“Say Hello To My Little Friend”
“Main, Stains & Rabbit Lane”
“Rule No.1: No Smoking on the Bumper Cars”
“Gorgeous”
07.15.2016
“Searching for the Ghost of Kurt Cobain”
“Fortunate Cookies” by Major Input (Official Music Video)
Major Input “Fortunate Cookies”
Music: Major Input
Lyrics: (Golden Dragon/Corcoran/Darragh/Gresh/Thouret)
Lead Vocals/Rhythm Guitar: Ryan Gresh
Backup Vocals/Rhythm Guitar: Evan Darragh
Lead Guitar: Joe Santo
Bass Guitar: Keith Corcoran
Drums: Justin Thouret
Recorded & Engineered by: Joe Santo & Ryan Gresh
Mastered by: John Rogers
Video by: Keith Corcoran
“Best Man Speech (for Brian & Jenni)”
- You know, today is the day Brian finally got his other half, but he already had an ‘other half’….me.
- Hi! My name is Keith and I am Brian’s twin brother.
- Brian, I want to thank you for asking me to be your best man. I only assume it is because you are so narcissistic that when you could not choose yourself as the BEST man, you got the next best closest thing.
- Jenni, you look absolutely angelic today. I want to thank you on behalf of the maids of honor and other helpers.
- I also want to thank the Mother and Father of the Bride, Heather and “Deardom”.
- At this time I would like EVERYONE to toast Heather & Deardom. Here! Here!
- I want to thank Brian and Jenni for their gifts. I also want to thank Gwyn, Jenni’s sister and Matron of Honor and Shannon, Jenni’s best friend and bridesmaid. I would also like to thank all the other people who helped make this day a success: Marianne, James, Chelsea, and honestly too many to mention, planning a wedding is not easy.
- I first met Brian inside of a 28 year-old woman in 1982, and let me tell you, we’ve only become closer since then.
- Hey Brian and Jenni! One of the first nights we hung out together the three of us got dressed up in thrift store clothes, colored each other’s faces with magic markers, and photographed the shenanigans. When I think about Brian and Jenni I like to think about the times I’ve seen them dressed up together in other costumes. Whether they were both all dressed head to toe in black and wearing sunglasses on a hot summer day and hanging out on the roof of our mother’s home waiting for visitors from other planets, or simply dressed up as mustachioed burglars. I think today they are going for the old bride and groom gag.
- Brian has always been an enigmatic fella. When we were little one of his favorite past times was to take all the light bulbs out of the lamps and smash them. I also once witnessed him _______. Why did you do that Brian? Why? Don’t even tell me, “Chiquita did it!”
- Brian and Jenni first met at Brookdale Community College and both transferred and graduated from Kean University. These two are college sweethearts. They’re sweethearts with or without college though. They’re certainly not sour hearts.
- The two of you today are doing one the most beautiful things two human beings can do. You are committing yourselves to love. *bow chicka wow wow* You are staring down the road of life together. The road is filled with everything. It’s a road with lots of surprises, which is good, because if you knew the beauty that lies ahead there would be no fun and excitement.
- So, in closing, here’s to fun, excitement, and especially love. I LOVE YOU BOTH. Cheers!
“It’s Time (To Take the Collar Off)” for Katie-Did
It’s time
To take the collar off
Some last goodbyes
Good girl
Your mission is over
We salute you
Job well done
In the arms of Mommy’s little girl
It’s time
To take the collar off
“Unwitting Collaboration”
Have a very talented artist friend. One night we were hanging out and while we were talking he was “doodling” with a canvas and some paint I had lying around.
Recently my son pulled out the finger paints and we got stripped down and finger painted over the abstract piece that was there, as well as ourselves. This is the result.
It was very primal and freeing at the same time. At first it was tough to not freak out about the mess we were making and the thought that I would eventually have to clean up and be self conscious, but once I overcame that, it quickly became a gateway to one of the best times I can remember.
“Time is in the Wind” (acoustic demo)
(Whistling & Humming)
(Verse 1)
There’s a sound
Trapped in my head
Crept in one day
Won’t leave ’til I’m dead
It hums it hums
It whistles too
It bounces around
I think it’s blue
(Chorus)
Huh-uh-um, It’s time to live again
Huh-uh-um, Time is in the wind
Huh-uh-um, It’s time to live again
Huh-uh-um, Time is in the wind
(Verse 2)
Electric sparks
Love supreme
Energy’s gone
End of dream
Flicker flicker
Jump-start my heart
It’s time to live again
& Do my part
(Chorus)
Hum-uh-um, It’s time to live again
Huh-uh-um, Time is in the wind
Huh-uh-um, It’s time to live again
Huh-uh-um, Time is in the wind
(Verse 3)
I owe my life
To the love I’ve found
When I wasn’t square
You stuck around
When I was fist
You made me pound
When I was beat
You made me bound
When I was silent
You made me sound
(Bridge)
(Chorus)
Huh-uh-um, It’s time to live again
Huh-uh-um, Time is in the wind
Huh-uh-um, It’s time to live again
Hug-uh-um, Time is in the wind
Music: Evan Darragh
Lyrics: Keith Corcoran, Evan Darragh, and Justin Thouret
Acoustic Demo: Keith Corcoran
*This is just a slowed down solo acoustic version of “Sound Trapped” with alternate lyrics. We were practicing this one time with Justin and he looks at us from behind the kit and says, “Let’s do that ‘Time is in the Wind’ song.” I always thought that was funny, so when I made a mournful version of this song which included those lyrics in the chorus. Also, my friend Anthony said after Justin passed he was smoking a cigarette outside and he could have sworn him call, “Yooo…”.
“Ether: This Machine Brings Us Together”
08.10.2016
“Jacqueamo 7”
“Jumbled Together”
“Passions”
“Two Dreams from January 19th 2014”
Dream #1
Playing with a flame thrower in the kitchen of my old house…
Flames are crawling up the walls
They go out
But then an electric panel on the wall reignites
I throw water on it
Run down to the basement with a gas can
Hide the gas can by the generator running in the basement
Mom and Stepfather running into the basement in a panic trying to find out about the fire
I run past them up the stairs and further up to winding stairs which lead to the uppermost level
Go to my old room, open the window, and all of the sudden have a gun and fire shots out into the black in a flurry of fury
My Mother’s cousin Anthony is a policeman (dead in real life) and he is outside in the backyard
I almost killed him and a mystery man he was with
Shot Anthony, but it was only a wound
Mystery man gets away, but a stray bullet bit a random pooch with deadly force
I am mocked for killing a dog and shooting an innocent animal
I’m going to jail
They let me keep the stamps in my wallet even after the thorough inspection thinking they were drugs
I’m excited about the time off
Time to decompress
I can’t believe how insane I was and am embarrassed about the shooting and temporary lapse of sanity
I’m in utter disbelief that that happened
I grab a handful of crayons to write some letters home
Realize I will be here awhile and I’ve lost it all
My woman, my son
Dream #2
I’m at a gas station trying to pull up gas tank side
I pull past the pumps to get a better angle and while in reverse my spot is stolen
Infuriated I decide to back right into them as If they weren’t there and smash into them
The driver turns out to be my best friend
The insurance man looks it over and I’m caught on video
I try to pretend like I don’t know whose fault it is, but it is obviously mine
“Bertcore & Erniecore”
“True Love”
“Bassically”
“Happy Father’s Day!”
My heart goes out to all the fathers who had to go through the motions of creating a child
Thank you for the hard work
Happy Father’s Day!
“Monster in the Morning”
“Scolding Canine Abode: Embarrassed, But Not Unwelcome”
At Hotdog House, but not Hotdog House. Definite punk rock house of people on the outs. Head there by myself. Wearing stepfather’s red Columbia jacket and twin brother’s electric blue vans. Have hair combed at the side as is my current grown-up style. In dream remember talking to someone, girl, don’t know who that was, said they been there before and walked around, but never made it to the top floor.
I’m nervous in the dream, but walk in as if I belong there, go there all the time. Walk in, feels like entering “Resident Evil 1” mansion. Floors and lighting are dark, old wood with black stain/dirt. Go to the right and the building wraps around to the top in a spiral.
As soon as I’m in I see punk rockers milling about, but “concentrate on trucking right”. I want to make it to the top and I see someone sitting at a desk like some sort of punk rock RA/receptionist/hotel clerk. Decide to act casual like I belong and try to just breeze past. He stops me, I tell him I’m here to look around and see some friends. He is wearing glasses and has kind of a Win Butler from Arcade Fire look. He gets my information and notes my type, “skater”, I am offended! Embarrassed my clothes look so nice I continue along the winding upward halls to the top room. It is completely dark and a circular room at the top with either a dark center or hole. Proceed to walk around and it is very dark and tarry with slits on the floor. My feet are caught, but I keep walking. I’m looking for a spirit or an ally, but more so The Great Spirit. About halfway through the tarry slitty circle I find it, and I black out.
I wake up in the dream and I’m still in the mansion on the top floor, but this is a flophouse. I wake up without my electric blue shoes and beaten up. I am embarrassed. I go to leave and I see a roommate/the punk rocker drop out/cool dude that lives in the next room adjacent to this room. The top floor looks completely different. He is nice to me and explains what I did in my blacked out state, stating that what I really did was wander into someone’s room and started taking things so I got beat up. Felt embarrassed, but not unwelcome.
“Primus Ponies”
07.24.2015
“Don’t Forget Your Youth”
“White on White: Wedding”
“White On White: Ceiling Light Reflections, Looking Out the Window of Sansone Auto Mall”
“Cross Dock”
“Curious Collaboration”
Art project with my four year old son. He colored the painting.
“Justin’s Dream”
March 28th 2016
Had a dream about Justin last night that woke me up in the middle of the night. We were playing music in his parents’ driveway, but of course in dreams everything is skewed and the driveway was rainbow shaped with the real driveway being the entrance and the shape extending across their front lawn. Justin was playing drums and I was playing bass. Evan wasn’t in the dream for some reason. I think because he was always very understanding of substance abuse having lost his brother to addiction. Joe and Ryan were playing with us and mid jam left the driveway while continuing to play and started to walk up the street. We were in the middle of a jam on a song called “July 17th”. My brain picked this song because we have been rehearsing for Justin’s memorial with a new drummer and we just can’t seem to get this down without drawing it out unnecessarily. Justin used to lead us through that. I went to follow Ryan and Joe, but my cord pulled out. At that moment Justin’s brother CJ pulled up in the driveway. Justin and I followed him into the house.
When we walked into the house all of Justin’s family members and extended family members were there, as well as Ryan but not Joe. At this moment I realized Justin was a ghost, so I was freaking out and trying to whisper to Ryan to ask if he could see Justin sitting here beside me and asked him if he we had just been playing music together. He confirmed that he indeed could see him and that we were. At this point he started to feel as uneasy as I. It was like when we were outside I didn’t know he had passed and when we were inside I remembered he had. I whispered to Ryan, after he confirmed that he could see Justin, “Wasn’t he cremated?” Ryan looked at me and was about to answer when an extended family member that I have never met, a middle aged man in a buttoned down blue shirt with no tie said that indeed he had. This middle aged man reminded me of Justin and my friend Anthony. Somebody passed Justin a pipe packed with marijuana and he took a hit. He blew out the smoke and turned to me and said, “This is what killed me.” Now, obviously marijuana has never killed a single human being ever, but I understood it as drugs did. The party continued on and Justin was still hanging out. Justin and I then went to hang out in the garage. We were sitting on a sofa together with a dry erase board in front of us. A name of a person whom I know who is alive and has substance abuse issues was written on the board, formally as it would appear on a gravestone. As I was looking at it, with Justin sitting next to me, I passed out.
