F.C.P.R.E.M.I.X.

The Fall of Troy

The Fall Of Troy - F.C.P.R.E.M.I.X. 

Slow down this is slippin’ through my mind,
this conversation has run out of time.
Honey I know you know what I mean,
and that’s the one thing that you soon will find.
I know that you really wanna go,
my mind is runnin’ outta gas just relax,
and recap, and relapse.
Tonight, my body’s jumpin’ and I,
go through the motions and I’m leaving on this journey,
maybe someday I’ll come running home to you.

I don’t wanna see the day, my words cannot make it safe.
(Come running home! Come running home!)
Her heart in my hands, it’s too bad, no regrets…
I don’t wanna see the day, her tears are falling on my grave.
(Come running home! Come running home!)
This is my one chance, to take back, no regrets…

Let’s go! I just wanna let you know,
this situation leaves me outta breath.
We’ll drive till the love that’s in your eyes,
drops to the ground, unravels like a thread…
I know that you really wanna go,
I only think about her, must get to her, cannot lose her.
You know that I will not let this die,
life support systems and my mind on
rewind and rewind and rewind…

21st Century Schizoid Man

King Crimson

“21st Century Schizoid Man” by King Crimson

I’m obsessed with overlooked eras, with cultural artifacts that have been forgotten or overlooked or unfairly dismissed.  Bearing that in mind: We’re told that Punk and New Wave thankfully swept away all those Prog Rock dinosaurs and Psychedelic remnants.  But after listening to a lot of the Psychedelic-saturated Garage Rock records coming from Bay Area bands recently, I’ve revisited a few of those old dinosaurs, and I think the reports of their death were exaggerated.  Punk taught us that creativity is more important than skill, but King Crimson would like to ask, What’s wrong with having both?

Roundabout

Yes

Yes - Roudabout