Grendel – A Kompoz collaboration – JennyK Original

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Grendel – A Kompoz collaboration – (JennyK original)

Art/prog- rock

About this song:

I read books. Lots of books.
I escape, sure I do. It’s my safe place.
And Recently I started listening to a podcast featureing fairytales the way they were written, not as they got cleaned up and polished by Disney. And those are disturbing, interesting, fascinating, and like a kick in the ass for creativity.
However, information overload is a thing, even if it’s self-imposed entertainment.
I’m not sure what that dark and absurd stuff does to the mind in the long run. Or if it’s even worth the bother considering.
As far as the name is concerned, I did read Beowulf recently – or an abridged podcast version. and I can’t help sympathize with Grendel. All he wanted was peace and quiet.

Thank you:

WillaWay: drums, lead guitar
Pete Midipunk: Encouragement, comical release. 😀
Bill Babcock: Guitars
Clif Warren: Bass.
JennyK -Songwriting, lyrics, vocals, various keys and pads, mixing, mastering


Lyrics by Jenny K. Brennan

Once upon a time there was a poet. He wrote a story where they all died. And someones mother was insane in the swamp and they came to get her.
And once upon a time there was a princess in a tower and she got knocked up and died when she tried to escape. Got strangled on her hair.
And once upon a time there was a happily ever after.
Can you tie up this story line?
Can you soothe my Grendel?
Oh, I’ve been losing all my heroes cause I’ve been killing them all.
I don’t know what I’m on.
It’s gotta be something strong.
I’m a poet after all.
Oh, I’ve been losing my direction and maybe I’ve gone too far.
It’s all the stories I read.
It’s all the stories I read.
It’s all the stories I read.
I want to believe in fairytales.
Do you believe in happily ever after.
Do you believe love’s like a fairytale.
I wanna believe in happily ever after.
But I do believe that love is a fairytale.
Once upon a time.
Oh, I’ve been losing my perception.
Cause I’ve been turning it down.
I don’t know what I’ve done.
It’s gotta be something dumb.
I’m a poet after all.
Oh, I’ve been burning your instructions and maybe I’ve gone too far.
It’s all the stories I read.
I want to believe the fairytale.
[Solo] Do you believe in happily ever after.
Do you believe love’s like a fairytale.
I wanna believe in happily ever after.
But I do believe that love is a fairytale.
I am nothing if not a believer.
In fairy’s play, the hero’s quest, the maiden’s everlasting innocence.
I am nothing if not a believer.
Once upon a time there was a dragon. He hoarded all the people and all the cats. He traded on the market for something interesting to read.
Once upon a time there was a king who tried to marry his daughter. Because he couldn’t find anyone as perfect as her mother who died.
Once upon a time I believed in love.
Once upon a time.
Do you believe in happily ever after.
Do you believe love’s like a fairytale.
I wanna believe in happily ever after.
But I do believe that love is a fairytale.
Once upon a time.


The Trials – A Kompoz collaboration – JennyK Original

The trials image - A very much dead bride
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The trials – A Kompoz collaboration – (JennyK original)

Released July 16 2015
Art/prog- rock

Collaboration page


This would not have been the same without
vincentsaling from Strasbourg Alsace France gave this song real life with his beautiful guitar work.
From Scotland; Nigel Robinson a.k.a Gemini added that beautiful smooth Bass and a final touch of strings
Thank you both for being part of this long in coming track.
JennyK -Songwriting, lyrics, vocals, various keys and pads, drums, mixing, mastering


This death of mine leaves me unsatisfied
But the darkness inside me is moving
and the thing that is me, the thing that was me
You burned my ass but don’t you worry
Don’t you worry
I won’t hurry

You burned my ass but don’t you worry

My body makes no sound down there in the ground
Where you laid me down
But you pray
You pray that I’ll stay
Dead, dead, dead, dead
Don’t you worry, i won’t hurry
I just bide my time
I bide my time
Cause my body makes no sound

This cold cold heart leaves me
Hungering, craving
There comes a day
There comes a day
Your flesh and your blood will satisfy me
This thing that was me
This thing that is me
You burned my ass
But don’t you worry, don’t you worry

