Quartz – 4 track EP

Four songs/poems set to electronic music written for this summer’s 50/90 Challenge.

Available to download on bandcamp at Name Your Price (including free!).

  1. Wired Up Right
  2. Not Dissociated
  3. Options
  4. Strange Ghosts

Wired Up Right

Got a dodgy connection
Mind glitch piercing pitch
I need surge protection
I need an off switch

Got a dodgy connection
Between myself and everything else
Quick! Before the circuit melts

And I gotta make certain
That my head is screwed on tight
And all the wires are wired up right

Time for reflection
Funhouse mirror reflection
Sometimes it’s for the best
To just have a little rest

Sparks are flying
High volt lightning bolt
Components frying
Shock jolt electrical fault

Solder smoulders
Static bites flashing lights
Thoughts short
Make sure all the wires are wired up right

Wired up right
Wired up right
Yeah right
This’ll just have to do

Not Dissociated

I’m not dissociated
I am otherwise associated
Drifting away in a daydream
Lost in a moment

Lost in a moment far from the here and now
Hiding in a little side room off reality
Beat a quiet retreat into numb stillness
Still numbness
Quelling rising anxiety with a wash of somewhere else

Someone else
Away with the fairies
On another planet
The lights are on but no one’s home
Caught up in patterns
Spaced out
Zoned out
Trippy

I’m not dissociated
I am otherwise associated
Floating away from the weight of the world
Resting face: gormless
Looking vacant but really
Otherwise engaged

Options

It’s an epic adventure
You don’t know what you’ll find
Roads branch out in front of you
How do you make up your mind?

Uncertain future
Carve the path you choose
Find a job that’ll suit you?
You’ve got everything and nothing to lose

How you gonna know?
How you gonna see?
Where you wanna go
Who you wanna be

You wish you knew
You wish you saw
What you wanna do
As you open up the door

Overwhelming choices
Decisions in the dark
You don’t know what your voice is
Your flame is still a spark

So much stress
So much pressure
It will all come together
Whatever your endeavour

How you gonna know?
How you gonna see?
Where you wanna go
Who you wanna be

You wish you knew
You wish you saw
What you wanna do
As you open up the door

Strange Ghosts

Standing in the empty theatre
Full of strange ghosts
Who foreshadow future faces
Transfixed engrossed

The crew is here now
Setting up the scene
All hands to the job
A greasepaint oiled machine

Air sizzling
Yet all in our stride
Practical
Keep it cool
But inside –
We can taste it

That buzz of a vision realised
Soon to be seen by so many eyes
Moving through a pregnant atmosphere
That’s about to burst into life

All for the love of entertainment
Exercising excitement containment
A balance of distance and feeling it
A dance of pretense and meaning it

An abstract theatrical contract
Between practitioner and devotee
Is about to be entered into
For an emotional jamboree

Last minute preparation
To make the illusion complete
Electric expectation
Of a beautiful deceit

The strange ghosts will be real soon
No more empty seats

Butterflies?
It’s a butterfly rodeo!
But we know
All part of the show

Steady now

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