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Myself
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silly sesame street self-analysis with cheese
loneliness tripping dextromethorphan kaaba
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A kind of sonic journal/therapy.. self indulgent, sure.. but its a great place to keep my stuff. ;) and, oh btw..Im not a great musician or vocalist - these rea
Its just me, and some other friends/soundclick collaborators from time to time. Im not the greatest musician/vocalist or home recording tech. These things are what they are - just me being me. Its more along the lines of a sonic journal/therapy thing. And Ive been helped a lot through this hobby of mine thats been happening now for over 20 years. Im one of those people that live somewhere out on the fringe of social circles(which are in very very short supply in my life at present). This hobby has been a great pressure release valve for me, and a great friend. I owe it a lot - and it always says "naw man, ya dont owe me nothin.. lets jam". Weepy enough for ya? LOL! I think its a wonderful thing. well, thats the "band". thank you, thank you.. And thanks for droppin' by, Jeremy
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Alternative • Indie
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Peak #140
Peak in subgenre #31
Author
Jeremy Troyer
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Jeremy Troyer 2015
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March 11, 2010
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MP3 5.2 MB • 128 kbps • 5:38
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just an easy saturday afternoon weeping with joy
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well I can hav fun by myself, watch.. dance around the room in my underwear.. I can have fun by myself, see.. blanket for a cape and I fly through the air! make room for the big boys toys in the old playroom.. cowhide pants and a cowboy hat and a bullwhip too.. Xanadu! well I can trip out by myself, watch.. Im a dextro-methor-phan.. I can trip out by myself, see.. 1500 milligrams.. project out on the roof of the Kaaba square.. a cool night breeze under the starry seas of the living air.. I'll meet you there! and i cant see where Im runnin to.. Its dark and sunny and black n blue and I dont know if I'll ever make it through another day.. and I know somewhere in my past I gave up my life for another blast.. and maybe somewhere some day I'll be okay.. well I can write a song by myself, watch.. paper and pen and a guitar too.. I can write a song by myself, see.. But I'd rather write a song with you! and listen to the wind blow cold across the sea.. never dying always changing into eternity! lay my head on a single twin bed in the afternoon.. a stark white ceiling and a heart broke feeling in an empty room.. just a dressed up tomb... .
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