A blank space herefor all the stories that never were.A moment of silencefor those not lost but never found.Drops in a sea of nothing-sound.A white expanse for words unwritten,poems unspokenAn audience’s hush still unbrokenSongs unsung and strings unstrungand threads unspun to literary gold. A blank space herefor stories that might bewhen inspiration floodsand grows […]
doodle by Ott Madis Ozolit (click image) I never would have expected it of my neighbors. Don’t get me wrong, I respect everyone’s right to practice their religion, but you’d think adults would have more sense than this. Did they learn nothing from reading Lovecraft? Or just the wrong things? Here’s how it happened. There
doodle by Ott Madis Ozolit (click image) O great and mighty warrior!You who have bested the beastSlain the serpentBeheaded the behemothAnd exhausted all conversation options with the village idiotShall you take your reward in gold? Yes, pl– Or experience points? I, what? For riches are easily spentBut wisdom is foreverThe path of the prosperous often
doodle by Ott Madis Ozolit (click image) DISLAIMER: I am a songwriter first, and singer a very distant second. This song (like most I write) was not written to fit my own vocal register. Props to Adam Bow for helping with recording, mixing, and making it sound as good as it does. Lyrics, vocals and guitar
doodle by Ott Madis Ozolit (click image) You little shitsYou snot-nosed snotsYou tell me now:Who launched the shots? Who broke my window?Broke my vase?Landed oneright in my face My favourite coffee cup is wrecked.I oughta teach you some respect. Now you stay put.Give me that thing!When I show yourfolks this sling You bet your assYour
doodle by Ott Madis Ozolit (click image) DISLAIMER: I am a songwriter first, and singer a very distant second. This song (like most I write) was not written to fit my own vocal register. Props to Adam Bow for helping with recording, mixing, and making it sound as good as it does. Lyrics, vocals and guitar
doodle by Ott Madis Ozolit (click image) Flying solo with the production on this one. Lyrics, vocals and bass guitar all by me. Lyrics: Go on, leave your trophies sonWon’t do you any favorsSoon enough, we’re on the runfrom enemies and neighbors The problem facing us is bigger than I thoughtAnd I would have
doodle by Ott Madis Ozolit (click image) DISLAIMER: I am a songwriter first, and singer a very distant second. This song (like most I write) was not written to fit my own vocal register. Props to Adam Bow for helping with recording, mixing, and making it sound as good as it does. Lyrics, vocals and guitar
doodle by Ott Madis Ozolit (click image) ‘I want this one!’ Esmé says. ‘This one, daddy. I want the ginny.’ ‘Kid, we are not getting a genie.’ ‘But I WANT it!’ she pouts and stomps her little feet. ‘Look, genies are a hassle. Here, look at this puppy instead – isn’t he cute? Or that
doodle by Ott Madis Ozolit DISLAIMER: I am a songwriter first, and singer a very distant second. This song (like most I write) was not written to fit my own vocal register. Props to Adam Bow for helping with recording, mixing, and making it sound as good as it does. Lyrics, vocals and guitar by me,