There is just something strange about October.
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Windy, rainy, the days are growing darker, and life switch gears. That’s what it feels like for me anyways. Here is another somewhat eklectic podcast episode for you.
We hear Imp going a bit mad no thanks to yours truly. We hear a new flash fiction piece narrated by Billy a.k.a Sriracha with music by neil a.k.a Rolf from Kompoz.com.
I give you the word of the month to ponder and learn something about.
“Gaslighting”. I’ll give you a hint; Gaslighting does not require flatulence and a bic lighter. 😀
And there is a new song that is not yet finalized. My pumpkin was written by joey a.k.a JoeyAlomar who added bass, guitar and drums along with motivation and encouragement. There’s additional guitar by Tony a.k.a StratCas, and the rest is my creation; stuff like even more guitars, piano, sax, lyrics, vocals and production. You will hear the very first sneak preview right here as the collaboration is still private and under highest secrecy. 🙂 There is a reason why I don’t add a link to this collaboration as this song will go public in time for Halloween and no sooner.
This recording is licensed as all rights reserved. Listen all you want, comment please, and you do have special permission to share this all you want. Spread the weird. 😀
Let’s not forget to wish a fantastic
happy birthday Dan Savage
who is the coolest sex columnist ever. Let us all wish him lots of cake and a great year!
Enjoy this October madness. Just consider it priming for Halloween.
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My pumkin lyrics
By Jenny K Brennan 2014
There’s a bird on a branch in a tree in a forest not far from me.
It serenades me and I know the type.
And there’s a man on a chair with a feather in his hair.
He says with this we can all fly.
He says with this we can all fly forever more.
Don’t burst my bubble I believe there’s a genie in my bottle.
A genie in my bottle.
Don’t tease my pumpkin.
I believe there’s a fairy and a gnome making babies on my lawn.
There’s a cat on a shelf with a glassy stare.
Watching me watching you.
This is what it’s saying.
There’s a place over there where
the stars and the sky and the ghosts gather round.
For tea on your patio.
Once upon a time we all believed.
Don’t burst my bubble I believe there’s a genie in my bottle.
A genie in my bottle.
Don’t tease my pumpkin.
I believe there’s a fairy and a gnome making babies on my lawn.
Glass slippers fit
Hans and gretel came home.
Trolls are misunderstood
Of course it is so.
Glass slippers fit
Tales are never too tall.
heroes will never fall.
Of course it is so
They’re building houses out of shrooms.
I’ll make you believe
This is for real.
They’re making babies on my lawn
don’t burst my bubble…
Jenny K Brennan
Oct 7 2014
Ontario Canada