When I awoke it was morning and Justin was asleep next to me on the couch. I was still freaked out as I was looking at him wondering if he was a ghost or real. So I built up the courage to lean over and poke at his knee. I felt cartilage! He was alive! I was so happy! But then I realized I was late for work. I began skipping down the driveway, which was the way it should be now, and as I got to the end I saw CJ and his friend whom I don’t know doing the same skipping motion, but mockingly. They were mad at me that I thought he was alive and was spreading these rumors about being able to see him at the party that was being thrown for his mourning. I told them, “He IS alive! I just felt CARTILAGE!” as I pointed to the sofa in the garage where we were. He told me there was nothing but garbage in there and that I was crazy. I then began to question my sanity and wonder if I was seeing Mocha the cat as Justin for some reason. Then I woke up.
Well, obviously I miss Justin very much. When I woke up at 3 am the first thing I saw was a shadow glide across the ceiling. It was my girl Tracy’s getting up to go to the bathroom, but in my semi-dream state I was wondering if I was still dreaming and that it represented Justin’s spirit. When she came back I told her I had the most intense dream with Justin in it. She said she saw that I was crawled up and talking to myself.
“Valentine’s Day (Love Song)” by Major Input
Box of chocolates and a nice bouquet, LOVE!
Take you to a nice expensive place, LOVE!
Where you hand your keys to a valet, LOVE!
Looks so good no matter how it tastes, LOVE!
Love, Love, Love
Love, Love, Love
Loooooooove, Looooove, Loooove
Don’t you love when things fall into place? LOVE!
Don’t you love when someone take your case? LOVE!
Don’t you love when someone kiss yo face? LOVE!
Don’t you hear that really funky bass? LOVE!
Love, Love, Love
Love, Love, Love
Loooooooove, Looooove, Loooove
Looks so good no matter how it tastes, LOVE!
Don’t you love when someone kiss yo face?, LOVE!
Don’t you love a song written in hate? LOVE!
Love, Love, Love
Love, Love, Love
Loooooooove, Looooove, Loooove
Keith Corcoran – Bass Guitar/Lead Vocals
Evan Darragh – Lead Guitar/Rhythm Guitar/Group Vocals
Ryan Gresh – Rhythm Guitar/Group Vocals
Justin Thouret – Drums/Group Vocals
Music: Major Input and Sean Otterbine
Lyrics: Keith Corcoran, Evan Darragh, and Sean Otterbine
Recording, Engineering, and Mixing: Joseph Santo and Ryan Gresh
Mastering: John Rogers
Illustrated Lyrics: Daniel Lyons
“Justin’s Song” by Major Input
This is an unfinished instrumental outtake that was tracked during the EP sessions.
In Alphabetical Order:
Keith Corcoran – Bass Guitar
Evan Darragh – Rhythm Guitar
Ryan Gresh – Lead Guitar/Rhythm Guitar
Justin Thouret – Drums
Music: Major Input
Recorded, Engineered, and Mixed by: Joseph Santo and Ryan Gresh
Mastered by: John Rogers
Artwork by: Daniel Lyons
“The Lightning Is Biting”
a tussle a turn
still burn
lessons hard learned
need some new wood for the fire
the wind through my skin
flows through my nose
comes and goes
comes and goes
the rain soaks my brain
the lightning is biting
charred and chewed
barbecued
hacked and batted
swing low sweet tattered
always will be
bursting laughter
before the after
amongst the scribbles
wordless heroes
tongues tucked and leashed
feelings unspeeched
awoken unspoken guns holstered unsmoking
forces corralled appointing the trial of now
Setlist Archives
10.16.2015 “Papa Ganache” (parking lot) – Matawan, NJ
“Matawan Day”
Evan, Keith, & Justin
(acoustic guitar, electric bass, stripped down drum kit using brushes instead of sticks)
1) As You Think
2) Valentine’s Day (Love Song)
3) Sound Trapped
4) Two
5) Locus
6) July 17th
11.19.2015 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Evan & Keith (both on acoustic guitars)
1) As You Think
2) Locus
3) July 17th
12.02.2015 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) Sing Me Down
2) TVQ
3) Chasing the Sun
08.10.2016 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) Ever Afters (Part 1)
2) Better Act Now
3) Ever Afters (Part 2)
08.24.2016 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Evan & Keith
(Evan on acoustic guitar & Keith on electric bass)
1) Sound Trapped
2) As You Think
3) July 17th
08.31.2016 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) Make It Rain (Tom Waits cover)
2) Rocket Queen (Guns ‘N Roses cover)
3) Time is in the Wind
09.14.2016 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) TVQ
2) Heather’s Heavy Sweaters
3) Trestle
4) Two
09.21.2016 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Evan & Keith
(Evan acoustic guitar, Keith on electric bass)
1) Fortunate Cookies
2) Valentine’s Day (Love Song)
3) Locus
4) July 17th
10.08.2016 “Capo Brothers Showcase” – “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ
Evan on acoustic guitar, Keith on electric bass, & Rob Wolfenden on bongos; *Evan & Keith both on acoustic guitars
1) Sound Trapped
2) Sing Me Down
3) Two
4) As You Think
5) Too Strong*
6) Valentine’s Day (Love Song)*
7) Better Act Now*
8) Chasing the Sun
9) Trestle
10) Fortunate Cookies
11) Locus
12) July 17th
10.12.2016 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) Mr. Cobb (He Was Singing So Good)
2) Let It Bleed (Rolling Stones cover)
3) Vulcanized Rubber
4) So Long Marianne (Leonard Cohen cover)
05.19.2017 “The Wonder Bar” – Asbury Park, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
Round 1:
1) TVQ
2) Hooray for Surviving
3) Better Act Now
Round 2:
4) Heather’s Heavy Sweaters
5) Two
6) Fortunate Cookies
Encore:
7) The Arrow Hearted
10.04.2017 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) Learning to Fly (Tom Petty cover)
2) Hooray for Surviving
3) Sprout
4) The Arrow Hearted
10.11.2017 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) Looking Out Your Window
2) Please, Don’t Let Me Be Misunderstood (Nina Simone/The Animals cover)
3) Better Act Now
10.18.2017 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Evan & Keith (both on acoustic guitars)
1) Sound Trapped
2) Sprout
3) As You Think
10.25.2017 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Evan & Keith (both on acoustic guitars)
1) Monster Mash (Bobby “Boris” Pickett & The Crypt Kickers cover)
2) It Takes Diff’rent Strokes (Diff’rent Strokes Theme song by Alan Thicke) (Evan solo acoustic)
3) Two
4) Chasing the Sun
11.01.2017 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) TVQ
2) Sing Me Down
3) Hooray for Surviving
11.08.2017 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Evan & Keith (both on acoustic guitars)
1) Locus
2) Trestle
3) July 17th
4) Sprout
11.22.2017 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Evan & Keith (both on acoustic guitars)
1) Giving Thanks
2) Fortunate Cookies
3) As You Think
4) Sound Trapped
11.29.2017 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Evan & Keith (both on acoustic guitars)
1) Too Strong
2) Valentine’s Day (Love Song)
3) As You Think
4) Locus
12.13.2017 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) TVQ (with lyrics)
2) Heather’s Heavy Sweaters
3) The Arrow Hearted
4) Time is in The Wind *with Pat Cat on second acoustic guitar
12.20.2017 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) Last Christmas (Wham! cover)
2) Paul Revere (Beastie Boys cover)
3) Suzy Greenberg (Phish cover)
4) Help Me Make It Through The Night (Kris Kristofferson cover) *Tribute to Country Jerry
01.03.2018 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) Drink This Poem (poem recitation)
2) Drink This Song
3) Dead and Lovely (Tom Waits cover)
4) Locus
5) Loose Tooth
01.10.2018 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) Better Act Now
2) TVQ
3) Paul Revere (Beastie Boys cover)
4) The Arrow Hearted
02.20.2018 “Café Artiste” Ocean Grove, NJ
Evan & Keith (both on acoustic guitars)
(Performed Major Input’s “Fortunate Cookies EP”)
1) Valentine’s Day (Love Song)
2) As You Think
3) Fortunate Cookies
4) Locus
5) July 17th
05.09.2018 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) Skipping Stones
2) Hooray For Surviving
3) Better Act Now
4) Sprout
05.30.2018 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) Sprout (slow version)
2) Fortunate Cookies
3) Trestle
06.06.2018 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) Sprout
2) TVQ
3) The Arrow Hearted
06.13.2018 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) Big Deal
2) M-A-N-D-Y
3) Hooray for Surviving
4) Two
06.27.2018 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) Buckets of Rain (Bob Dylan cover)
2) Big Salty Tears (Ziggens/Bradley Nowell cover)
3) Better Act Now
4) Trestle
06.30.2018 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ
“5th Saturday Showcase”
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) The Arrow Hearted
2) Two
3) M-A-N-D-Y
4) Sing Me Down
5) Loose Tooth
6) Lisa It’s Your Birthday (Michael Jackson cover)
7) Trestle
8) Hooray for Surviving
9) Paul Revere (Beastie Boys cover)
11.07.2018 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
Round 1:
1) Froth
2) Fortunate Cookies
3) When the Night (Paul McCartney & Wings cover)
4) Giving Thanks
Round 2:
5) The Arrow Hearted
6) Locus
11.14.2018 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) Giving Thanks
2) One Headlight (The Wallflowers cover)
3) Trestle
12.05.2018 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) He’s Gone (Grateful Dead cover)
2) Froth
3) When the Night (Paul McCartney & Wings cover)
4) Time is in the Wind
02.06.2019 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) TVQ
2) The Ren & Stimpy Song (Allie Goertz cover)
3) Better Act Now
2.13.2019 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) Pale Blue Eyes (Velvet Underground cover)
2) Valentine’s Day (Love Song)
3) Two
4) A Family
2.27.2019 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) Turn the Page (Bob Seger cover)
2) Dark Star (Grateful Dead cover)
3) Fortunate Cookies
4) Rocket Queen (Guns ‘N Roses cover) (with guest vocalist Gillian)
2.27.2019 “Scarlet Pub” – New Brunswick, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) Rocket Queen (Guns ‘N Roses cover) (with guest vocalist Gillian)
3.20.2019 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) Irish Coffee
2) Moonlight Mile (Rolling Stones cover)
3) Strangers (The Kinks cover)
3.27.2019 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) Hooray for Surviving
2) Irish Coffee
3) Moonlight Mile (Rolling Stones cover)
4) Better Act Now
