New mp3 player

Hey guys! I'm trying a new mp3 player - it should help the page load faster.  Let me know if you have any problems =)

-tess

Blurry

This time I even managed to make it stereo !

Blurry You Lying on the bed Listenin' to the music playing in your head And you Always seem so sad And I can never Never understand How Did we get this far? When we're always cryin' at night Well, I wouldn't change where we are So I guess we're doing something right Coz in this blurry world Somehow you're always so clear And I can't help but thinkin' It's all just a game my dear, my dear And I'm staring at the pictures Relivin' it all in my mind Putting together the pieces Make this feel less like we're flying blind Coz in this blurry world Somehow you're always so clear And I can't help but thinkin' It's all just a game my dear, my dear And I'm tryin' to love you Yeah I'm tryin' to love you Oo I'm tryin' to love you Yeah I'm tryin' to love you Love you

You Lying on the bed Listenin' to the music playing in your head And you Always seem so sad And I can never Never understand Coz in this blurry world Somehow you're always so clear And I can't help but thinkin' It's all just a game my dear, my dear And I'm tryin' to love you Yeah I'm tryin' to love you Oo I'm tryin' to love you Yeah I'm tryin' to love you And I'm tryin' to love you Yeah I'm tryin' to love you Oo I'm tryin' to love you Yeah I'm tryin' to love you Love you

Ghosts

I used the Mbox and a real mic! Also...2 sentences might not be enough lyrics...heh.

Ghosts And I would walk the world to be with you. Da na na na.

Sometimes I feel as if I'm looking at our ghosts, and I might wake and find our lives were this ("games" 2nd time) at most.

Vintage Tess : Nightmares (2006)

I wrote this in 2006.  It's not the best quality recording (sorry!) but it's on the top of my list of songs to "redo" with better background/vocals/percussion/instruments etc... What do you think?

Nightmares It's stormy this September and I'm sitting on my balcony Watching the flames of streetlights flicker 'cross a black sea and there's a song on the radio some sweet old melody that reminds me that I'm all alone but I don't know where I'd like to be do do do it's a long way to California To bury my toes in the sad And all the dreams of dreamtown Won't turn it into the promised land So let's keep on building mansions buy up the land of the free I'll be turning the pages of my paperback to escape from this reality do do do

CHORUS: And the man on the street Says it's time to go back to 1959 Well, I've never been there, and I'm stuck around here Wonderin' what to make of my own time They'll keep fighting their wars They'll keep paying their whores and we'll all sleep tight at night And when all of our worst nightmares come true Maybe we'll just give up the fight. do do do Some people turn to Jesus Some turn on their computer screen Some hide behind their poety with only their music for company. And my song plays on the radio That sweet old melody Makes me think of candlelight and street lamps on a black sea CHORUS X2 And when all of my worst nightmares come true, maybe I'll just give up the fight.

Angry Song

Chris said to write a punk song

I'm not actually angry...it's just hard to write happy punk songs....

Angry Song It was simple at the start I never thought that you would break my heart But here I am, burning letters And writing angry songs Push the pins into this voodoo doll I hope that you fall off a wall While I wait I'll delete your emails And write some angry songs It's okay I'm okay It's okay It's all okay Well here it goes It's simple and it's plain I hoped that you would share the blame But here I am, removing you from photos And writing angry songs

They say it's okay You're okay They say it's okay It's all okay I'm writing angry songs I'm writing angry songs I'm writing angry songs It's all okay It's all okay I'm writing angry songs It's all okay I'm writing angry songs It's all okay I'm writing angry songs

Passing Cars

I decided to try something different

Passing Cars We're Passing Cars Watching Lights Fade Away And We're So Afraid So Alone So Confused Ooo All I want is you Ooo All I want is you

We're Stealing Looks Turning Heads Other Ways And who Will be First To Give in Say it's Okay Ooo All I want is you Ooo All I want is you

Love Song for Someone

Originally this song was called "Love Song for No One"

I actually wrote this last year, but only recorded it this year.  

Love Song for Someone Baby I don't want to say The way you make me feel Like no one else is in the room Like no one else is real And when we kiss It's like fireworks On the fourth of July So I'm thanking All my lucky stars You're mine 'Coz any fool can fall in love They say it happens all the time Then you find you're on your own No one there to ease your mind But when we kiss Oh I feel like I could fly So I'm thanking All my lucky stars You're mine

'Coz I've been around And I know how it feels Holdin' out for dreams That you don't believe are real And I've rolled my dice And I've taken a chance or two So I think this time I might take a chance On you But when we kiss Oh I feel like I could fly So I'm thanking All my lucky stars You're mine

Haircut!

So if you're interested in my music...you're probably interested in me as well.

I just got a haircut today.  Nothing drastic there, just tidied things up.  The drastic part, for those who know me, is that my hair is the longest it's been since I was....8? I'm also trying out a slightly different colour (or a very different colour depending on when you last saw me).  Sorry that the picture is mirrored - I used photobooth. 

Coffee

This song needs a better title. Any ideas?

Just a short jazz sketch

Coffee I couldn't sleep So went out walking The dogs were quiet And the streets were calm I rested my head for a minute and I heard a voice asking Who Who could have done you wrong? I couldn't sleep So I started making coffee I pour the milk Like a tornado in a cup I raised the cup to my lips and I heard a voice asking Who Who could have set you up?

I couldn't sleep So went out walking The dogs were quiet And the streets were calm I rested my head for a minute and I heard a voice asking Who Who could have done you wrong?

Postcard

First song of 2009

Think film noir - or the end credits from a thriller

Postcard Oh my love Do you remember That summer day Aux Tuilieries We watched the ducks Then you said Let's run away Let's run away So here I am Somewhere North of L.A. Feeding the ducks And watching the people Like a bad B-grade movie But isn't this life? Isn't this life?

Oh my love I wrote you a postcard There wasn't much space To put down my thoughts To put down my dreams So I drew a chair And left it at that Left it at that So here I am Somewhere North of L.A. Feeding the ducks And watching the people Like a bad B-grade movie But isn't this life? Isn't this life?

Ironic In the Aftermath

Last song of 2008

Ironic In the Aftermath And here we go And here we go We're counting our dreams, Counting our dreams again It seems It seems And I don't know How long they go Those unraveling seams The pieces are falling apart And oh I'll sit and contemplate our fate Maybe buy A needle and thread So it will be Even more ironic in the aftermath They'll you had it all Why didn't you just sew it back?

They'll tie our hands With golden bands That once were a part A piece or some art Or maybe not mmm So here we are We'll show our scars At art galleries With sewing machines and thread And oh We'll sit and contemplate our fate Maybe buy A needle and thread So it will be Even more ironic in the aftermath They'll say you had it all Why didn't you just sew it back?