Tuesday 29 May 2018

I CRYSTALLIZE


an invitation
make my lashes darker
my eyes are sparkling wide
make my red lips fuller
stepping me inside 
    
you make it all seem easy
to make it so unkind
my blood be cold with waiting
to leave it all behind


I CRYSTALLIZE








why should you think me cruel
why should you feel afraid
to have you love the thing I was
before the world was made

to make it all unkind
my blood be cold with waiting
to leave it all behind

immortalize
I CRYSTALLIZE



a jim lamarche remix

Gateway House Sessions/18
assembled in logic audio and final cut












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Sunday 22 April 2018

JUST ROLL




but lost children always find each other
in the dark - in the cold
it is as though they are magnetized 
and can only attract their like 



J U S T  R O L L







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a jim lamarche remix

Gateway House Sessions/18
assembled in logic audio and final cut

















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Saturday 14 April 2018

CRAZY

distraction

a thing that prevents someone

from giving full attention
to something or 
someone else 


C  R  A  Z  Y 











no vanity - no regret


a jim lamarche remix
Gateway House Sessions/18
assembled in logic audio and final cut














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Wednesday 11 April 2018

BIRTH OF A NATION


change will not come if we wait for some other person 
or if we wait for some other time 
we are the ones we’ve been waiting for
we are the change that we seek

Barack Obama



BIRTH OF A NATION











a jim lamarche remix

Gateway House Sessions/18
assembled in logic audio and final cut










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Sunday 25 March 2018

ALONE

I wandered lonely as a cloud
that floats on high o’er vales and hills
when all at once I saw a crowd
a host, of golden daffodils
beside the lake, beneath the trees
fluttering and dancing in the breeze


William Wordsworth


A L O N E







a jim lamarche remix

Gateway House Sessions/18
assembled in logic audio and final cut


Saturday 3 March 2018

THE SIGN

fire in the sky - telling me to hide
but I don’t know
which side

and you will see the sign - showing you the way
you will be the light and you 
will learn to fly



THE SIGN












before you fall asleep
you must count your sheep
and all without - a peep



a jim lamarche remix

gateway house sessions: march 2018 
assembled in logic audio and final cut
toronto 














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Tuesday 6 February 2018

ON ME


there is a rhythm in this flight
a hollow entrance in the night
a majesty on feathered wings
a sign that better comes of things

the dew has barely faded green
than form ascending in a dream
as blackbirds facing the unknown
swirling heavenwards alone



ON ME










a jim lamarche remix

February 2018
Fear N Loathing - House Sessions - VOL 4


music composed and performed by kyrre gørvelle-dahll/kygo
w/jim lamarche (lyrics, voices, percussion, string/viola samples)
assembled in Logic Audio and Final Cut


















Friday 12 January 2018

PLAY>


if all you can see
is what doesn't work
then you shall live in a world
where nothing works











right
don't trust you
ya, you look strange - where u from?
what you lookin' at?

yer not American, not Canadian, swamp dark
now ME, let's talk about me

I was BORN here ... belong here
it be my God given right to live here, without you
ok, we let you in but you need to learn to tow the line
step back and take a bullet for the dream team
I mean, we landed on the moon!  Invented the computer!
what have you done? (thinkin' jacksh*t)
WE made this world what it is

don't like?
just go back to yer sh*thole country and die then
I have everything I need and I aim to keep it!
you can't take it away 
all mine











PLAY>



a jim lamarche remix
January 2018 - Toronto
Fear N Loathing - House Sessions - VOL 1

jimlamarche.ca




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Saturday 6 January 2018

PICTURES OF HOME


I have come to the borders of sleep 
the unfathomable deepforest
where all must lose their way, however straight
or winding soon or late; they cannot choose
win or lose


PICTURES OF HOME








here, love ends ... despair
ambition ends all pleasure and all trouble
although most sweet or bitter here ends in sleep
that is sweeter than tasks most noble

there is no book or face of dearest look
that I would ever turn to from now on
still, I must enter and leave alone
I know not how or why


edward thomas









a jim lamarche remix
January 2018 - Toronto

jimlamarche.ca


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Thursday 28 December 2017

FLESH AND BLOOD

dying man ...
doctor, I feel this pressure in my chest
can’t breathe - I don’t get it, I’m still young
why is this happening to me?

doctor ...
it’s stress - here take 3 of these daily
and come back in a month
if you still feel any pain



F L E S H  A N D  B L O O D













composed & performed by Jim Lamarche with Alun Davies & Ron Allen
at Temple Studio - 9 Westminster Avenue, Toronto
in October 1992

a David Wilson film © 2015 Tame Impala/Interscope Records
edited/posted by Jim Lamarche - music © 2017 - Temple Music












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Saturday 23 December 2017

SAD WALTZ

she wasn't sad anymore
she was numb
and she knew
somehow
numb was worse




S A D  W A L T Z













pictures from the film Anna Karenina © 2012 Working Title Films
Sad Waltz - from the album Night Parachuting 2
© 1991 Spiral Sky Music, Toronto

music composed & performed by jim lamarche





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Saturday 9 December 2017

MOMENTOS

we don’t talk so often anymore
and you are miles away
but I hope you know
that you remain my home

and lately I've been feeling 

homeless



M E N T S













I'm lucid - somewhere between
awake and asleep
talking to myself
a lot

fragments fermenting in ferocious furious
dementia distributing drainage
forever forgetting
fragrant form

regrets and that which I cannot change - won't change
beckoning betrayal, disciplining the damage
hanging on to her soap on a rope
gazing into the contour
in awe

screen gem - seeing them
in a different world
out there - somewhere

safe









Tuesday 28 November 2017

LOONAIR

oh I have slipped the bonds of earth
and danced inside my tumbling mirth
sunward climbing through a cloud
silent traces cosmic loud

wheeling soaring swinging high
dangling in the endless sky
quiet in the blissful air
a loon-like calling
hovering there