5.09.2019 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) Way Down in the Hole (Tom Waits cover)
2) Long Way Home (Tom Waits cover)
3) Hoist That Rag (Tom Waits cover)
4) Jersey Girl (Tom Waits cover)
5) Fortunate Cookies
Encore:
6) The Easter Bunny Is Gonna Come And Give You Candy
7) Glass, Concrete, & Stones (David Byrne cover)
7.17.2019 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) Drink This Song
2) Dead and Lovely (Tom Waits cover)
3) Help Me Make It Through The Night (Kris Kristofferson cover)
4) Better Act Now
7.31.2019 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) Time is in the Wind
2) As You Think
3) Watering the Divine Seed
4) Big Deal
5) Froth
8.21.2019 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) 19th Nervous Breakdown (Rolling Stones cover)
2) Dead Flowers (Rolling Stones cover)
3) Jigsaw Puzzle (Rolling Stones cover)
4) Let it Bleed (Rolling Stones cover)
9.04.2019 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) The Arrow Hearted
2) Trestle
3) Chasing the Sun
4) Better Act Now
9.11.2019 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) Sprout
2) Mr. Cobb (He Was Singing So Good)
3) Too Strong
9.18.2019 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) Big Deal
2) TVQ
3) Sing Me Down
4) Sprout
9.25.2019 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) As You Think
2) Locus
3) Too Strong
4) Heather’s Heavy Sweaters
5) Trestle
10.02.2019 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) Better Act Now
2) Hooray for Surviving
3) Fortunate Cookies
4) The Arrow Hearted
5) Sprout
10.09.2019 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) Drink This Song
2) Looking Out Your Window
3) Hooray for Surviving
4) The Arrow Hearted
5) Heather’s Heavy Sweaters
10.23.2019 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) Skipping Stones
2) Vulcanized Rubber
3) Chasing Those Birdies
4) Ever Afters (Part 1)
5) Ever Afters (Part 2)
11.12.2019 “Flame 800” in Matawan, NJ
Keith Corcoran (solo acoustic)
1) Just Breathe (Pearl Jam cover)
2) Yer So Bad (Tom Petty cover)
3) Strange Design (Phish cover)
4) When the Night (Paul McCartney & Wings cover)
5) If Only for Memories (Toh Kay cover)
6) Laundrytown (Mike Doughty cover)
7) My Sanity (Bad Religion cover)
8) What the World Needs Now (Burt Bacharach cover)
9) Turn! Turn! Turn! (The Byrds cover)
10) Nights in White Satin (The Moody Blues)
11) Love Gun (Kiss cover
12) Help Me Scrape the Mucus Off My Brain (Ween cover)
13) TVQ (original instrumental)
14) Hooray for Surviving (original)
15) 19th Nervous Breakdown (Rolling Stones cover)
16) Slip Sliding Away (Paul Simon cover) *with Evan Darragh on electric bass
16) Better Act Now (Darragh/Corcoran original) *with Evan Darragh on electric bass
17) Big Deal (original with lyric submissions from Facebook and Phantasy Tour Phish social media websites) *with Evan Darragh on electric bass
18) Road to Nowhere (Talking Heads cover)
Evan Darragh (solo acoustic)
1) Ball & Chain (Social Distortion cover)
2) Every Rose Has It’s Thorn (Poison cover)
Evan & Keith
(Evan on acoustic guitar, Keith on electric bass)
*all originals set featuring songs from our past projects Evan & Keith, Believers in Things, and Major Input
1) As You Think
2) Sound Trapped
3) Locus
4) Two
5) July 17th
6) Trestle
7) Fortunate Cookies
8) Valentine’s Day (Love Song)
9) Sing Me Down
10) Chasing the Sun
11) Giving Thanks
Encore:
Keith on acoustic guitar, Evan on electric bass
1) Psycho Kitty (Talking Heads parody)
2) We Are Family (Sister Sledge cover)
12.04.2019 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) TVQ
2) Wingless Butterflies
3) The Arrow Hearted
4) Fortunate Cookies (Major Input cover)
5) Sprout
02.05.2020 “Espresso Joe’s” – Keyport, NJ (open mic)
Keith (solo acoustic)
1) Skipping Stones
2) Waves of Summer
3) Summer’s Gone
4) Sprout (slow version)
“As The Years Go By” for Casey on his 4th Birthday
The years go by
From baby to boy
The years go by
Uncountable joy
The years go by
& I want you to know
What an honor it is to watch you grow
1…2…3…4
May the love you brought multiply and become more
“The Heavy Sandbox” (acoustic demo)
(Chorus)
The Heavy Sandbox
The Heavy Sandbox
The Heavy Sandbox
Heavy, Heavy, Heavy, Heavy
(Verse 1)
Thick With Time
Thick With Crime
You Threw Sand In My Eye
I Was Only Five
(Chorus)
The Heavy Sandbox
The Heavy Sandbox
The Heavy Sandbox
Heavy, Heavy, Heavy, Heavy
(Verse 2)
Slipping Down Slides
Timeless Rides
I Skinned My Knee
It Made Me Bleed
(Chorus)
The Heavy Sandbox
The Heavy Sandbox
The Heavy Sandbox
Heavy, Heavy, Heavy, Heavy
“Fortunate Cookies EP Promo”
“July 17th” by Major Input
Gettin’ tan in the sand with a drink in my hand, and looking for a game to play
The women dressed down today, and the men have no complaints
The birds and the bees are doin’ as they please and there’s a smile on every face
Babies don’t cry today, something in the air takes their attention away
I don’t know what it is but it’s making me dizzy, and I hope that it’s here to stay
Got no cares today, the sun dried them out the breeze blew them away
So if you got an issue, get yourself a box of tissues, the office is closed ’til Monday
Clear blue skies today, so let the music play
Windows open, top down, only way to get around, with a girl who calls me babe
I wrote a song today, but I didn’t have much to say
I found myself a band, we had ourselves a jam
Now let the music play
Keith Corcoran: Bass Guitar
Evan Darragh: Rhythm Guitar/Lead Vocals
Ryan Gresh: Lead Guitar/Rhythm Guitar/Backup Vocals
Joseph Santo: Rhythm Guitar
Justin Thouret: Drums/Harmony Vocals
Music: Major Input
Lyrics: Evan Darragh and Sean Otterbine
Recorded, Engineered, and Mixed by: Joseph Santo and Ryan Gresh
Mastered by: John Rogers
Illustrated Lyrics by: Daniel Lyons
“Abstraction”
I.
Buttered Hearts
Taste of Death
Everyone ignores the addict’s victims
II.
Eager Beavers
The Gallery
Future Reference
Past the age of caring
III.
Concocted Pretty Thoughts
Getting Eaten Alive
Right Then & There
IV.
Holes In The Wall
Slightly bent, but okay
“Million Mile Stares”
open eyed prayers
million mile stares
a prayer for you, a prayer for me
all these prayers no one can see
open eyed prayers
million mile stares
“Aces” (acoustic demo)
(Evan and Keith – Dining Room Demos – Aces)
Her dreams are being filled with a million pieces that only we can fill
Our glasses are being filled with the wine of the valley that only we can spill
We’ll drink up together & finish the puzzle
We’ll glue it, mat it, frame it & recycle the bottles
We’ll swallow the bottle & jig a new saw
Until we’re blue haired & all of our aces have been drawn
Until all of our aces have been drawn
Until all of our aces have been drawn
Until all of our aces have been drawn
O-o-O, O-o-O, O-o-O, O-o-o-o-o-o-o-oh
Music: Evan Darragh
Lyrics: Keith Corcoran
Dining Room Demos: Keith Corcoran/vocals and Evan Darragh/acoustic guitar
“Perched” (acoustic demo)(Santo/Darragh/Corcoran/Gresh)
there you were perched upon my door
staring, cawing
soul all torn, soul all torn
you clawed, you scratched
flew off the handle
& relapsed, & relapsed
i was there with you, i was there with you
bright bathroom lights, bright bathroom lights
late sleepless nights, late sleepless nights
at least we had, at least we had
each other, each other, each other
to smother, to smother
each other, to smother
*This recording is an iphone ‘voice memo’, fly on the wall, capture the moment style of recording. This was a song made in the moment. Joe Santo is on a synthesizer, Ryan Gresh and Evan Darragh are on acoustic guitars, and I am on vocals. I wrote the lyrics in the moment too. We were in a band called “Major Input” at the time of this recording and we were brainstorming trying to come up with a song as a group, although our drummer, Justin Thouret, had just left for the night.
This song is ultimately about toxic relationships. It’s a confluence of being close friends with a male/female toxic relationship and also being close friends with a male/male substance abuse relationship.
**11/02/2016** Love the people this song is about, they were just going through hard times. The line “I was there with you” on the surface could be interpreted as I went through the hard times with them, and I did very indirectly, but it was actually written in frustration about the male/male toxic relationship about a night where a group of our friends all got together and went bowling. I was hoping by providing a healthy alternative they would enjoy that, but, and perhaps I am wrong about this, in my mind they were still all messed up and snuck off to a bathroom together to “smother each other”. The “I was there with you” is a, “I can’t believe you guys did that when you know all of the problems it has caused you and our relationships”. Sadly hard drugs corrupt and within a year one of the males succumbed to addiction. The male/female relationship also broke up. After the “I was there with you” I began to imagine what it was like to actually be in the toxic relationship.
My hope is the sadness of this song is conveyed and there is no glamor or coolness associated whatsoever with using hard drugs. Specifically, heroin kills and ruins lives. I know this song can be interpreted as being about cocaine too, and yes, my stance is that addiction to cocaine and any drug is thoroughly not cool and not glamorous. It is just plain sad and a waste of precious resources.
As a recording I enjoy the live aspect, the synthesizer in harmony with the acoustic guitars, and the capturing of lightning in a bottle.
& maybe you will find some peace talking & listening to strangers in the rooms
& maybe you will find some peace dancing underneath the moon
Faces shadowed spirits fully nude
& maybe you will find some peace laughing with the loons
& maybe you will find some peace doing yoga in the park
& maybe you will find some peace in the clacking of the rails
& maybe you will find some peace whirling dhervishly developing dropping pearls
& maybe you won’t find some peace, but there is one thing I can tell
Your love is strong, the song is long, & you enjoy the casts they spell
Swollen hemorrgaging bemoaning an adolescent decision
Fried & baked yet still doesn’t taste so great
& maybe you will find some peace on the outside of yourself
Helping strangers walking sideways just before they fell
& maybe peace is something reserved for stones of grave
& maybe just maybe Love can truly save
“Stream of Nonsenseness”
I.
