© a MarLin collab
His train of thought led to a conscious uncoupling.

© a MarLin collab

His train of thought led to a conscious uncoupling.

by JT Lindroos 03-30-2014
CARDINAL CAPPED CAT

This is a version of my hunaja husband’s birthday card drawing for me last Sunday.

by JT Lindroos 03-30-2014

CARDINAL CAPPED CAT

This is a version of my hunaja husband’s birthday card drawing for me last Sunday.

A Cold Play


Guess it takes an unconscious coupling (i.e., shotgun wedding) to beget
a “conscious UNcoupling.”


Happy St. Patrick’s Day and time to have some fun again! I jotted down these lyrics and title a few weeks ago courtesy of a couple+ folks who would quickly recognize my inspiration if they ever bother to listen (bet they won’t! ;). I had a general idea of how I wanted to present and harmonize on the word “Drrrama!” as well as thoughts on special sounds for the track, then providence placed Poletti’s “Boogie Woogie in C” backing track on my Dashboard. [https://soundcloud.com/john-poletti/boogie-woogie-in-c]
John (Poletti) Laurence’s piece fit like a glove once I worked out the chorus and verse structure, and it saved me hours of practice to play a passable piano boogie woogie myself. Thank you, John, for allowing me to create a crazy quilt to cover your fine and fun piano piece. Besides vocals, my additions include a unique percussion riff, baritone & tenor saxes, piano octave raking, a variety of Yamaha sound effects, and four rather famous sound clips from film and TV. Now, let’s boogie!
BIPOLAR VORTEX BOOGIE [DRRRAMA!]
M-myyy, Mister! [Drrrama!] You say you don’t need it, And yet you go and feed it [Drrrama!] Lying and deceiving, Cheating and a-thieving [Drrrama!] S-saaay Sister! [Drrrama!] You claim that you hate it, So why do you create it? [Drrrama!] Lying and deceiving, Cheating and a-thieving [Drrrama!] CHORUS (twice): It’s a Bipolar Vortex Boogie It’s a Bipolar Vortex Boogie  You’re falsely positive, And you’re positively false! W-whooa, Buster! [Drrrama!] If you try to attract it, You don’t wanna subtract it [Drrrama!] Lying and deceiving, Cheating and a-thieving [Drrrama!] [Drrrama!] [Drrrama!] [Drrrama!]

Happy St. Patrick’s Day and time to have some fun again! I jotted down these lyrics and title a few weeks ago courtesy of a couple+ folks who would quickly recognize my inspiration if they ever bother to listen (bet they won’t! ;). I had a general idea of how I wanted to present and harmonize on the word “Drrrama!” as well as thoughts on special sounds for the track, then providence placed Poletti’s “Boogie Woogie in C” backing track on my Dashboard. [https://soundcloud.com/john-poletti/boogie-woogie-in-c]

John (Poletti) Laurence’s piece fit like a glove once I worked out the chorus and verse structure, and it saved me hours of practice to play a passable piano boogie woogie myself. Thank you, John, for allowing me to create a crazy quilt to cover your fine and fun piano piece. Besides vocals, my additions include a unique percussion riff, baritone & tenor saxes, piano octave raking, a variety of Yamaha sound effects, and four rather famous sound clips from film and TV. Now, let’s boogie!

BIPOLAR VORTEX BOOGIE [DRRRAMA!]

M-myyy, Mister! [Drrrama!]
You say you don’t need it,
And yet you go and feed it [Drrrama!]
Lying and deceiving,
Cheating and a-thieving [Drrrama!]

S-saaay Sister! [Drrrama!]
You claim that you hate it,
So why do you create it? [Drrrama!]
Lying and deceiving,
Cheating and a-thieving [Drrrama!]

CHORUS (twice):
It’s a Bipolar Vortex Boogie
It’s a Bipolar Vortex Boogie
You’re falsely positive,
And you’re positively false!

W-whooa, Buster! [Drrrama!]
If you try to attract it,
You don’t wanna subtract it [Drrrama!]
Lying and deceiving,
Cheating and a-thieving [Drrrama!]
[Drrrama!] [Drrrama!] [Drrrama!]

    Gracewater Waltz w/Lyrics & Vocal by Faerytale by kat330




March 9, 2014

How fitting to have my first all-female collaboration fall within the month of March, National Women’s Month in the U.S. It was such an easy joy working with Faerytale (Lisa West), and this graceful experience restores my faith that SC collaborations need not involve ego-driven drama or bully game-playing.