L O O N A I R









composed & performed by Jim Lamarche
shakuhachi by Ron Allen - at Temple Studio, Toronto
May 1991

music © 2017 - temple music
http://www.jimlamarche.ca/music/








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Sunday 19 November 2017

FREAK

insanity is relative
it depends on who has who
locked in what cage

Madelaine Roux, Asylum



F  R  E  A  K










composed and performed by Jim Lamarche & Alun Davies
at Temple Studio - 9 Westminster Avenue, Toronto
in September 1992

© 2017 - temple music
http://www.jimlamarche.ca/music/











Wednesday 20 September 2017

COWBOYS AND INDIANS



"the only thing that can stop a bad guy with a gun
is a good guy with a gun"

(Wayne LaPierre, NRA - National Rifle Association/USA)



there's a storm on the horizon

it's been brewing for some time now
becoming more and more visible
it's getting closer
and closer












it was a game we boys played as kids
in Woodstock Ontario back in the 60's
people of colour only on television
in black and white

one dressed as a cowboy and another as an indian
the cowboy is a good guy, the indian is bad
(obviously and in keeping with the script)

harmless fun really, stuff we saw on our 14" monochrome TVs
Daniel Boone and F-Troop - shows like that after school

1965
twenty years before MTV
thirty years before the internet 
forty years before the iPhone
fifty years before Donald Trump
what-ever

spreading peanut butter 
on my bleached white wonder bread
in a world bereft of imagination; dimension
my afternoon treat with grape jelly sometimes
in Ontario Canada - normal stuff that meant nothing
just eating - chewing - swallowing

oh right ... commercials
the price we pay to watch television
"wrongful death" and "dog bites"
my personal faves


 





oK, I really got it later on in life

visiting Ybor City Florida - near Tampa in late December 2004
New Year's eve actually - BIG football game - parade
it's still early, drifting towards the midnight hour
it's warm here - tropic thunder in the distance
most men packin' a concealed firearm
just in case someone
needs an adjustment

stepping off the plane in Fort Lauderdale a week earlier
leaving a brutal cold winter in Toronto
thinking - wow - this is paradise
palm trees - warm weather here
realizing something different
in a few short days

right, like everyone's obese here.  ok - half
transexual transformation billboards - personal injury law firms
super-sized families at Denny's whipped cream emporium
gorging on the American dream - scrambled eggs
and steak or sausages, pancakes
home fried taters and gravy
texas toast and jam 
pie and ice cream

all you can eat
git-ter while she's hot











ordering way more than they need
because they can wrap it up and take it home
to munch on later and later 
heated up in the
microwave

really getting the hypocrisy in American culture
all that "land of the free - home of the brave", bullshit

but mostly really seeing it for the first time
how white Americans think they're better
and entitled to more than anyone else

my mom had recently passed and I was going through 
a caustic catharsis culminating

introspection, trying to find something - anything
real - meaningful - awake

why am I in this place?









it's dead here

nothing but anger and sadness
pretending to be proud
boner - I mean bonus


free parking on the outskirts of the city
where the colored folk live on the dark periphery
having been pushed out of the inner core years earlier

no street lights here - garbage strewn everywhere
a parasite infested mongrel pissing on a crooked hydro pole
that familiar disturbing look up whilst
echoing off the cracked pavement
a winter wonderland 
turned tropical

paradise












colored's not welcomed

ok, the odd Cuban - maybe Mexican (a stretch)
but they look out of place here
nervously trying to fit in
but really not

everyone is really intoxicated
because that is what's on the agenda
pretentious paleface - the narcissism rampant/abundant
football jocks and grimey girls in skimpy slippery sexy
teasing the boys - cause that's what's real now
no apologies, no regrets and all OK - cause

"got my hands up, they're playing my song"


It's a party in the U.S.A.












I'm stunned and numb
   
looking out and over at the passing parade
guy's holding his beer up and yelling at them
"hey baby - right here - right here"
grabbing his crotch

maybe all this?  is just a bad dream

don't get me wrong
I see the world as a good place
where change can still happen

where we can co-exist painlessly
but it's still important, to actually look
at what's really happening
because millions
minions

onion dipper

so hey dude - fuck-nuts
just who do you think you are 
anyways?






 




excuse me sir
I've had a little too much to drink

but I would like to shake your hand
you are an inspiration to me
and I'd like to thank you
for that



 

COWBOYS AND INDIANS














staying awake

I will embrace everyone equally
because I and millions like ME
don't subscribe to this narrow point of view

diversity vs division
it's a no brainer
so why?

maybe it's a glitch in the system
a rogue app - I can install Malware
and fix this - ok gimme a sec
  in the meantime?

It's a party in the U.S.A.
let's RAWK

the Britney song is on
YUM - hot - fuk this shit


distract me, make it
all go away