Joes & Jills
guts & spills
hearts asunder
boys they wonder
girls they plunder
grins & jeers
rational fears
moments broken wide open
II.
infirmary beds
nurse’s white keds
squeaks of sneaks
rainbows in the forest
arguing over the nation’s poorest
the rainbows laugh
coughing up musical baths
“The Trestle” (acoustic demo)
(Evan & Keith – Dining Room Demos – Trestle)
(Keith acoustic demo)
(1st Verse)
Can’t forget those times that we shared
Simpler days when everything was fast
Hanging on the trestle with no cares
Wung that bottle and hit that sleeping bag
Down by the catwalk drooling stares
Didn’t realize it then, but those moments still last
(chorus)
Walking carefully, watching out for the gaps
Testing the wood, with nimble toe taps
Crossing the trestle, with cigarette packs
Swinging our legs, as we tried to figure out the facts
And then there was that one time when I fell through the cracks
(2nd Verse)
Turn to the left, foliage
Turn to the right, Little Street bridge
Just a dangerous shortcut, for resilient kids
Went back there at night, with chicks and flipped our lids
Discovered each other, and laughs and tears
Burnt out and fucked up, for our formative years
(Chorus)
Walking carefully, watching out for the gaps
Testing the wood, with nimble toe taps
Crossing the trestle, with cigarette packs
Swinging our legs, as we tried to figure out the facts
And then there was that one time when you fell through the cracks
(3rd Verse)
Last time I was there I couldn’t cross the tracks
They put up chain links fences and blocked our path
Center Street and Second Street now just lacks
That joyful adventure of risking your back
Music: Evan Darragh
Lyrics: Keith Corcoran and Evan Darragh
Dining Room Demos: Keith Corcoran/vocals and Evan Darragh/acoustic guitar
“My Little Leedle” (acoustic demo)
(1st verse)
stand up for yourself
let them know
that they
are worthy foes
show your teeth
& tame that tongue
i smell doom
in the minus
out of sorts
my little leedle
bonus boy
kiss
(chorus)
my love
my little leedle
keep the nightmare
to yourself
(2nd verse)
keep it stupid simple
out of sorts
the golden parachute
i smell doom
concerned citizens
excessive force
unworthy foes
keeping strange hours
show your teeth
disaffected speech
cylindrical slur
culpable culprits
disaffected tones
these days
running in the family
mumble mouth
(chorus)
my love
my little leedle
keep the nightmare
to yourself
(3rd verse)
running in the family
bad mouth
undoing the trauma
64 crayons deep
worn out welcomes
tried & true
exhibit b
perfect insanity
1 2 3 4 5 6 7
all good kids go to heaven
8 9 10 11 12
all bad kids go to hell
(chorus)
my love
my little leedle
keep the nightmare
to yourself
“Never Listen to an Idiot Full of Rage”
The Information Age
information junkies
getting off on facts
selling it by the stacks
using it & abusing it
if they could
they’d lube it
anything to get in
turning facts into a sin
they will fuck you
harass you
sell you by the pound
i have found
i really know nothing about The Information Age
never listen to an idiot full of rage
“Energy Kaleidoscope” (1991 2nd grade Mrs. Devito’s Class)
“Drink These Poems”
“Drink This Poem”
I.
I drink my song
Make love to wine
& sing my women
II.
I sing my wine
Drink my women
& make love to my song
III.
I listen to wine
Women stain my teeth
& my songs clutch me & scream out in ecstasy
IV.
Songs stain my ears
Wine stains my heart
& women make me tired
V.
I played the women
Loved the song
& the wine made my heart feel much better
VI.
I pissed out the women
Kissed the song
& learned the wine
VII.
The song got me laid
The women get me drunk
& the wine was the most mysterious
VII.
I’m all mixed up
Thanks to wine & women
Who sing me their song
———————————————————————————————————-
“Drink This Poem (Unmixed Up Version)”
I.
I drink my wine
Make love to women
& sing my song
II.
I sing my song
Drink my wine
& make love to my women
III.
I listen to my songs
Wine stains my teeth
& my women clutch me & scream out in ecstasy
IV.
Songs stain my ears
Wine stains my heart
& women make me tired
V.
I played the song
Loved the women
& the wine made my heart feel much better
VI.
I pissed out the wine
Kissed the women
& learned the song
VII.
The women got me laid
The wine got me drunk
& the song was the most mysterious
VIII.
I’m not mixed up anymore
——————————————————————————————————-
“Drink The Poem (Unpossessive Version)
I.
Drink the song
Make love to wine
& Sing the women
II.
Sing the wine
Drink the women
& make love to the song
III.
Listen to the wine
Women stain teeth
& songs clutch & scream out in ecstasy
IV.
Songs stain the ears
Wine stains the heart
& women make tired
V.
Played the women
Loved the song
& the wine made the heart feel much better
VI.
Pissed out the women
Kissed the song
& learned the wine
VII.
The song got laid
The women got drunk
& the wine was the most mysterious
VIII.
All mixed up
Thanks to wine & women
Who sing the song
“Sticky Note Sketches”
“Consumed By Music”
“Crackhead”
“Flower Power”
“Hear Ye, Hear Ye”
“King Smo (and his ashtray home)”
“No Time To Play”
“Ten Pin Alley”
“Action Movie (Cheering On Death)”
“Get Out of Jail Free”
When all your thoughts are broken
All your words misspoken
All your love left smoking
A crater in your heart
When all of that has happened
It’s time for a new start
Shackled hands are clapping
A row of inmates napping
Rehabilitated & ready to depart
“Cotton Tale”
patches of cabbage run rabid by rabbits
peter cannot feed her
but his cotton tail could not be any sweeter
barrels of carrots explode
“The Arrow Hearted”
the winds that blow
that change the climb
the arrow hearted
the stains of time
———————–
the innocent
the barely maimed
that one black thought
clouded & became rain
Major Input – Live at The Vault: The Songs
Major Input – Live at The Vault: The Songs – Track 1- July 17th
Major Input – Live at The Vault: The Songs – Track 2- Valentine’s Day (Love Song)
Major Input – Live at The Vault: The Songs – Track 3 – As You Think
Major Input – Live at The Vault: The Songs – Track 4 – Fortunate Cookies
Major Input – Live at The Vault: The Songs – Track 5- Sing Me Down
Major Input – Live at The Vault: The Songs – Track 6 – Sound Trapped
Major Input – Live at The Vault: The Songs – Track 7 – Two
Major Input – Live at The Vault: The Songs – Track 8 – Locus
*”Live at The Vault” is an early recording of songs practiced at Major Input’s practice space affectionately called, “The Vault”. Five of these songs would eventually make it to their much much much much much much better sounding studio release the “Fortunate Cookies EP”.
It’s not the best recording, the songs were still being worked out, and Joe Santo who added many parts to the songs wasn’t in the band yet, but it’s saved here for posterity. If nothing else, it is really nice to listen to Justin’s expert level drumming.
“Ever Afters” (Part One & Part Two) (acoustic demos)
(Part 1)
(Part 2)
in ever afters once upon a time long long ago
you were falling from the sky dressed as snow
while you were falling i was waiting tongue out & eyes closed
when you landed somewhere inside me my heart began to slow
you were melting changing sliding down my throat
now it’s hailing outside and i wanted you to know
in ever afters once upon a time long long ago
you were falling from the sky dressed as snow
Ever Afters (Part 1) – Music: Keith Corcoran
Ever Afters (Part 2): Music: Keith Corcoran and Joe Santo
Lyrics: Keith Corcoran
Acoustic Demos: Keith Corcoran
“Big Day” (inspired by Chris & Sandy)
Big Day
Daddy Gave His Daughter Away
Aisle Walked
I Do, I Do, We Did
Rings Slid
First Kiss
Big Day
First Dance
Romance
May You Always Enjoy Cake Together
May You Always Remember The Love You Felt On This Day
“Twinners”
“Original Scan”
“Simian”
“Early Calvin Impression 1”
“Early Calvin Impression 2”
“Collideobri”
“Br-eye-en”
“Bertcore & Erniecore”
“Very Altered Ego”
now that you’ve met me let me introduce you to my very altered ego
he’s not as nice, he sometimes bites, and might have lice
he growls, he snarls, he quarrels and never returns what he borrows
he’s real real mean never ever clean and always trying to show you something obscene
he prays with broken fingers in shattered glass with maniacal laughs
his tongue is green, his eyes are swirling, and his ears are folded
he has many scars from all the cars he’s been thrown out of
they crisscross his skin, protrude from within, his scabs are always flaking
his heart is made of old old gold, wait I meant, old old mold
but hey, at least he wears a tuxedo
“Loose Your Soul”
now is the time to loose your soul
get up shake & rattle them bones
completely in control of losing control
get down low on the flow and crow
“Ringling” (acoustic demo)
“Ringling” (Thouret/Corcoran) (acoustic demo)
*This is a recording of a song that was first written on bass by Justin Thouret and then built up by the band we were in, Major Input. Justin showed me how to play it on bass and then wrote drums for it and the rest of the guys in Major Input then wrote their parts. I wrote these lyrics for it, but they were rejected in favor of reworking them, but that never happened before Justin’s passing. The song, which Major Input called “Justin’s Song”, turned into an instrumental. We never got to finish a proper full band studio version of the song before Justin passed away, although we do have a warts and all studio outtake.
