House of Imp 34 – It’s a dirty job but someone’s gotta do it. Hot reporting by Imp

It’s a dirty job but someone’s gotta do it – Job interview from the field.

Imp reports!

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Hard questions and in-depth investigative digging with some serious journalism by our own Imp Himpcock, dealing with the tough issues under trying circumstances.
Hear it exlusively in the House of Imp Studios.

Due to unforseen events and a tragic mishap with our camera man Mr. Justn O’Treal, no images could be recovered for use in this report.

JennyK, Imp, and Bill – Straight to the point since 2017.

31 – the change, the future, and a blast from the past – what’s happening in the House of Imp

Old destroyed house with the sunlight shining through the window

Welcome to House of Imp – While we wait

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In this update episode:

I’ll let you know what is going on, what will happen in November, and we’ll hear something from the not so distant podcast past. “XXX – Expectations” was one of my first productions with Imp. It is a rare clip that Imp doesn’t want anyone to hear. It’s probably the one where I first realized that I could have fun with this thing. this thing that is now House of Imp – Where normal is odd and weird is a virtue.

Delusional creativity allowed.

Imp is wondering why I do it; put myself through things I’m afraid of. and wy he someday will have to send me to the asylum.

So I’m taking the rest of October off to finish work on the website and to record episodes. Real life stuff is also gnawing at my heals. We will be back on November 1st with a guest and more of Imps own issues revealed.

Take care and while we wait: check out House of Imp – Podcast on Facebook..
Support House of Imp, the creation, the creators, or perhaps even Imp himself. Word has it that he needs new socks. – We really need you. and thanks.

comments, questions, and random thoughts? Use the contact page to let me know.

House of Imp – A Studio chaotic Production.

Music by Icarus Machine / Bill Babcock.

“XXX – Expectations” was first published in Studio chaotic Podcast Episode 3, 2012.

JennyK and Imp – Asking the wrong questions since 2010.

30 – To do lists paving the road to hell – depression, friends, reasons, excuses.

The lead of the pencil breaking after pressing down too hard.

Here’s what, why, and shit I don’t know.

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Imp has the day off for unknown reasons so I’m left to my own thoughts.
The transition from Studio Chaotic to House of Imp has started. But that’s not what this is about. It is however the reason for missing the audio intro. I simply needed to get something out there. Me, not JennyK, not Imp.
And this is what can happen when I’m left to do too much thinking. 🙂

Catch ya next time with updates on the slightly different podcast format and other stuff I can’t think of at the moment.

Jenny

29 – Creepy fat cop and a little bit of thinking – Spoilt by Icarus machine

A woman picks up the road and changes direction

29 – Creepy fat cop – the dangers of thinking – a time for change

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Imp is a bit worried. Apparently I think too much and it could kill me.
this is a shorter episode for a reason. I am in the process of changing it up. I need a new name, new image, new intro, and a slightly different approach. The content will be more or less the sam. But I’ve grown tired of the name. “Studio chaotic” is the name of my studio as well as company -when I’m in need of a company name – but it’s not a name for a podcast. I don’t go into it much here. Just letting you know what’s going on. I’ll give myself a month to get stuff ready. Next episode, I’ll let you know how it goes.

But for now; enjoy “Spoilt” by Icarus machine, a rant and some thinking.

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JennyK and Imp – Never quite right since 2010.

JennyK and this sundered world – What’s happening?

It’s a new year. Now, let’s do it all again.

And so much more. This is my first post on Studio Chaotic since July of last year and I have no good excuse for that. But it has been busy and many things have come my way that I will tell you all about. But it will be in bits here and bits there. I am working currently on an album on
Kompoz.com
It is a blast, I get to write lyrics, and sing my heart out. Along with various other collaborations on Kompoz it fills my days. I will post new music right here, right shortly.

Instead of talking myself blue about what I’m doing, let’s see what’s immediate and current while getting a sneak view on what we are doing and where it’s at. So listen to Bill. And, if that drummer is you? Come talk to us on Kompoz.

Be awesome, happy, and always supplied with coffee.

Jenny, Bill, and Jordi

Wasted – A Kompoz collaboration – Video

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Wasted

Collaborators

JennyK
Jenny Brennan
Jasper Ontario Canada
Creator 

sriracha – Bil Babcock – Ma, United States.
Gemini – Nigel Robinson Scotland United Kingdom  
kenzoK – Ken Ferretti -italy italy Italy

Billy on the drums, guitar, and mastering. Nigel on bass. Ken on the strings. thanks guys. This was fun.

Lyrics

(I really don’t have time for this so, make it short and wake me up when I’m done. Thanks.)
 
 All the time. What happened to all of the time.
All the tomorrows I had lined up in my mind all turning to yesterdays wasted time.

Here we go.

I give you all of my days.
And every night I pay.
And when the morning comes.
Leave me alone.

(There’s nothing wrong with me. Honest.)
(Let’s hear it.)

And all the love,
(Ah yeah, maybe.)
what happened to all the love.
(Yeah, well.)
All of the fantasies hot to the touch in my mind.
(If you don’t ask, I won’t tell.)
All turning to silliness and naked crying.

What do I want?
I’ll tell you what I want.
(Yeah.)
I’ll show you what I need.
And if the morning would come, leave me alone.

(Yeah, that too.)
(For fucks sake.)

Lock up, close your eyes.
(it’s not getting any better.)
Now now, I’ll find my way.
(Seriously.)
Hold on, there’s still some time.
(Are we done yet?)
Wake me up when I’m wasted.

Hold on, I will sleep when I am gone.
Let them gnaw on my old bones.
Wake me up when I’m wasted.
Never mind that.

(Let’s just get wasted.)

I’ll tell you all my fears.
I’ll give you all my tears.
If telling drives me insane, leave me alone.

(Wanna break something break it good and hard. Good job.
Are we done yet?)

Lock up or leave, wake me when I’m done.
Take what you need, wake me when you’re done.
Maybe that’s what I need, wake me when it’s done.

(Are we done? We are done.
Pull that plug will ya? Now get the fuck out of here.)