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

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

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

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.)