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Here, are links to lyrics and Mp3's of original songs I write. Also its just a place to yak and put some pictures.

Monday, December 19, 2011

Chinese moose call

Every morning i hear a moose at 7:00am, 7:30 in the winter.  I think, it's really strange that a moose would be so fixed and dedicated on its morning schedule, although after-all the moose is yelling for girlfriends, but not so strange that it makes regular bellers at about 7 second intervals in batches of about 10.  The intervals are a bit short.  It's stange that he is on a university campus, though i know it's quiet here, as every early mornin i can see car headlights stream by the outside of the university moat but can't hear them (only their horns), as if we're in some sound and air pollution city bubble.

So i decide, as i would near a Canada blackfly-fed trout rippled beaver swamp, to sneak up on the bellering wonder.  Walking some distance to the other side of the campus, knowing full well that the last moose that trod these China lands from Russia must have been a good hundred yars ago, and that the pattern is too consistent, and its not THAT quiet here, and its not wild, the wailing gets louder and louder.

Coming finally close to the tree behind which the hollering washes out in waves, there is the moose, an old man.  His hair grey, and with downward hanging wiry sprigs of beard typical of an Asian guy, like some mini bonsai type of tree vibrating down out of his chin-skin, and a kind of kung-fu stance with knees sternly bent half, with fists at chest height flowing out with each beller like a slow motion flying dragon (though Chinese dragons have no wings, its just the Hollywood ones).  And i behold, feeling guilty of my unavoidable stare, in as much wonder as i would at a Canada moose.  He doesn't acknowledge me, in a deep concentrative trance.

The tree trunk is steadily positioned between his shoulder blade secondary wings as he regularly performs a motion as strange as the yowl itself, at a frequency of about 3 per yowl.  And, remember, these bellers override all other campus sounds, as cool students slowly begin to flow their way to classrooms, mostly in a quiet determined walk, seemingly oblivious to the man-moose.  He is part of the U-bubble wilderness as he ironically stands beside a huge lotus swamp that any moose in Alaska would give its left horn to be loafing in, with lotus stems the size of fat carrots towering as long as Yao Ming's fully streached, arms up, basketball dunking body, crowned with their single top-of-the-stem halo leaf nearly double size of a flattened Chinese hat.  the moose man throws his upper body backward smacking the chest area of his back into the tree in the rhythm of a 30 beats per minute heart.

One of these days, i plan to muster the courage to join and study from him; and there will be a joint Canadian  Chinese moose chorus.

moose call - traditional Chinese medicine

Monday, November 28, 2011

I had a dream

Free song for you all, mostly written in 5 minutes (the lyrics) about 3:30am upon awakin from a dream and havin to fun to the can.  It is mp3, but since it's 5 minutes 28 seconds long, its 8mb size....so i guess not havin a clue.  Hope you hate it or love it or something in between.

You could listen to it on CBC radio 3 http://radio3.cbc.ca/#/bands/Skronger
Sorry, don't have any upload sites...will upload when i cross borders
Lyrics below

Skronger
可乐
 
Dream Girl
v1a
Copyright by "skronger"
Christopher Mark Kohler November 28, 2011
http://radio3.cbc.ca/#/bands/Skronger

Squirm and scream in a far-fetched dream
Lushest of trees full of treachery 
Razor blade stones, insurmountable roads 
snakes with swords, lance for bones  
V1b 
Then she glowed on white fluffy snow
Peering owl high on a knoll,
he didn't see her friends on skis
Away they flee over dunes blown green  
Chorus
He tried every trick in that silly little book, just to get you
Giddy  dream girl
He wrote every trick in that book, in hopes to get you
Those tricks never work
Slippery dream girl
V2a
Lone skiers they went, finally the 2 of them,   
pulling her abreast, their fingers stretch 
Log cabin fresh beating its chest 
warm she rests so high on the ledge 
V2b 
But then says she, I just needs to pee
Instantly awaking 'cause it was actually he
un-willfully rolls, eyes squint alone 
Dazed and sold, a dog with no bone
Chorus
Try every trick in that silly little book, just to get you
Nimble  dream girl
Wrote every trick in that book, in hopes to get you
Those tricks never work
Pearl, dream girl
Bridge  
Some dreams passed down by a cloud
Some dreams lapped up by the sea 
Some boil up from mother mud
This one just happened to be
Flipping sliding ledge to ledge
You with they and he with he
Snow sparkled emerald trees
Oh to get back in that dream 
Pretty little dream girl. 
V3a
So does twirl his silly little journal
of how to git- pretty girl tricks
Ran to the can n started the script
Just adequate to set the story moral
V3b
Back on the linen eyelids were dimmin
Aircon on blow, cranked down to snow  
Definite realize, no matter how he cries,
He can not re-conceive that pretty little dream
Chorus
Copyright by "skronger"
Christopher Mark Kohler November 28, 2011
http://radio3.cbc.ca/#/bands/Skronger

Try every trick in that silly little book, just to get you
Pulchritudinous  dream girl
Wrote every trick in that book, in hopes to get you
Those tricks never work
Splendiferous dream girl  

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

murder?

The USA army attacks a country with the biggest military in the world: that's good thing apparently.  That/those countries try to fight back, killing some invading soldiers.  This is called illegal murder. Who are the world terrorists anyways?

Friday, August 19, 2011

New toys for new songs....now just to WRITE those new songs....hmmm....where to start?

Various pictures from the Newly bought Guitar, Line 6 HD 300, AKG phones, Keys for activating recording software (no, i can't play like Bobby, i cant play crap on those keys)....etc.  Price of these things aint too much diff than Canada these days.....they take their price from Tom Lee Music....yea, its luxury so no big savings, except the guitar, about 120$ Cdn, of which apparently is made in Beijing but no official Ibanez China factories exist.....even if a fake (i don't think it is), it sounds great.

Other pics...some curious students at the new job university, wonderin why some "whitey" is drinkin beer on lotus river on a hot mid-day when everyone should be sleepin, so they want some typical "whitey" picture poses.  And some pics of friends Lisa and 3D in China south. 

Lots of strange things go by that ARE super cheap, like the gut cart of crockware...all selling for about $1.30 each, or a basket of live chickens, or posters on the street.....