My body made no sound as you lay me down
Into the ground and now you’re praying
My body made no sound as you lay me down
Into the ground
And now you’re praying I’ll be staying

There was a time
A life I can’t recall
But there must have been
I must have been

Reaching out from a flaming pire
A life tainted by lies
Chastised by fire
Screaming from out of endless punishment
A life broken by faith
Twisted by your beliefs

Then I left that pain
I left that life behind
But I’ll never forget

Your body makes no sound as I lay you down, Into the ground,
And you’re praying
Your body makes no sound as I lay you down, into the ground
Your body makes no sound as I lay you down, into the ground
There’s no time in hell
Your body makes no sound as I lay you down
I’ll see you around
Into the ground
Your body makes no sound as I lay you down
Hush now
Into the ground
Your body makes no sound as I lay you down
I bide my time
Into the ground
Your body makes no sound

Thanks for listening.
JennyK, Gemini, and Vincent at Kompoz.


Wasted – A Kompoz collaboration – Video

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Jenny Brennan
Jasper Ontario Canada

sriracha – Bil Babcock – Ma, United States.
Gemini – Nigel Robinson Scotland United Kingdom  
kenzoK – Ken Ferretti -italy italy Italy

Billy on the drums, guitar, and mastering. Nigel on bass. Ken on the strings. thanks guys. This was fun.


(I really don’t have time for this so, make it short and wake me up when I’m done. Thanks.)
 All the time. What happened to all of the time.
All the tomorrows I had lined up in my mind all turning to yesterdays wasted time.

Here we go.

I give you all of my days.
And every night I pay.
And when the morning comes.
Leave me alone.

(There’s nothing wrong with me. Honest.)
(Let’s hear it.)

And all the love,
(Ah yeah, maybe.)
what happened to all the love.
(Yeah, well.)
All of the fantasies hot to the touch in my mind.
(If you don’t ask, I won’t tell.)
All turning to silliness and naked crying.

What do I want?
I’ll tell you what I want.
I’ll show you what I need.
And if the morning would come, leave me alone.

(Yeah, that too.)
(For fucks sake.)

Lock up, close your eyes.
(it’s not getting any better.)
Now now, I’ll find my way.
Hold on, there’s still some time.
(Are we done yet?)
Wake me up when I’m wasted.

Hold on, I will sleep when I am gone.
Let them gnaw on my old bones.
Wake me up when I’m wasted.
Never mind that.

(Let’s just get wasted.)

I’ll tell you all my fears.
I’ll give you all my tears.
If telling drives me insane, leave me alone.

(Wanna break something break it good and hard. Good job.
Are we done yet?)

Lock up or leave, wake me when I’m done.
Take what you need, wake me when you’re done.
Maybe that’s what I need, wake me when it’s done.

(Are we done? We are done.
Pull that plug will ya? Now get the fuck out of here.)

The Dorks – Right minds left – A Kompoz collaboration release – Honky Tonk

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Right minds left

Honky Tonk

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And how did this happen?

Artist’s Notes
(By Project creator Kim Noble)

How The Dorks came into existence—the behind-the-scenes story:

Starting with two lyricists who have a bit too much time on their hands, Tracy led the charge in creating some lyrics that jumped off a hilarious page
and kept the project going with his tireless finesse! But neither of us could have ever imagined that James Fraser from the grand UK country and Jenny
Brennan from the even larger country of Canada would ever take this to such a level that left Tracy and I speechless… and that is quite a feat. Adding
in a chorus of fun crooners like Dave Scheuner (California USA) and Jerry Eriksson from Sweden, well, you’ve got one entertaining tune that left us all
rolling in the aisles. And, since Jenny’s mixing skills will leave you wondering if we really are all together live… let’s put it this way… none of
us will ever tell. 🙂 We truly hope you enjoy this one-of-a kind tune and be sure to be on the lookout for the revival of The Dorks coming to a SoundBlend
arena near you! 🙂

Artists notes

How did this happen? Really? 😀
(By co-producer, mixer, Dork JennyK.)

I don’t know. Some how I got sucked into a space time warp engine and got chucked out in an alternative universe where JennyK mixes spoon, mandolin, and cowbell. Was it possible?