(Verse 1)
You’re always ringling about
Some cosmic circus
Like you’re some victim of
The not so secret service
(Verse 2)
Your father lives in
The golden fortress
He’s disappointed
You don’t own horses
(Verse 3)
The air is twisting
Your tongue’s on fire
Your face was shifting
In the land’s water
“Drink This Song” (acoustic demo)
(1st Verse)
I drink my song
Make love to wine
& Sing my women
& Sing my women
I sing my wine
Drink my women
& make love to my song
& make love to my song
(chorus)
I’m all mixed up
I’m all mixed up
Thanks to wine & women
Thanks to wine & women
Who sing me their song
Who sing me their song
(2nd verse)
I listen to wine
Women stain my teeth
My songs clutch me & scream out in ecstasy
My songs clutch me & scream out in ecstasy
Songs stain my ears
Wine stains my heart
& women make me tired
& women make me tired
(chorus)
I’m all mixed up
I’m all mixed up
Thanks to wine & women
Thanks to wine & women
Who sing me their song
Who sing me their song
(verse 3)
I played the women
Loved the song
& the wine made my heart feel much better
& the wine made my heart feel much better
I kissed the song
Pissed out the women
& the wine was the most mysterious
& the wine was the most mysterious
“Holy Terror”
“Day is Done” (acoustic demo)
(chorus)
day is, day is, day is done
done, it’s done, done, so done
day is, day is, day is done
done, it’s done, done, so done
(verse 1)
day is done
in this part of the world
day is done
axis still twirls
(chorus)
day is, day is, day is done
done, it’s done, done, so done
day is, day is, day is done
(verse 2)
last chance to laugh
last chance to love
last chance to dance
in the muck
(chorus)
day is, day is, day is done
done, it’s done, done, so done
(verse 3)
day is done
eyes closed
don’t close your heart
when i go
(chorus)
day is, day is, day is done
(verse 4)
some last words
one last grasp
pour out that heart
empty hour glass
“Day is Done”
some last words
one last grasp
pour out that heart
empty hour glass
last chance to laugh
last chance to love
last chance to dance
in the muck
day is done
at least in this part of the world
day is done
axis continues to twirl
day is done
my eyes closed
don’t close your heart
just because I went cold
“Singing Eeep, Bop, Eeep, Bop, Bop”
Spaghetti on the wall
Creepy crawling falling into a ball
Round and spinning
Bowling pinning
Strike that match
Watch the turkeys hatch
Gobble the giblets
Ogle the piglets
As the ducks quack
The farmer’s hands crack
The cows chew the cud
Flora begin to bud
There is work to be done
For the enlightening sun
Time and love and women and nature
Intoxicants and struggle and beauty and satyrs
Everything thrown together, what a mess, clean it later
Got the croc on the dial talking about the gator
Monsters from the past meet the monsters from the future
The wounds will stop bleeding if you get a suture
Scars on the mind just making it stronger
They weren’t big enough so I made them longer
Vibrations in my ear turning into a song or
Anything I want because I control what enters this head
Listening to the fruits of the flute higher feelings rising and I’m fed
And with this ring, to you I thee wed
Love brings us together to share this bed
We sleep, we dream, we rest, we recharge, we enmesh
We touch, we feel, we grope, we grab, we cherish
We sweat, we work, we stop, we play, we pray, we give thanks
Down by the river of the hanky pank where the bull frogs jump from bank to bank
Singing, “Eeep, bop, eeep, bop, bop, skiddle, diddle, kernel, POP”
“Fortunate Cookies” by Major Input
(Major Input)
(The verses for the verses were created by standing in a circle and cracking open fortune cookies)
People are drawn to you and look for your advice
Encourage me and I will not forget you
No one is standing in your way anymore
No matter how frightening or strange that self may prove to be
Over prepare then go with the flow
Dessert can make you happy
Fortunate Cookies, Cracked and Gobbled
Fortunate Cookies, A message inside
Fortunate Cookies, Whacked and Hobbled
Fortunate Cookies, Telling Insights
(Verse Three)
Sun rise time flies and shadows fall
Let time go by Love is the forever All
Emotions hinder your true self
Perhaps you are focusing too much on spending
(Verse Four)
People make plans fate makes the plan successful
Romance stirs your heart share it with others
Cookies go stale fortunes are forever
Cookies go stale things fall apart
Cookies go stale fortunes are forever
Cookies go stale it all comes apart
Fortunate Cookies, Cracked and Gobbled
Fortunate Cookies, A message inside
Fortunate Cookies, Whacked and Hobbled
Fortunate Cookies, Telling Insights
Keith Corcoran: Bass Guitar
Evan Darragh: Rhythm Guitar/Backup Vocals
Ryan Gresh: Rhythm Guitar/Lead Vocals
Joseph Santo: Lead Guitar
Justin Thouret: Drums
Music: Major Input
Lyrics: Golden Dragon/Corcoran/Darragh/Gresh/Thouret
Recorded, Engineered and Mixed by: Joseph Santo and Ryan Gresh
Mastered by: John Rogers
Illustrated Lyrics by: Daniel Lyons
“Two” (acoustic demo)
(Evan, Keith, & The Wolf practice before “The Capo Brothers Showcase at Espresso Joe’s” on 10-08-2016)
(verse 1)
alone in the pasture i waited for you
couldn’t believe my eyes when you eclipsed my view
so scared I didn’t know what to do
in my heart, bones, & mind i knew these moments were few
(chorus)
that’s the moment, that’s the moment, we became two
that’s the moment, that’s the moment, we became two
(verse 2)
one is fun for a minute or two
time piles up, singles collide never sticking like glue
always waiting for that moment when one becomes two
(chorus)
this is the moment, this is the moment, one of those few
this is the moment, this is the moment, one of those few
(bridge)
shooting stars & local bars
parking lots & forget-me-nots
liquid kisses, tastes delicious
two tongues twisting, coexisting
(verse 3)
it’s been years now i wipe my brow thinking about all we’ve been through
you’re my one, i’m your one tethered together just two fools
(chorus)
this moment, that moment, is waiting for you
this moment, that moment, is waiting for you
Music: Evan Darragh
Lyrics: Keith Corcoran
Acoustic Demo: Keith Corcoran/unamplified electric bass guitar/vocals, Evan Darragh/acoustic guitar, Rob Wolfenden/bongos
“Chasing the Sun” (acoustic demo)
(Evan & Keith – Dining Room Demos)
(Keith acoustic demo)
(Verse 1)
We’re dusting this town from our shoes
Roll down the window sing a song or two
Where we go and what we do
Doesn’t matter as long as i have you
(Chorus)
On the highway chasing the sun
Making sure to have some fun
Pay the tolls and fill the tank
Push the gas and then the brakes
(Verse 2)
Turn the signals, put on the lights
We lost the sun, but we found the night
It’s getting dark, it’s getting dangerous
We can do this with good directions
We can do this with each other
We can do this just you and me
(Chorus)
(Verse 3)
We can cut through the night like a warm butter knife
We can go and get married and make you my wife
I’ll be your loving man, your husband
We can shake the tree, enjoy the fruits of life
(Chorus)
(Verse 4)
The sun broke the night and we made it there alright
We never went fishing and we never caught a bite
Roll up the windows, get out the car
And end this song
Music: Evan Darragh
Lyrics: Keith Corcoran and Evan Darragh
Dining Room Demos: Keith Corcoran/acoustic bass and Evan Darragh/vocals/acoustic guitar
“Disclose”
reveal
publish
display
expose
divulge
make known
sensitive information
disclose
“Inward Erosion”
manic panic
shocked, bleached, & colored
sitting on the stoop
forearms on knees
head buried
tired
of being
that way
random thoughts
a fuzzy collection
numerous simultaneous connections
create pensation
a mood attached to every thought
fought fought won lost
each line holds an idea
that line held the idea that each line holds an idea
four memories crashing into each other
four photographs shuffle
& fold
a candle is blown out
three heartbeats & a baboom
inward erosion
“Mish-Mash & Mismatch”
dirty boy misdeeds
clean man believes
a response to responsibility
finally finally stability
nine years of fool hearty party
shadows triple & ripple
then finally become solid
time to focus on the wallet
a realistic idealistic
no longer a twisted mystic
auras ramshackle fields of magnets
in infrared dreams the seams
give way to hyperspace beams
a golden glow of forgiving charitable Love
uncovered, discovered, & unencumbered
aphrodisiac maniac
institutional art darts while eyes bull
in an effervescent immutable om
mediocrity mentioned & misappropriated
funds fun fecund fun
everyone deserves a ponytailed girl
i smell my pupils
i see my ears
i taste your touch
i feel your fears
i hear your mind
thinking through doors
oft not on
a binary qualm
an irresistible digit
fidgets with my ten toe nails
a lake has devoured
the bikes of the young
a lake keeps the memories
amongst catfish tails, whiskers, & gills
a cowboy drowned
a frozen state skated
a rope swing cut down
in parental consternation
a burp-a-lurp
& hub-bub-bub
expel the gaseous remnants of food
Halloween on the clock
& a boy’s scared etchings
a little to the right
of the left hemisphere pressings
dumbfounded for conversation
what’s hypnotic to me
is boring to you
a wrecked tangle triangulated to better zoom
sounds mish-mash & mismatch
a glee of glam clubbed & rhymed
digging the quantum field
shoveling the electric shield
bombs of Love parachute out spine
dispersing the Divine
a heart so open it rivals the ocean
“Watering the Divine Seed”
watering the divine seed within us all
may take time & diligence
but i won’t fall
i may stumble
but i won’t fall
one droplet at a time
from the clouds clearing in my head
one droplet at a time
my skin begins to shed
& as i slither across
the morning dew grass
i wonder where i’ll snake off to next
i’ll turn into a bird now
& fly through the sky
embracing every droplet
my seed begins to cry
when your seed begins to cry
you realize you’re not dry
quenched you’ll go on
for another try
“Breathe Easy”
breathe easy my friend
the sun is our friend again
breathe easy my friend
the fire is out
breathe easy my friend
the fire’s ablaze
breathe easy
“Like Walking Into A Beehive”
in this world of kill or be killed
codes for life are spilt & spilled
hearts turn frozen, chill to chilled
charles sees animals, overseer sees wills
choices of voices
electricity in our skulls
behind our eyeballs
listening to our souls
hemispheres push & pull, push & pull
i hate shootin’ ’em anyway
fuckin’ bloody furry messiness
pickin’ up brains
just spray paint them next time
split decisions
visions inner
golden at best
pouring into our heart
not located in our chest
“Caring for Those Who Are Scared of Imaginary Holes”
floor is collapsing
all in the mind
brain is different
than yours or mine
a black & white checkerboard
each black spot a bottomless pit
if that is you how saw it
you too would be scared as spit
“Looser”
loose your cool
turn into a fool
blown top time
exposed brain rhymes
jester gestures
painted fingers mock
gumbyed head
turns into blocks
as pokey dots and trots
cool is gained
back under control
time for chillin
heat is frozen into refreshing cold
“Watch The Tree Show”
You
Once Asked
Me To Come Over
To Sit Outside And Watch
“The Tree Show”
That Cracked Me Up More Than
You’ll
Ever
Know
THE END.
“Two 80’s Babies”
“Puppet of Love”
pull the strings
i’ll do your bidding
make me dance
arms all swinging
mouth will drop
your voice sings out
i am your puppet
there is no doubt
i see my master
behind the curtain
the world’s a stage
for love and hurtin’
a round of applause
for my master
heaven
is what they’re after
curtain closes
marionette slumps
strings no longer pulled
master’s sacred heart pumps & triumphs
“As You Think” by Major Input
(Major Input)
Fingered vibrations grooving
Keys unlocking bridges and music
If you can’t choose it lose it
I’m not as crazy as you think I am
We’re not as crazy as you think
Forgotten like everything I have known
Glowing like it’s just been shown
If you’re listening to this you’re not alone
We’re not as crazy as you think
I’m not as crazy as you think I am
We’re not as crazy as you think
It was what it was but now it isn’t
Time to get ready for the next mission
Finally found what’s been missing
Never forget what you’ve been given
Evan Darragh – Rhythm Guitar
Ryan Gresh – Lead Guitar/Rhythm Guitar/Backup Vocals
Joseph Santo – Lead Guitar
Justin Thouret – Drums
Gang Vocals: Major Input plus Joe Alluto and Chris Corcoran
Music: Major Input
Lyrics: Keith Corcoran
Recorded, Engineered, and Mixed by: Joseph Santo and Ryan Gresh
Mastered by: John Rogers
Illustrated Lyrics by: Dan Lyons
“Locus” by Major Input
(Major Input)
Things are going my way it ain’t that bad
I’ve been up and I’ve been down
I’ve been lost and I’ve been found
But no matter how far out I’ll turn around
Ain’t gonna fake it just gonna shake it
Falling out all over like a chili dog
Rolling around the mess like a happy hog
Furthur and furthur as we roll along
Smiling in your ear like a happy song
Peep the show for a token
We gotta go done stroking
Heard that you’re still broken
Never ever ever stop hoping
Dream is over I’m awoken
Ain’t gonna fake it just gonna shake it
Falling out all over like a chili dog
Rolling around the mess like a happy hog
Furthur and furthur as we roll along
Smiling ear to ear like a happy song
Magic is smoke and mirrors
Light is the locus
Light is the locus
Light is the locus
Locus, Locus
Locus
Things are going my way it ain’t that bad
I’ve been up and I’ve been down
I’ve been lost and I’ve been found
But no matter how far out I’ll turn around
Keith Corcoran: Bass Guitar/Lead Vocals
Evan Darragh: Rhythm Guitar/Group Vocals
Ryan Gresh: Lead Guitar/Rhythm Guitar/Group Vocals
Joseph Santo: Lead Guitar
Justin Thouret: Drums/Harmony Vocals/Scream Vocals
Music: Major Input
Lyrics: Keith Corcoran and Evan Darragh
Recorded, Engineered, and Mixed by: Joseph Santo and Ryan Gresh
Mastered by: John Rogers
Illustrated Lyrics: Daniel Lyons
“Better Act Now” (acoustic demo)
(Evan & Keith – Dining Room Demos – Take 1)
(Evan & Keith – Dining Room Demos – Take 2)
(Keith acoustic demo)
I.