Lisa is such a great talent, as everyone who hears her is already well aware. She has graced my guitar+ improv track [see description at http://soundcloud.com/kat330/gracewater-waltz] with poetic lyrics and a lead vocal here that is in turns earthy rich and airy ethereal. Earth and Heaven and the Gracewaters of March all rolled into an elemental 3 minutes 39. Thanks for this early birthday gift, Lisa! ♥

Gracewater Waltz Lyrics
by Lisa West [Faerytale]

Brushing reeds, unruly things!
Move aside that I may see the sky!
Lily pads frame this form
Nodding in their approval, noble things!
Respecting the solemn presence of my passing,
The clouds are pierced by golden shafts
Swords, spears, thrusting through
The fragile clothes of that naked, blue sky
I reach for, but cannot touch,
So I settle myself in this place
The water carries me with grace
Its current extols my heart and body
Its warmth holds me by the waist
I hold the light in one hand
As we sway in a dance of grace
Gracewater Waltz w/Lyrics & Vocal by Faerytale by kat330

March 9, 2014

How fitting to have my first all-female collaboration fall within the month of March, National Women’s Month in the U.S. It was such an easy joy working with Faerytale (Lisa West), and this graceful experience restores my faith that SC collaborations need not involve ego-driven drama or bully game-playing.

Lisa is such a great talent, as everyone who hears her is already well aware. She has graced my guitar+ improv track [see description at http://soundcloud.com/kat330/gracewater-waltz] with poetic lyrics and a lead vocal here that is in turns earthy rich and airy ethereal. Earth and Heaven and the Gracewaters of March all rolled into an elemental 3 minutes 39. Thanks for this early birthday gift, Lisa! ♥

Gracewater Waltz Lyrics
by Lisa West [Faerytale]

Brushing reeds, unruly things!
Move aside that I may see the sky!
Lily pads frame this form
Nodding in their approval, noble things!
Respecting the solemn presence of my passing,
The clouds are pierced by golden shafts
Swords, spears, thrusting through
The fragile clothes of that naked, blue sky
I reach for, but cannot touch,
So I settle myself in this place
The water carries me with grace
Its current extols my heart and body
Its warmth holds me by the waist
I hold the light in one hand
As we sway in a dance of grace

    Gracewater Waltz by kat330
[March 1, 2014 — Dedicated to JB: Memphis has its legendary Graceland and, for me, a legendary Gracewater as well.]
This is an acoustic blues improvisation on my Guild using a brass slide for a bit at the end. I did two different guitar takes of this lament, the second one while not directly listening to what I played the first go-round, and then sort of matched them up in two separate tracks. So, it is sloppy here and there and everywhere, yet still somehow fitting for the melancholy feel of the piece I think. I later layered in some cello, bottle flute and synth string tinkles from the Yamaha.
I hope to write lyrics for the song someday if ever I’m able to make them worthy of the inspiration for the music. In the meantime, I’ve added a suggestion of a melody line with some wordless singing in sections. If anyone wants to work up some lyrics of his/her own — on any subject relating to the title I’ve given it — please have at and let me take a look.

Gracewater Waltz by kat330

[March 1, 2014 — Dedicated to JB: Memphis has its legendary Graceland and, for me, a legendary Gracewater as well.]

This is an acoustic blues improvisation on my Guild using a brass slide for a bit at the end. I did two different guitar takes of this lament, the second one while not directly listening to what I played the first go-round, and then sort of matched them up in two separate tracks. So, it is sloppy here and there and everywhere, yet still somehow fitting for the melancholy feel of the piece I think. I later layered in some cello, bottle flute and synth string tinkles from the Yamaha.

I hope to write lyrics for the song someday if ever I’m able to make them worthy of the inspiration for the music. In the meantime, I’ve added a suggestion of a melody line with some wordless singing in sections. If anyone wants to work up some lyrics of his/her own — on any subject relating to the title I’ve given it — please have at and let me take a look.

   After the Gold Rush (Young) by kat330

It was while thinking of covering Neil’s sweet song in a reggae / world beat back in July that led to the inception of my own “Love Reigned” track. Decided I couldn’t wait longer for more from the field of collabs to respond to inquiries, so to speak, so finally now, here’s that cover I envisioned all those months ago.

Arranged, performed and produced by Kathleen Martin

After the Gold Rush (Young) by kat330

It was while thinking of covering Neil’s sweet song in a reggae / world beat back in July that led to the inception of my own “Love Reigned” track. Decided I couldn’t wait longer for more from the field of collabs to respond to inquiries, so to speak, so finally now, here’s that cover I envisioned all those months ago.

Arranged, performed and produced by Kathleen Martin

    Brass in Pocket (Pretenders) by kat330

H♥ppy V♥lentine’s D♥y! This one’s for all you special guys and gals who need no brass in pocket to give one another some inventive attention. Use your imagination to have a ball tonight while you heat up under a warm cover song! ;)


∞ My hunajUHa: ALL is because of, to and for you always and forever after! ∞


Arranged, performed and produced by Kathleen Martin

[Art by awesomeblossompossum at deviantART w/ tweaks by JT Lindroos]
Brass in Pocket (Pretenders) by kat330

H♥ppy V♥lentine’s D♥y! This one’s for all you special guys and gals who need no brass in pocket to give one another some inventive attention. Use your imagination to have a ball tonight while you heat up under a warm cover song! ;)

∞ My hunajUHa: ALL is because of, to and for you always and forever after! ∞

Arranged, performed and produced by Kathleen Martin
[Art by awesomeblossompossum at deviantART w/ tweaks by JT Lindroos]

January 31, 2014 — Happy Chinese New Year!