Well, it happened. And it’s one of the most entertaining songs I’ve worked on. It’s a lesson in audio editing and mixing that I’ll never forget. I nearly killed myself laughing when I realized what a jug track was. The Dorks are real! The Dorks will be forever awesome and I’ll be there for the revival. Thank you thank you thank you very very very very much.


Kim Noble (“KimNobleMusic”)
Lyrics, Backup Vocals
Hartford CT USA

Nicola Offidani (“NicolaOffidani”)
Massignano AP Italy

James Fraser (“offthewall”)
Lead Vocals, Backup Vocals, Arrangement, Bass, Guitar, Dobro, Jug, Mandolin, Tambourine, Spoons
Newcastle Tyneside United Kingdom

Jenny Brennan (“JennyK”)
Lead Vocals, Backup Vocals, Extraordinary Mixing, shaker, Ukulele
Jasper Ontario Canada

Tracy Hutchison (“xvpusw”)
Lyrics, Backup Vocals, Spoken Word, Cowbell, Advisor

Dave Scheuner (“Bigwagdog”)
Elk Grove CA USA

Jerry Eriksson (“jerka83”)
Backup Vocals
Vännäs ac Sweden


Some people say we’re two of a kind

And that we’d quite agree.

I’m yin, he’s yang There’s no denying

She’s peanut butter; I’m jelly.

The truth about all of this show

Is to set the record straight

We’re the type that’s clear to see

To separate us would be a mistake.


We may not be in our right minds

But it’s the only minds we have left

We may not be the thinking kind

It’s something you’ll have to accept.

When your bulb is not that bright.

There are few thoughts to regret.

We’d like to sing another line

But this is all we have left


Our mamas separated us at birth

The years completely froze.

We lived our lives in disarray

Until we found Kompoz. 🙂

So now we celebrate this truth

By writing down the rest

We call on you Our fans so true

To sing our Right Minds Left

2014 copyright Tracy Hutchison and Kim Noble


Serrated – A Kompoz Collaboration Release!

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And how did this happen?

I came across this on Kompoz and really digged it. As a somewhat closeted metal head I simply love this stuff and I followed its progress from demo to finished. But I guess it wasn’t quite finished and they were kind of looking for a possible second vocalist. Billy asked me if I was interested.

Really? Seriously? Hahah, yeah sure. Shitting bricks I did give it a tentative try and I loved it. Billy had a fairly specific vision of what he wanted and after a few tries I did get it just right. Those vocals were added as a second verse and I couldn’t be happier with the result.

The next metal track is I would say a couple of steps up from this and who knows what’s next. I’m finally doing something I always wanted to try but thought I’d never have the balls to try.

Singers talk about finding their voice. I may not have decided which of the styles I play around with is truly me, but I think this comes very close to what I want to do. Another tool in the toolbox and another bit of polish on the confidence.


Billy LeCoq-Mauvais (“sriracha”)
Arrangement, Keyboards, Guitar, Mix/Master, Production
Triskelion Pitcairn

Ash Starr (“Cursethevillain”)
Chicago ILL USA

Phil Simmons (“Sapro”)
Orlando FL USA

David W (“davidw”)

Nelson Araujo (“Wolf-Sinmons”)

Jenny Brennan (“JennyK”)
Jasper Ontario Canada


Verse I:

Serrated blade, caress my skin, and slowly let your work begin

I feel the cool, I feel the warm, I see the red.

From blue to red I’ve heard it said, I see it now, it’s in my head

I have control, you have control, now we are one.

Each kiss from you is burning hot my head explodes and time is stops

it feels so good, it hurts just right, now I’m alive.

Serrated blade, a gift of love, a time for us to share our trove

of secret times and secret deeds the scarring skin.


Serration, caress my skin

Serration, you know my world

Serrated, each cut a gift of love

Serrated, signed in blood

Verse II:

I lift my shirt for you today, where should we go, where should we play

I want to feel your loving touch, I want to be

Lay yourself across my skin and let the loving time begin

bring out my juice, for I am ripe I’m here for you.

each little slice, each little cut, each little rip, each little tear

I know you care, I know you love, I know your here

I give to you, you give to me, it’s up to us that we agree,

I’m here with you, your here with me, let’s begin

Time is gone, and here is now, you let me flow, you show me how

I’m here for you, you do me right, don’t stop now


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