everything that was dear to me
seemed to have just disappeared
so many chances i wish i took
changes, future
future, changes
so many glances, i wish i looked
a lot of chances i should have took
a tear to make it wetter
a laugh to make it better (haha haha haha haha)
II.
the real estate of love has been bought, sold, and mortgaged
a doe stuck in a deer path
but, your kindness there hasn’t been a shortage
sometimes you forget to do the math
the color of love is anything but blue & grey & black
III.
i don’t live my life in what could have been
when there’s so much that i haven’t seen
i’ve felt every emotion from hate to joy
there’s a fine line between create & destroy
going around a circle, like a spoke in a wheel
tire is flat, put it in the sink & see what’s the deal
follow the air, get out the patch & get ready to peel
IV.
there’s space available in my real estate
better act now, no time to wait
there’s space available in my real estate
better act now, no time to wait
there’s space available in my real estate
better act now, no time to wait
V.
better act now, better act now
better act now, better act now
better act now, better act now
now now now now
now now now now
now now now now
now now now now
now now now now
now now now now
now now now now
now now
Music: Keith Corcoran/acoustic guitar and Evan Darragh/acoustic bass
Lyrics: Keith Corcoran and Evan Darragh
“Sing Me Down” (acoustic demo)
(Evan & Keith – Dining Room Demos – Sing Me Down)
(Keith acoustic demo)
(1st verse)
Sing me down o’ sing me down, I won the race
Sing me down o’ sing me down, I earned a face
Sing me down o’ sing me down, in this tight space
Sing me down o’ sing me down, thank you for your grace
(Chorus)
I never knew love like this before
I never knew love like this before
I never knew love like this before
(2nd verse)
Sing me down o’ sing me down, things are getting bright
Sing me down o’ sing me down, I’m ready to see the light
Sing me down o’ sing me down, in the middle of the night
Sing me down o’ sing me down, everything’s gonna be alright
(Bridge)
Hold me, feed me, bring me up
Wash me, clean me, fill my cup
Love me, teach me, show me what’s up
Up, Up, Up
Up, Up, Up, Up
(x3)
(3rd verse)
Sing me down o’ sing me down, I’ve just been born
Sing me down o’ sing me down, welcome to the world
Sing me down o’ sing me down, I feel so weak
Sing me down o’ sing me down, I can’t even speak
(Chorus)
I never knew love like this before
I never knew love like this before
I never knew love like this before
Music: Evan Darragh
Lyrics: Keith Corcoran and Evan Darragh
Dining Room Demos: Keith Corcoran/lead vocals and Evan Darragh/acoustic guitar/backup vocals
“Sound Trapped” (acoustic demo)
(Evan & Keith – Dining Room Demos – Sound Trapped – Take 1)
(Evan & Keith – Dining Room Demos – Sound Trapped – Take 2)
(verse 1)
there’s a sound trapped in my head
crept in one day won’t leave ’til i’m dead
it hums it hums it whistles too
it bounces around i think it’s blue
electric sparks love surpreme
energy’s gone end of dream
flicker flicker jump-start my heart
it’s time to live again and do my part
(chorus)
huh-um, it’s time to live again (x4)
(verse 2)
I sold my soul to the life I found & paid my debt in full
When everything was feeling push, you were my pull
When I wasn’t square, you made me round
When I was fist, you made me pound
When I was silent, you made me sound
(chorus)
huh-um, it’s time to live again (x4)
(bridge)
(chorus)
huh-um, it’s time to live again (x4)
Music: Evan Darragh
Lyrics: Keith Corcoran and Evan Darragh
Dining Room Demos – Take 1: Keith Corcoran/acoustic guitar/backing vocals and Evan Darragh/acoustic guitar/lead vocals
Dining Room Demos – Take 2: Keith Corcoran/acoustic bass/backing vocals and Evan Darragh/acoustic guitar/lead vocals
“Notes”
“Notes”
The Theme Is Egypt
Rain, Sleet, Shit, or Snow
It was never Stefani, which means No Doubt
Turn your new born poem into a baby
Glow Lab
An ointment in my language
Just surviving isn’t enough!!!
So…sing to me
Dripping
We all write the SAME POEM…from different angles…and from different words
The Void
To My Creator!
I Sing Me a Song!
I write e-mails, but sometimes I don’t send the e-mails
Peanut Gallery-“Send it!”
Elephants are associated with fertility
Studying Buddhist Art in India
Be pleasantly surprised if something I so desired manifested itself
I want, seek, desire, to change perception
1.If you think life is beautiful, it is
2.If you think life is ugly, it is
3.If you think there is no GOD, there is
4.If you think there IS GOD, there IS
This is my first time at Mayhem
2100 AD-Tubes of Pringles Nano-Chips
No more dismissing the worried and paranoid
The only Amazon left is selling books online
Let’s just leave the Middle East & Invest in Windmills…Air
Spark a conversation about conservation
I want my kids to at least have the option to die old
Memorize the Kama Sutra Use it, Reuse it, and Recycle it
Rainbow Reflection
Sky has
Globs of male pubic hair
Remnants of the party
Call out to nymphs
Bitches let’s cleanse this
Thinking he needed to squint to behold her beauty
Puff puff but no pass
Love was never rolled so tightly
My extraordinary love poem
We need to fall in love
You asked if I meant with each other and I said, “No.”
This is the stuff textbooks are made of…
Harvest our ability to harvest love
Lovetology Religion
Maybe you’re right, “We should make rivers flow up hills”
Underwear to bar
Made into a smallish, decorative pillow for my cat
Synthetic fabric
Pimples on butt cheeks
Hey, did YOU, take a pair of MY underwear?
You danced over
Beat the heart of Bourbon Street
America
Soulful concrete street
America walked by too drunk to notice
I can teach you to write a poem about yourself that will be beautiful
America
Too selfish, too stupid, too greedy, too racist, too drunk to notice
In the beginning
Did not treat me like a whore
Kiss the inside of my lips
When I scream your name out as you put me in you
Just fuck me or give me a drink
Give me solace in your hips and…
Make me apologize
In exchange for an ethereal
You can barely tolerate my sex
No more celibate love letters or slutty suicides
HOMEWORK: DO ANOTHER PERSON’S POEM
Poking artificial third eyes whose contacts feel faded
Child from third eye cataracts
Outlast any copper top
You couldn’t kill me if Tarantino penned your rebuttal
Force Monks
Give crews strength that replace the crucifix
Love Poem
By stages
I search through black faces to find yours
Powerpoint Presentation Poetry
I smothered my heart as I usually do
Let me use your tongue ring
You do your tongue thing
Her back blown out like a flat tire
Her eyes began to pour like Gatorade on a winning coach
I think you know me
Why?
If you can’t understand my motives then you are certainly not allowed to be my friend or let alone lover
You know nothing about me
Other than appearance
Painting something about it
That’s even better
Sometime between 1:23 and 13:23 in the afternoon
Something about going inside myself reminds me of masturbation
I thought it would be funny to put all the exit signs on the entrances
Not ready
It’s an idea
Dismantle the patriarchy
Keeping her in the home
Hearth in home
Book of Blank Stare
Saint
Mental breakdown
Mental breakdance
Free gospel church
Not boy crazy
I found poetry and spilled
Daddy
There was a problem
Rather than live lonely I fucked some bucketheads
I fell in love with myself
Pure in every sense
Went back to
Our Good Lord
Turned off
Turned off my radio
SECOND ROUND
Multiple pieces
No trilogies or director’s cuts
Your welcome wonderful
I’ve been in love before
But not with something real
Your eyes rolled up in fists and fucked my soul up
You’re welcome
Flow out of me and catch the heartache
Mystic
Dyslexically trifle
I’ll say things albino like…
Dipped in polar bear farts
Skeeter’s Skin
Cool
Areola Borealis
Northern headlights
In Heaven, so you can have it Yahweh
Spaceship to Venus out Leggos and Lincoln Logs
I have a trust fetish
Mountain Deuce
Someone always has to be that last person to clap
Abortion clinic: Eggs over easy
Jaded
DMB rap song
Mad fluent in French, What!
Love All
Ipod squad peeps
Cingular for life-represent
As you become regulars we start to curse at you
Thought creates reality
Keep screaming and it’s bound to happen
I am the greatest of our time
Illuminate forever
MC’s want to be See Em’s
I’ll battle any of GOD’s objects
Nobody told my mother why
That which gave me breath tried to take it away
Only my reflection can stop me now
I’m sorry if you think it is greed, apparently, you haven’t seen all of the mouths I have to feed
Illuminae
The lifting darkness
Dream poem
Baboon!
Two people in the back began to fuck silently
They are NOT removed
Dane: 8-9-10-11, you were a psychic
Ska
I’m out on a limb holding your heart in my hand
I’m hoping the girls who like poetry just might love poets too
Janelle-from the Arabic word Gismah
I was meant to find you
For a guy
I’m trapped within acrylic and silence
An infinite supply of sarcasm and laughter
Evolution-one smooth corporate takeover of nature
Bloody kisses saturate spandex
The pumpkin picking oath
The corporate junkies love an exotic looking white girl
When I die I want to be buried with sunflower seeds in my hands
Everyone who has wanted to…
I am all dressed up for a war
I pissed on my moccasins when I was drunk
Basketball poem
I once danced alone to a cockroach playing a saxophone
Admirable, shy, and nerdy in delight
Your frame of Geek
You’re the only dark I can never leap
You’re my baby
One
Kicks knowledge to the hoodrats
Poetry, women, sexist
Surrealist
Now all he does is write and you call him a poet
I tried to break up over the phone, but she always answered it
No saw can cut through True Love
Passion for the Slam
My heart finds diamonds in the rough
the dark knight
Virgo with a word flow
I know y’all are broke, that’s why I’m here to fix things
Verbal Mayhem Training Ground
You don’t want to be the best poet to work for Fed-ex, couldn’t you move me up to U.P.S.
You can’t virgin a pussy poet
What is an open mic w/o a piece that bashes Love?
Love is a bitch that wears red stilettos
Every Tuesday at 9 p.m.
*a Cento form poem
**This poem is called “Notes” because the following “Verbal Mayhem” after November 7th 2006 I literally took the notes from my notebook I was taking at Mayhem and put them in chronological order as they appeared throughout the night.
Every word that appears in this poem appeared in my notebook that night. This poem is basically every finger snappable line I heard that first night. Sorry if my ears heard things wrong or for the scarce notes that I have added for whatever reason. A very special thanks to all of the Verbal Mayhemmers that inspired this poem, as this really is their poem.
