Posts Tagged ‘sound’

brain

dead beat delivery
from the radio station
overflowing rivers of sound
music suffusing
brains effusing
all about that radio song

Like a renegade saint
With my mouth full of plaster
Dancing in the hereafter
Dead beats weighing my heart
Transfixing my emotions
Ripping out my preconceptions
Rearranging my desire
Setting my soul on fire

Like a renegade saint
Listening to notes fluttering on a psychedelic breeze
And imagining the spirit of a tree
An ancient Jarrah
Immaculate, grounded, bound to mother earth, immense of girth
With the chords spiralling in the leafy canopy and whirligigging to infect my dark green mind-matrices
Great gouts of glorious melody mutating from dissonant noise to nurture neurons
Fizzle fizzle electro-chemical frying across networks and networks within networks
Dopamine surging releasing super-charged head rushes
Musical vibration for my salvation
Better than medication
Tastes like honey

woofer

A vegetable oscillation inspires new beats for a broken egg-shell meditation
Queer wind through the cracks in a vulgar picture
Thoughts chewed over pensively to pristine rhythms
Till night-time whispers become overwhelming, belting at a door inside my head
Sounds bebop a transmutation of fingers twisting arcane melodies
Quavers and semi-quavers interlaced with whimsy iterating and reiterating
Synchronous day-glo symphonies dance through the twilight and ignite the atmosphere
Sympathetic sundials spin in time with the rapscallionish tunes
Vibes format and reinitialize spider-webs of delicate intrigue and frenzied fractals of suspense
Subterranean bass through the souls of my feet
Sexual tension and apprehension played through a moog synthesizer
A prehensile mood alters comprehension of tuned curlicues of cogitation
I count the holes in my arm as the beat reverberates

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Divine cannabinoid day-dreams
Of three chords recurring,
Hanging in the air like fruit bats,
Anticipating the pregnant moment.
Eyelids descending in a smoke filled room.
Vegetable contagion
Of esoteric periodicities,
Crashing over at deranged frequencies.
Oscillation.
Stoned beyond reasonable conversation,
Inside the iterating drones,
Constructing crystalline towers of sound,
A transparent radiation of elegant melody,
From guitars distorted delicately,
Driving me into an esoteric trance.
And the album plays on-
Taking me to the other side.

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Posted: June 7, 2014 in rant
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