

Dear leader,
Can I still criticize you?
Or will they come for me?
Or take away my air breath
In my time of need

Or maybe you’ll shoot me
In the middle of the street
Some will cheer

Sell my blood
Take stock

Will you only provide
To bended knees?

I’m no expert
I’m nobody
I’m you
I have a voice
I’m failing
Not winning

I’m not trying to be clever
I’m not trying to be brave
Maybe I am

Nice? Nasty?

The rain, the rainfall

Give, give, give

There’s never any evidence

Some have said

It would be a joke
If it wasn’t terrorizing/terrifying
Surreal, so real

No real aptitude for business
Ill gains spread virally

Friends in high places
Trickle on/down

It’s always a con
Mark my words

Shower you with kindness as the rain falls

Give blood
Suspend belief

What more do you want?
What will it take?
As you lay me down
Put me In to my grave
What will be said

What is (in) my power

Helper, healer
Hidden
Sequestered
Afraid of
empowered

Whites only
Unless you have a token
Then let’s do lunch
I’ll eat yours