I enjoy the concept of bringing us all together collectively as a group as one. One Love.
“Our Eureka Poem” (A Brian and Keith Collaboration)
*originally made on a typewriter*
jdkls keith isn’t there a sheet i look at?
create function experiment with brain damage dominate rationality provide everyone orgasms a-ha eureka your mind experiences subconscious masturbation stimulate the fantastic blank canvas
A special gift from heaven
relax abandon shift change undress retire and finally quit smoking
its funny how the design on the sheets will make you look a certain age
“The Final Exam”
(one participant’s perspective)
An Ode To Chelsea Palermo & Tim Ziegler’s Brighton Bar ‘Final Exam’ Poetry & Music Event 02/13/2011
1.
‘Big Rock Candy Mountain’ Opener
Next A Song ‘Bout Hippie Fest & Jest at Hofmann’s Baby
In Maine He Explained
& Handed Out Free “Idiom” Literary Magazines
2.
Alex, I Think, If Name’s Messed Up Not To Offend
Chelsea The Hostess’ High School Friend
Skies & Scarecrows Silhouette Buds With Painted Bends
3.
Colt In Aquatic
Last Valentine’s Day Fall
Keller Neurotic
Beautiful Love Songs
4.
Glenn Works With Greg & Can Surely See
His Paintings Are Jagged Beautiful & Free
Moonlight Backyard Shed Lit Grand Art
Lion Cowers Arrowed Bite
Bright With Extravagant Transcendent Sight
Apples Houndtoothed In Sky Blue Window Flow
Glenn Knows, Oh Ho Ho, How Glenn Knows
5.
Sarcastic Valentiner Breathing Poem Of Silly Hate
He’s Just Joking, Relax ,Gestate
6.
Crookdale Greg On Bass & Tribal Friend On 21st Century Drums
Worldwide Sounds
Rocks & Socks & Hums
7.
Chelsea Waits In The Cold Cold Ground
Chronicling Dylan
With Her Son & Shel
Child’s Memory Imparts
Don’t Dare Eat A Quarter
Because It’s Made Of Lead
& If So
…Dead
Amazing Little Boy
Just Like His Mommy
Love They Spread
8.
Celebrity Gossip
A Joan Rivers Harangue
Montague Plastic
Cobain’s Daughter’s Eyes Fantastic
9.
Tattered Dress Girl
Tattoos Peeking Boo
You Were Friends With Jesus Man
Our Darling’s Love Shattered Through
10.
Flannelled Tim,
Hazlet Multiplex Co-Worker & Friend
Eating Pizza, Collecting The Bread
Played The Lin & Sang The Beautiful Trend
Mumford
A Sign Of The Times
Mr.Ziegler You Were Incredible
Good To See You Again
11.
Annie So Kind
Art Til The End
Wrap Up That Neck
Wrap Up That Gem
Beautify Head Supporters
Neck Laced Friends
12.
A Gay Kid Read Poetry
& Played Beautiful Classical Piano Too
Classied Up The Joint
For A Minute Or Two
14.
Who Were Those Girls On The Synth & The Mand?
Skinny Skinny Girl Stringer Plucker
Stating Stay Stay Stay
To Avoid One Night Stand
15.
Big Big Girl Wondering Same Exact Thing
If Alcohol Wasn’t Involved
Would There Even Be This Fling?
Another Query
Mystery Man
That Guitar She Gave You
Do You Still Use It?
Or Is It Also Left Lonely On The Stand?
16.
Big Fat Beautiful Lesbian Love
Ukulele Propositions & Dread
Colorful Punks & Hippies
Wild Harmonies That Wed
17.
Electric Blue Haired Girl
Wig Or For Real?
Either Way
I Like The Way It Makes Me Feel
18.
Charlie The Doorman
Plastic Sky Blue Nazi Helmet On His 3 Year Old Daughter’s Head
What in the world are you thinking man?
Metallica & Mario Cloths Warming The Fam
Baby’s Momma Won’t Wed You, Make Love To You, But Won’t Let You Go
JFK’s Newspaper From The Day He Was Shot In His Head
He Found It Stuffed Between Floorboards On A Carpentering Gig
He’s A Bass Man, A Door Man, & The Owner Of The Brighton Bar’s Childhood Friend
He’s Warm & Smiling & His Band Is On The Mend
He Gives You Hugs & Kisses On Your Hand
Depending On Your Age
Everybody’s Allowed Into The Brighton Bar
On This Charity Sunday
“First Peanuts Comic Strip Ever 1950”
“Man’s Best Friend?”
“At the Hop”
“Casey Clones”
The truth of what lies behind the doors of this historical Matawan,NJ residence…
“The Loves Of My Life”
“Sing Me Down” (inspired by my son on the day he was born)
sing me down
i’ve just been born
sing me down
for my former home i’m forlorn
sing me down
i can’t even speak
sing me down
these eyes can’t even leak
sing me down
sing me down
and bring me up
change me
console me
hold me
and finally
show me where those booby sandwiches at
“In a Womb Alone”
a little boy
in a womb alone
a little boy
with a cord, but no phone
kicking twisting stretching
getting ready for the bright light of life
a scream to awaken the dream
a cut & splatter
welcome to the world of matter
you decide what matters
an unknown to be shown
a smile to unfold
a baby to hold
a mixture of codes unloads
a lifetime of unconditional love
“Picniks”
“Look Around”
“Look Around”
1.
Well You Can Dance On Fire
With A Simple Joy
You Can Test The Verdict
And Jet On Down The Breeze
Max Out With The Freaks
Wail With A Legend
Her Hair Can Be Aflame
No Biggie When It Gets Frosty
& You Can Feel The Blue Steel
While The Sun Bursts
2.
Hit The Man With The Heart
Get On Board Toward The Barbecue
It’s Funtime In America!
So Grab The Remote Control
Watch The Cable’s Vision
It’s Wonka With Sticky Pixies
& James Dean The American Dream
Red Jacket, White Shirt, Blue Jeans
slow down
Or You’ll Bleed, Bleed, Bleed
3.
We’re East Of Eden
Under A Raging Bull
The Chinese Have Trapped US
They Don’t Believe In Finger Food
It’s Easier Than You Think
On An Autumnal Leaf
Golden Inside
What A Relief
4.
The Driver Has Screwed Us
The Hammer Must Come Down
& Smash The Statements Enclosed
In Closing
Look Around
————————————————————————————————————————————————
“Look Around”
1. Well You Can Dance On Fire
by Keith William Corcoran’s Kyocera
2. With A Simple Joy
by Keith William Corcoran’s Kyocera
3. You Can Test The Verdict
4. And Jet On Down The Breeze
5. Max Out With The Freaks
by Keith William Corcoran’s Kyocera
by Keith William Corcoran’s Kyocera
6. Wail With A Legend
by Keith William Corcoran’s Kyocera
7. Her Hair Can Be Aflame
by Keith William Corcoran’s Kyocera
8. No Biggie When It Gets Frosty
9. & You Can Feel The Blue Steel
by Keith William Corcoran’s Kyocera
10. While The Sun Bursts
by Keith William Corcoran’s Kyocera
———————————————————-
11. Hit The Man With The Heart
by Keith William Corcoran’s Kyocera
12. Get On Board Toward The Barbecue
by Keith William Corcoran’s Kyocera
13. It’s Funtime In America!
14. So Grab The Remote Control
by Keith William Corcoran’s Kyocera
15. Watch The Cable’s Vision
16. It’s Wonka With Sticky Pixies
by Keith William Corcoran’s Kyocera
17. & James Dean The American Dream
by Keith William Corcoran’s Kyocera
18. Red Jacket, White Shirt, Blue Jeans
19. slow down
20. Or You’ll Bleed, Bleed, Bleed
——————————————————————————————–
21. We’re East Of Eden
22. Under A Raging Bull
by Keith William Corcoran’s Kyocera
23. The Chinese Have Trapped US
by Keith William Corcoran’s Kyocera
24. They Don’t Believe In Finger Food
25. It’s Easier Than You Think
26. On An Autumnal Leaf
by Keith William Corcoran’s Kyocera
27. Golden Inside
28.What A Relief
29.The Driver Has Screwed Us
by Keith William Corcoran’s Kyocera
30. The Hammer Must Come Down
by Keith William Corcoran’s Kyocera
31. & Smash The Statements Enclosed
by Keith William Corcoran’s Kyocera
32. In Closing
33. Look Around
Taken by Keith William Corcoran’s Kyocera
* Inspired by Evan Darragh & Sean Otterbine’s Living Room
*Written January 18th 2011
*All photos courtesy of Evan Darragh & Sean Otterbine for letting me come back the next day to take pics. Unfortunately, Dave Darragh and his Vinnie Testeverde Jersey or the Febreeze bottle were nowhere to be found.
“Found Poem” by Google Search
photo by Keith William Corcoran’s Kyocera
ARE THERE
are there aliens
are there any trillionaires
are there any tigers in africa
are there any vaccinations against cancer
Are There
“Swim Against the Pain”
I.
in these moments of madness
exuberant sadness
creeps like a dying dog
II.
fleas on their knees
begging you please
to suck your blood
III.
the river of life
flows through the veins
sadder than blue
bad if that’s true
swim against the pain
IV.
don’t drown in frown
wait awhile for a smile
when it hits the ground
scoop up that pile
“Who Wrote This?”
So you think you are a poet
big brown hairy apples
small yellow bald broccoli
absurd & reasonless
eightheaded toad
*found this in my old college notebook. I didn’t write it, but I love it.
“Oh’d”
“Oh’d” by Keith William Corcoran
The clouds scatter and the name embedded is shown
Chalkdust torture, his actions could not be condoned
Poems bout toons taint telligent/Poems bout toons taint telligent/Poems bout…
The School doors fly open and out comes the anagrammatical brat skatin’
Working man takes off his plutonium handling gear
Supermarket momma reads tabloids while the clerk scans what she rears
Go saxophone go! Forget the band and solo out of control, out the door, it’s time to go home!
The brat skates on, dodges the rod as he passes the local watering hole
Baby and mother act like each other and toot their own horns as they round the corner
They all converge at once (what a bunch!) although Dad is almost sent to the coroner
Couch gag missed more often than seen-cut to commercial and hock the American Dream
“Shared Hallucinations”
“Shared Hallucinations”
I.
Sit in a circle and avert your eyes
Listen intently, souls are expressing
Scribble down the who, how, whats and the whys
II.
“Can you repeat that?”-something is missing
Little puzzles are painted with our minds
These vignettes like keyholes keep us guessing
III.
Interpretations of various kinds
What part of their painting was the most vivid?
Shared hallucinations, the tie that binds
*Spring 2007
*Terza Rima form
“From A Random Unremembered Piece of Paper I Found Crumpled Up In My Own Handwriting”
gardens growing gardens growing growing gardens
our lives are a serious joke
we love to cry, we love to die, we love to say goodbye
gardens growing gardens growing growing gardens
“Indeed Beautiful”
Love lost, love found, love hurts, love heals, love sounds
Like cats in heat. Oh wait, love can not be
Heard by human beings. Oh wait, that may
Have been a lie. Love sounds like air passing
Through my love’s teeth after being formed by
Tongues and teeth and throats and hearts and minds and
Uncountable souls that have made rules we must
Abide or else die from lack of a means
Of manipulating oxygen that
Is fuel for the firing of neurons
That release thoughts about the need to hear
That you are loved and indeed beautiful.
