One from the ICON series: Electric Lady

His foxy lady groove,

An intuitive rumble

To the steel gods

In skies kissed by

Passion.

 

Cloud of pearls,

Overlooking

Peace protests.

 

Crowned in difference,

His soul’s walk,

The funky reunion

Of his soul’s backlogs…

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One from the ICON series: Kurt

The boy’s thin frame,

Cloaked in heavy sweaters.

 

A mind on its synapses,

Drowned in social

Stupor.

 

Egg crate of feelings,

A sensitive form

He takes.

 

Moments in needle binges,

The exploding romance,

A chance to quit.

 

His songs,

The rushes of veins opened,

Drained in

Sparks tied to dead-end

Emotions.

Blues

Heavy blues,

Day at its edge,

Closing in.

 

Sweat beading

On the brow,

A life wandering

Around the

Rising corn.

 

Endless pavement,

Trains following

Cracked lines,

Bitter roots

Poking through.

 

Fallen from the

Storming heavens,

Trudged along

In the

Drunken mists

Of mortal

Crusts caking

Lonesome

Shuffles of shoes.

 

Beaten through,

God at the

Stoniest backside,

The church a final

Trusted passage.

One from the ICON Series- Her Blues Soul

The duckling on its crooked legs,

Wandering the pond

For a place to hide.

 

In reeds,

The crying rings out,

A loud woman on a drunk.

 

Friends of the counterculture

She found,

The teases of old enemies

Upon her.

 

Janis,

A woman of her

Words and wits,

The keeper of heavy blues.

 

Her dying moments,

The telegram lost,

A fire swallowed,

The memoriam of love and life

Not realized.

Love Lyzardz

Poet’s fire,

Guitar sweeps.

 

Emotional storms aplenty,

Darkness consummated.

 

Beauty evoked,

Traces of dreams

Sprinkled over

Murmuring voices.

 

Journey unveiled,

The Hollywood desire,

Long road from

Home carrying onward.

 

Story to a story,

Love within love,

The artists’ far

Reach

For highest erudition.

 

Peace for the

Ones who listen,

Quiet for those who

Sleep,

A voice for those

Who cannot express,

In amorous oceans deep.

 

Love Lyzardz

The Lizard

My partner Johnny Saffire and I started our duo the Love Lyzardz several years back just talking about our musical interests in his apartment living room.  Here we are with a demo out, an original single, and a Beatles cover song on the way.  Some of our music takes from the darker side of the 60s/70s music with artists like Jim Morrison.  His animal totem the lizard very much resonates with our duo’s spiritual purpose.

The lizard is a creature that is adaptive and can transcend hugely adverse circumstances.  We are a duo that has done just that, having faced the difficulties of a modern and almost apocalyptic world, with a message all our own.  The lizard has a shrewdness and an introverted character, and that is the spirit the Love Lyzardz embodies, a will to carry on in spite of harsh setbacks and weird tumbles through space and time, and a reflective soul.   The lizard is also a symbol of rebirth.  When it comes to the lives Johnny and I have lived, tough times always bring forth the seed of regeneration out of the hard ground.

One of the first demo songs “American Doll” mirrors parts of the Doors “The End” in its psychedelic and hard hitting melody, as an American girl struggles to live up to the men in her life who have shaped her world.  She goes along, floating through the pink fantasy world that has been built for her and recollecting the struggle to be loved in a procession of men who fall for a woman merely because of her physical beauty.

It is the lizard we hold fast to, the one pitted for a stealthy escape, the ultimate survivalist in a world that shifts every microsecond.  What is tilted swingsback the other way, as the music carries on.  It is my hope that this art will be the equalizer of the rotating scales.

Love Lyzardz

Lizard Rock

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American Doll Lyrics- Love Lyzardz

You’re a diamond so cool

Makes me wanna

Makes me wanna

Be like you.

 

Daddy’s pride

Drowning in your glassy eyes

That champagne soaked flag you wave

Makes me feel so brave.

 

American doll

It’s a long way patriot land

Cradled in your pink fantasies

Your pom poms drenched in diamonds

Makes me wanna be like you.

 

American doll

You’ve got it all

Bridled to a magazine cover

Your palm tree heaven

The glass you stroke

Makes me wanna be like you.

 

Diamonds reigning down

In broken shards

Evanescent love your calling card

That yearning burning fire you stoke

Sedate to love

You’ve got that diamond cool.

 

American doll

It’s a long way to patriot land

Cradled in your pink fantasies

Your pom poms drenched in diamonds

Makes me wanna be like you.