Necessity is indeed the mother of invention, and I trust this track is proof of that.

To anyone who thought they already saw or heard this track a few weeks ago, consider it merely some dream you had — you know, like the later “Newhart Show” and “Breaking Bad“‘s alternative endings. ;) This renaissance of my P v P track puts my lyrics, melody and vocals into my own quite different and minor-key instrumental setting that now leans more toward Talking Heads or St. Vincent than 80’s synth.

I first considered losing the male lyrics / vocal altogether, which could work more as a sincere plea of how a woman expects to be respectfully treated in a relationship; but then I’d need a new title, and I am fond of my Spy vs. Spy concept and JT’s graphic design for it. So instead, I did what I could (hopefully without damaging my cords!) singing as the dude in my own bottommost register, just to keep these players versus-ing one another.

I realize I can only approximate what I want in that part, so if there’s a male singer in the community who would like to take on the vocal, I’ll gladly get up on the collab horse again and give it a go. (After all, we *are* now in the Year of the Horse. :)

LYRICS:

Amuse me, bemuse me, you can even confuse me
But don’t abuse me, never bruise me, and never (never ever) contuse me.

[I’ll cruise you, I’ll choose you, and in the end I will misuse you.]

Impress me, caress me, you can even possess me
But do not stress me, depress me, and never (never ever) suppress me.

[I’ll get you I bet you, and I’ll upset and then forget you.]

HE: Wow, I didn’t see it coming.
SHE: He is such an easy target.
HE: Could it be I’m falling for her?
SHE: Now I have him in my pocket, uh-huh!

Enthuse me, infuse me, you can even peruse me
But don’t refuse me, accuse me, in the end (bitter end) you will lose me.

[I’ll do you, and screw you, and in the end I will undo you.]

Fascinate me, elate me, you can even captivate me
But don’t deflate me, berate me, and never (never ever) violate me.

[I’ll bait you, I’ll date you, and in the end I’ll prolly hate you.]

SHE: Ha, I made you, and then I played you!
HE: Ooh, you turned me, but then you turned around and burned me!

January 23, 2014 [for all citizens sufferingthe Polar Vortex or Down Under sweltering heat]

[While playful Kat’s still warming up outside in the cold distance, a wild Kat did growl.]  This Owed to Earth screed about unbridled greed — this enviro-rant venting rage over the decades of senseless waste now creating great haste (if not too late already) — won’t win me any fans. It’s a bitter pill prescribed without sugar coating for parents and those planning ever to parent.

If you are not as responsible a steward of this Earth as you can be, GET REAL and ponder: Why is it you sacrifice less toward the future your offspring will inherit than do citizens without any lineage to inhabit a damaged planet? At least consider what is Owed the Children and why it is a childless couple cares more what your great-grandkids will be forced to endure decades from now than you do.  [c.f. kat330.tumblr.com/post/3242598956/getting-real ]

INTRO: This prose poem was written in a rush of despair the morning of the autumnal equinox, September 23, 2010, after hearing a weather report the temperature could reach 100-degrees in the Louisville, KY, metro area that day. It’s long past high time to start calling some of us so-called ’70s “pessimists” by our true identities: REALISTS.

Okay, all right. Gotta admit, you got us good. I’m talking to YOU,
the loud, materialistic majority who smirk at us bent on our bicycles
or cramped in our compact cars as you cruise around in your roomy,
gas-guzzling SUVs and minivans. Who scoff at all the extra time and
effort we take to recycle and compost over the decades, while YOU
fill the ground with your mounds of trash. YOU, who luxuriate in your
long hot baths and chuckle at us shivering in our stream-off-as-soaping
showers. YOU, who fill up your swimming pools and hot tubs with utility
rate breaks, while we use collected rainwater on our locavore gardens.
YOU who sneer at the “eyesore” of clothes hanging to dry on lines
while running your washer and dryer for that one pair of jeans you
just gotta wear tonight. I could continue ad nauseum with this laundry
list of compare and contrast, but you get my drift.

So now, when it’s 100 degrees on the first day of autumn, and
natural disaster after natural disaster follow upon the heels of man-
made disaster after man-made disaster, you get to gloat about us
all winding up together in the same oil-filled boat after all.
You can smile smugly to yourselves and think, “Tree-hugging suckers!
At least WE really lived it up and enjoyed the spoils of the planet before
we spoiled it for everyone! Ha-ha! You took all that extra effort and you
sacrificed creature comforts for decades yet, in the end, you won’t suffer
any less from our selfishness just because of your responsible behavior.
You just bought us all a little more time to party on. And besides,
we’ll just crank up the A/C even higher and go take a dip!”

But here’s a truly sobering thought for consumerists who have done
little-to-nothing as stewards of this great Earth: If not your children,
then your children’s children, and whatever generations may survive
beyond that, all still alive will curse you and your lethal legacy left to
them with every labored breath they try to take.  And the band plays
on, with Nero on first violin…
[Please, if you can, translate to other languages and pass it along]