“Gently Across Face”
1.
Meticulously Frumpled
Angelically Tumbled
into Blinding LOVE
2.
Stretching Aura
Frequency White
Enveloping
Caressing
Undressing
You
3.
lil twilight
broken skylight
smashed & tattered
forgotten & deflowered
bloomed & doomed
dizzying fumes
sinking ground
eating frowns
burping up crowns
& shitting out clowns
4.
chuckled & schmuckled
belt buckled
cruise control
frozen soul
melting away
forever stay
puddled
5.
time moves slow
scrapes breath
rewinds death
& flies with jest
6.
laughing cowering
shivering towering
shadows maneuvering
gently across face
“Achoo, Achoo!”
“Achoo, Achoo!”
To paint a picture with words
Red, blue, yellow, primacy, hello
Splattered across brainscape, dripping out ears
My jaw is a canvas, my cheeks made of cloth
My nose is running, dripping watercolors, painting snot
Achoo, achoo!
A masterpiece for you
“Not There Yet Was”
Life
a thousand poems a second
the number may be off
light joining & creating
points oft too many return
Spirals on the inside
in & out of control
spirals on the outside
out & in of my soul
Soul
separate from the mind & body
never created or destroyed
lives on forever
like a child’s favorite toy
Love
ebbing up from all too still lightless deep
To hold, but not to have
always here
in some form or another
Tears
for yourself or the others
for your sisters & your brothers
or some intangible thing
more of them does not closeness bring
Cats
meowing in the darkness
howling in the light
mewling for affection
hissing at fright
Limbic System
should I stay or should I go?
one more clash
thunders crashed
& lightning glowed
Electricity
nervous nervous system
connecting my thoughts
in fragmented plane
piece it together
as together as rain
Water
uncorrupted I can finally see
If you are here you are meant to be
Sun Ra
The Beast, The Be-ist
To not the beist
THAT is the answer
Question
quest
illus
ion
Friends
keep me alive, keep me aware, keep me from finding out I’m not there
keep me from keepin’ me stuck in a place
meet them there and enjoy the race
the marathon of life, in which nobody wins
all jogged out, managed to gain some new sins
put the old ones down, until they came up again, were they sins or just life lessons?
Now what is a sin, something that does harm?
Breathe the fire, set the alarms
Little switches in my involuntary self
What is self?
On a physical level, does it include the guts?
Of course it does poetic putz
It was just a mirror & we all get uglier everyday
But then one night, I went to bed, I hit the hay I then woke up, convinced everything was okay
It was more than that, it was a beautiful dream, marred by nightmares and the obscene
The obtuse scene, the abstruse scene, obnormal, abnormal, have you seen the scene?
I think I heard somebody tuning up in my inner symphony
Trust
trust it all & you won’t be believed
trust that everything is unbelievable
Love
we are back here again
it must mean something
the average sum of the thing
mean, median, & end
I think I just felt the flap of an angel’s wing
dust came off
it must be spring
There’s music in the words
a science to the beat
one two three four five six eight
A violin played my spine
but never made it to my neck
a guillotine took its place
now I’m less than a speck
I’m just a dot
on this pointilist plane
every dot had been replaced with a different color
at one time or another
yet it’s basically the same
The same pain thing
I mean
Painting
How many atoms in one quark?
How many atoms in one bark?
Adam’s Eve was a bombshell
Will
Atom’s eve leave a bombshell
Would
will, would
free would
chopping blocks
for invisible clocks
Stay here
stay now
now’s gone
left with then
right with there
there was here
there was now
there was then
there was also where
not there yet was
“One Thing About Bruce Wilshire…”
Great art can alert us, wake us up and become more fully aware.
You might imagine this is the sound of animals being slaughtered, but it’s really just a desk being dragged against the floor. Do you think other animals besides human beings enjoy such things? The other class wanted to know if I wanted help moving the desk soundlessly. I said, “No, I enjoy my imaginings.”
Why do I not provide a syllabi? Syllabi rhymes with bye-bye. Have you thought of that?
Please tell me what this course is about. Please give ME a syllabus.
I don’t care about the Johnson & Johnson executives whining for a martini; I don’t understand you at all.
The truth is I don’t know what this course is about myself. I’m trying to get a clearer picture of it myself before I die.
We have each other. We have dark matter.
I am very superstitious, I am writing a novel.
God only knows what we are going to get into. If this course is good, then we will get into all types of things we cannot predict.
Remember, your job is to keep me awake.
Undergraduates-emotionally involved, caring, young people. You can turn me out in your unsophisticated ways more than Graduates-highly specialized cerebral cortexes, most of the time full of shit-regurgitative shit bags.
I choose to hear that sound as a love-sick kangaroo.
The human species is very strange. We are animals, there is no doubt about that, but we are very strange. How many animals commit themselves to poverty, chastity, and obedience? It’s true that we are animals, but it is misleading, because we are also NOT animals. Who the hell are we?
Rutgers: vast culture of impersonality.
My wife gets killed and trampled by elephants, encounters two defiant Indian kids, one on-the run for sticking a hatchet in the stomach of stepfather for trying to make out with sister.
If you are thinking about marrying someone who is not going to tolerate your particular ways of experiencing the world-check out.
The sun was just setting and struck us in the face.
Don’t the best mountains have faces? It would be a shame to be in a course of philosophy of the arts and never discuss beauty. All art is beautiful, whether immediately beautiful or not is another question. At one time or another, you’ve experienced things as beautiful, haven’t you?
She has unusual powers. Most of her work is easily understood, yet profound.
Whether I think it’s crap or great-I always appreciate it.
We are exceedingly curious primates.
They become professors and endure university salaries and university policies.
If you lose sight, the first things you learn to see are the things you have touched with your hands. Interestingly, people usually don’t see the moon.
Why so much tragedy in art?
Cheez-whiz & beer & watching the idiots on t.v. Don’t people just want comfort and convenience?
Painting with genetics: Art of love-making
However you relate to the Bible, it’s at least literature.
In order to gain prophecy you have to not be depressed
Poetry, the music of words.
The colors are the same, but the pattern is different.
Heraclitus: everything changes, everything glows
I’m just celebrating being alive because when you’re dead you can’t
? 90% of people’s declarative sentences are stated like questions
Put that in your pipe and smoke it
The artist gives birth to the painting and the painting gives birth to the artist.
Does the poem enlarge our idea of the world, or only our idea of the world. The world as we and others experience is undivorceable from our ideas of the world. It looks like you’re paying attention, but I have no idea if you grasp it.
The shutters on your eyeball-is the mind a camera?
One of the dangers of atomic weapons is that they’re there. Can you look at a hammer and NOT think of the potentiality of using it?
Is it possible to give pop quizzes? Why do I give pop quizzes? Because I’m a pop, and I can give a quiz.
Science becomes objectable when it becomes scientism. For example, when science says that only science can discover truth.
Some of us might think that the whole class is involved in a group hallucination.
My mother’s 104 and sees things that just aren’t there. If you are truly hallucinatory you cannot tell the difference between real and unreal and THAT is really dangerous.
“I’m just growing up dad.” Keep the goddamn cigarettes out of your mouth.
I’d hate to stomp all over you. Actually, I’d LOVE IT !!! uggh, ughh…I’ll show my fangs!!!
Philosophy is an ATTEMPT to get the big picture
Just how do crazy people know things, experience the world? Not garden variety neurotics-people that have to be restrained because of their hallucinations!
Can your ability to make sense be taken away or at least temporarily shocked? Terrorists want to shock us so much, make us so crazy, that we cannot function. We are like a disturbed ant hill.
Wednesday-Square burger time!!!!
Mental breakdown-the experienced world goes to pieces
Disrobing on the first date = letting the steam off
Many a true word has been said in jest. Sometimes you can speak the truth, but you HAVE to joke about it.
The unconscious value that is attached to pure water. Can we experience the sobbing of the river? We must transcend the skin of our bodies. The sacred all togetherness of things soaking in from every pore. We are porous beings.
Well, one thing about Wilshire, “Throw him a bone and he’ll gnaw it.”
Evolution/GOD has seen to it that we can have NO direct awareness of our brains. Neural derangements that make you become aware of your brain.
If you experience a stream as a babbling, laughing brook, it is very difficult not to laugh along with it.
Well, we are almost finished, but I really want to rub your noses in this
Is an elephant adequately described as a big, lumbering creature? Elephants have powers of lumbering and souling.
Aristotle: the ordinary run of people live like cattle
Jesus: the ordinary run of people live like sheep
Put that in your laboratory and study it
Humans can understand the wordless world
If you’re not going to say anything don’t say anything at all
I’m a detective too, but not employed by the police department
Subversive truth: I’d like to influence you without saying anything
Who gives a goddamn if they get into Harvard and they are emotionally dead pinheaded people?
Are grades a good indication of what you’ve learned in the class?
Most people are sleepwalkers, I think.
I’m tickled to death. I mean, don’t expect me to die in front of you, but I’m tickled pink to death. I’m tickled pink.
Student: “Death is pink”
You can’t say what you’ve seen, but your behavior reveals you’ve been hit.
My Grandpa: William Joseph Rescigno
I hung out with my 91-year-old Grandmother on Friday. She tells me, “I have one foot in the grave and the other on a banana peel.”
I got this for you Yankee fans out there. It’s a picture of my Grandmother’s high school softball team with Lou Gehrig:
Here’s some pictures of my Grandparents:
William & Josephine Rescigno Wedding Picture
A Regal Evening with William & Josephine Rescigno
William & Josephine Rescigno
William & Josephine Rescigno
William & Josephine Rescigno Postcard
“Better Hurry Up Or We’ll Miss Our Plane”
Taxi cabs speed by while people complain
Trains clack the rails and pennies feel no pain
Tireless efforts of a night nurse
Tied to the hospital bed yelling in spurts
Good boy scouts are let out to flee
In the back of a pickup truck with a long-haired beauty
Mountains in the horizon soothing souls
Missing the graffiti stickered basket tolls
Desert rain endowing ecstasy upon brains
Better hurry up or we’ll miss our plane
“Sin City Church”
It was 5 a.m. and only one man was in there
He showed me his Rosaries and gave me a pair
Catholic Meditation-Mother Teresa-Mosaic Jesus
Knees on the pew-opened my eyes-church full of people-what do I do?
“We have a visitor with us today…” were the first words from the priest’s lips
Is this really happening?
This is intense, better take the rest of the trips
Try to fit in-Where do I begin? I picked up the book which told me my sins…
These words can breathe, as far as I can perceive
In the Mosaic
I Truly Believed
Angelic voices-layers upon layers
Could not see the waves, but they splashed in my ears
What happened next is best understood by seers
Saint Vincent Van Gogh
Entered my soul
Patron Saint of schizophrenics, homosexuals, junkies, and every kind of deviant
These are the types of thoughts I had on that expedient
I’ll never forget what that unlikely Saint boasts-
“These are the ones that need Love the most”
