bright is bright
and
scary is scary
and
i don't know where i am at the moment
bright is bright
and
scary is scary
and
i don't know where i am at the moment
This is my favorite month of the year. I'm just realizing it's here.
it's a rainy, crispy grey outside
with hints of blue peaking through as I type
My friend Jackie Jones is in town for a few moments today.
I'm attempting to finish this cup of coffee and pay homage to my favorite month.
Focus.
I like October because the air is more crisp. The rains come back and make your hair look a lovely mess. The leaves turn yellow and red! Sometimes very quick. So keep your head up. Inhale the cool, autumn wind. Oh and layers! and warm coffee is even more yummy. And did I mention the smells? and pumpkins! and halloween! and candy corn! and acorns galore!
Okay.. update outside. there is a definite steady pouring of rain in the happening.
I love the rain. I wait so long for the rain. I don't have my raincoat presently on myself. But it comes in patches and has already slowed to drizzle again.
my coffee cup is almost empty. and I need to wander to see Jackie before she leaves.
Happy October // Be free
-abc
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Sleepwalking Moment SW991
Sleepwalking Moment SW992
Sleepwalking Moment SW993
the tug to pull
the patience to break it
and heal, and feel, and ache
wonder how long it'll take
before the realize the revolution began
whistle or whisper
doesn't matter
take time to wander, friend
don't forget again
i try and i try
no one asks to sing
i stopped by
as i said i would
i wrote some words and i'll walk on
blasphemy!
rock n' roll deserves better
better hair
and better air time, too
do do do
la de due
no one saw this coming
they were lost in their mirrors
i don't like this feeling
nah, nor the whistle
i'm sorry, mate
it ain't so simple
is that right?
rock n' roll is better shared?
three dead trolls
sitting by a fire
who was their god?
why did it matter?
"they don't like a revelator"
can i ask a question?
is that guitar solo yours or was it stolen?
Sleepwalking Moment SW889
Sleepwalking Moment SW890 // SOLD
Inside Outward is my most recent songs I've created. I have been using a Korg R3 for the sounds. I recently came across a mic that plugs into the usb port on my computer.
I was really excited to sing over some songs, but it didn't quite come as organically as I thought. I kept trying and not liking what I came up with. So I decided to throw some distortion on my voice for the beginning and the outro track.
I like the final result. It feels honest. It has an upbeat, over the top beginning and end with a dark center. The 3 songs as a whole are my attempt to share life as I feel it lately.
There is a bounce in my step. I am working 2 jobs and selling art fairly frequently. I am falling in love. I am making more music. My art is even surprising me where it's going.
I'm still looking for a place for Smoggie Catt and I to live. I still need to finish putting together my book "Fragmented Realities" for people to read. I still worry about climate change and politics have never been more insane.
I'm saying I'm alright. I have my fears and uncertainties, but I don't let them get the best of me.
I embrace the "awkward". I acknowledge the moment as they are and that takes keeping an unclouded perspective.
It takes practice. It takes patience. It takes love. It takes honesty with myself and others.
I think these tunes show those waves of the soul and how I feel about life currently.
If you have a moment, give them a listen.
I'm going to quit rambling and clean up my belongings and get ready to go to work.
Be free fellow Earthlings,
-ABC
Sleepwalking Moment SW987
Sleepwalking Moment SW988 // SOLD
tulips
cantaloupe
and other people's tales
All pieces are originals and available for a limited time via Interweb Store.
Sleepwalking Moment SW985
Sleepwalking Moment SW985
Hello Friends,
My name is A.B. Corduroy. I started this .com/blog/whatever in 2013 when I changed the name I call myself as a way to promote a change in head space.
As an entertainer/artist I wanted name that was more unique than my birth name. I wanted a way to track, if nothing more than for my own self, to track what is happening in my life.
It's a subtle to remind myself that self sanity and self entertainment are most important in my life.
I changed my name to A.B. Corduroy as a reminder to take life one moment at a time, A to B to C and so on. Corduroy because it's tougher than cotton and though life gets hard sometimes, but ya got to keep taking it one moment at a time. There are infinite moments happening at a given time, acknowledge that and take it one moment at a time.
I'm currently listening to Childish Gambino. It makes for good typing music.
This is my renewal to share more.
The difference in A.B. Corduroy and the person you may have known before is I have no fucks to give. I am me, I do not pretend to be anymore. If I am to be a rockstar or successful artist than I want it to be from an open and honest space. I do not hype it up, it's all genuine.
Sometimes that is fun and exciting. Sometimes it's dark and feels helpless. I will do better at sharing all those said experiences.
For the last few months I've been homeless. I have a friend that offered a roof over my head. I am grateful for that, but meditating hard on getting Smoggie Catt and I a proper home base.
I've also been falling in love with an amazing individual. I could ramble on that for a while. Not now though. I will not ink her name at this moment out of respect.
rambles, rambles, rambles. I also posted some art for sale under my interweb store. I'll post more and take them down as they are sold. They are selling more frequently these days and I hope the interweb store makes that more effective.
I need to brush my teeth and clean up my belongings so I'm going to stop typing for now.
Be free fellow earthlings,
-ABC
All pieces are originals and available for a limited time via Interweb Store.
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it's been too long, but i'm back online.
but now i must go to work from 5pm to 12am.
be free fellow earthling.
<3 ABC
i'm nearing a month of no blog posts.
i don't know where to begin.
espresso is essential.
drinking first americano of the day now.
slept in until 12 today.
first day of my 3 days off in a row that workers were not redoing the roof above my apartment.
the night before i was out following the full moon. wow!
if there's whiskey in your brain, there's whiskey in your veins.
i've sold a lot of art in the past month. thank you to everyone for their support, it means a whole lotta lots.
i need to go to the post office now.
i'll try to post rambles more frequently. falling into new routines.
be free fellow earthlings
-abc
pinball
forest wanders
sidewalk time warps
new places
new sensations
cliches
wander
focus
don't underestimate the power of ignorance
she's a filthy bitch
sitting in a corner
burning holes in the carpet
screaming about the "inevitable apocalypse"
I went to my first hot springs yesterday about 3 hours from Portland.
The whole day was grey and drizzly but it doesn't matter so much when you're in a pool of warm water. Also I prefer the grey daze.
The rain made the trees and moss pop beautifully.
It was a much needed reconnect to the elements that keep me the most grounded.
will you let it carry weight?
will you drown in the lake
by the barn
in some northeastern state?
probably not
what's illogical to some
makes sense to the rest
someone said "it'll be better..."
I didn't hear the rest of the sentence
I was too stoned to focus
what's the difference in hope and ignorance?
i'm not sure yet
maybe the fear of losing __________.
Hope for redemption. Hope it's not too late.