Here’s a song I wrote back in the mid-1980s, just before I came out as transgendred. The lyrics are veiled references to my inner conflicts of the time.
I credit my songs of the time to both my original and current name, as they were something of a collaboration between my two personas.
Another of my musical compositions from the 1980s
Another of my compositions
Here I wanted to write something that was reminiscent of a cathedral more more ethereal, kind of stoned, more like a suggestion of religion without spirituality, laid on the foundation of ceremony and built out of traditions whose original purposes are long forgotten and no longer relevant.
One of my compositions:
Can you tell me, father, why you act like you’re so wise?
Can you tell me, mother, why the tears are in your eyes?
Can you tell me, brother, why you cannot hear my cries?
Can you tell me, sister, how to live with all the lies?
This one is a lament of the questions women are asking even in our “enlightened” culture
Wild little synthesizer piece like a musical storm. I honestly don’t know what possessed me when I wrote this one. Something must have, though, as it is just pretty darned weird. Oddly, I think I like the ending best, as it ends up (after all hell is breaking chaotically loose) on this single last wanky chord, just hanging out there in space all alone. By itself, this chord would be discordant, but in contrast to what just came down it sounds nearly harmonic!
New Age style synthesizer piece with chorus. Sounds a bit like Enya – at least that’s what I thought of it while I was writing it. Of course, unless you’re consciously trying to parody or copy somebody, you always see other people in your own work, yet it still somehow manages to capture your own style as well.