Nur Ein XVIII Round One "Blind Spot"
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Nur Ein XVIII Round One "Blind Spot"
Blind Spot
Lichen Throat
I grew up on a suburban street
With a bunch of other kids.
All our dads had the same kinds of jobs;
At least I thought they did.
In second grade, there was a girl
Who was absent quite a lot.
She always said she’d missed the bus;
Why didn’t her mom drop her off?
I had a blind spot
About a mile wide.
All the houses looked the same;
I didn’t know what happened inside.
In seventh grade, a dude I knew
Had me rub an eraser on my hand.
It turned into a scabby sore.
Why he did, I didn’t understand.
He said he gave himself eraser burns
Whenever he got bored.
I kept away from him after that,
Deciding he was best ignored.
I had a blind spot
About a mile wide.
All the houses looked the same;
I didn’t know what happened inside.
What went on behind closed doors?
Were there arguments and fights,
Desperate calculations at kitchen tables,
Every payday night?
In eleventh grade, after a road game,
Most of us wanted steaks,
But one guy mumbled something about
How the cost was too much to take.
I hoped we’d talk him into it
And he would be compelled.
But instead of eating at Sizzler,
We drove to Taco Bell.
I had a blind spot
About an ocean wide.
All the houses looked the same;
I never knew what happened inside.
Lichen Throat
I grew up on a suburban street
With a bunch of other kids.
All our dads had the same kinds of jobs;
At least I thought they did.
In second grade, there was a girl
Who was absent quite a lot.
She always said she’d missed the bus;
Why didn’t her mom drop her off?
I had a blind spot
About a mile wide.
All the houses looked the same;
I didn’t know what happened inside.
In seventh grade, a dude I knew
Had me rub an eraser on my hand.
It turned into a scabby sore.
Why he did, I didn’t understand.
He said he gave himself eraser burns
Whenever he got bored.
I kept away from him after that,
Deciding he was best ignored.
I had a blind spot
About a mile wide.
All the houses looked the same;
I didn’t know what happened inside.
What went on behind closed doors?
Were there arguments and fights,
Desperate calculations at kitchen tables,
Every payday night?
In eleventh grade, after a road game,
Most of us wanted steaks,
But one guy mumbled something about
How the cost was too much to take.
I hoped we’d talk him into it
And he would be compelled.
But instead of eating at Sizzler,
We drove to Taco Bell.
I had a blind spot
About an ocean wide.
All the houses looked the same;
I never knew what happened inside.
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Re: Nur Ein XVIII Round 1 - Blind Spot
"Blind Spot" - Third Cat
it can hurt to really
feel the past is gone
and it's so hard to be right here
maybe it's the future
that i will create
i'll close my eyes and see it clear
the blind spot's not what's missing
the blind's spot's what i've already got
i've been looking for so long
and i wanna know
why does it always have to hide?
secret turned out simple
take a look around
not everything is found inside
the blind spot's not what's missing
the blind spot's what i've already got
look a little closer
there's more you can't see
the fascist meathog
isn't who he pretends to be
the blind spot's not what's missing
the blind spot's what i've already got
the blind spot's not what's missing
the blind spot's what i've already got
it can hurt to really
feel the past is gone
and it's so hard to be right here
maybe it's the future
that i will create
i'll close my eyes and see it clear
the blind spot's not what's missing
the blind's spot's what i've already got
i've been looking for so long
and i wanna know
why does it always have to hide?
secret turned out simple
take a look around
not everything is found inside
the blind spot's not what's missing
the blind spot's what i've already got
look a little closer
there's more you can't see
the fascist meathog
isn't who he pretends to be
the blind spot's not what's missing
the blind spot's what i've already got
the blind spot's not what's missing
the blind spot's what i've already got
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Re: Nur Ein XVIII Round 1 - Blind Spot
Blind Spot
Stacking Theory
This is a song about loss, aging, and insecurity. It’s all pretty straight forward.
6 years ago my best friends moved to the other side of the world. We chat every day, sending messages, wordles, and heardles back and forth. There are a few glorious hours where we’re all awake at the same time, but mostly we live in each others’ blind spots.
The song is built around a sampled tambourine, sampled chimes, and a lonely maraca on my thigh. I have also recorded the sound of my wringing of hands over the chorus.
—-
In the middle of the night
I am talking to you
but you can’t hear me
and you can’t see me
and in the middle of the night
you are talking to me
but i can’t hear you either
and i don’t know
whatever it is
i’ve done
that makes you love me
no i don’t know
whatever it is
i’ve done
that makes you love me
in the middle of my life
i’m starting to scream
but you can’t hear me
and you can’t feel me
and in the middle of my life
walls crashing on me
and i can’t feel you either
and i don’t know
whatever it is
i’ve done
that makes you love me
no i don’t know
whatever it is
i’ve done
that makes you love me
fading lights and changing tides
i stumble in and out of finding my stride
and in the blind spot
we collide
in the middle of the night
your life continues
in the middle of the night
in my blind spot
Stacking Theory
This is a song about loss, aging, and insecurity. It’s all pretty straight forward.
6 years ago my best friends moved to the other side of the world. We chat every day, sending messages, wordles, and heardles back and forth. There are a few glorious hours where we’re all awake at the same time, but mostly we live in each others’ blind spots.
The song is built around a sampled tambourine, sampled chimes, and a lonely maraca on my thigh. I have also recorded the sound of my wringing of hands over the chorus.
—-
In the middle of the night
I am talking to you
but you can’t hear me
and you can’t see me
and in the middle of the night
you are talking to me
but i can’t hear you either
and i don’t know
whatever it is
i’ve done
that makes you love me
no i don’t know
whatever it is
i’ve done
that makes you love me
in the middle of my life
i’m starting to scream
but you can’t hear me
and you can’t feel me
and in the middle of my life
walls crashing on me
and i can’t feel you either
and i don’t know
whatever it is
i’ve done
that makes you love me
no i don’t know
whatever it is
i’ve done
that makes you love me
fading lights and changing tides
i stumble in and out of finding my stride
and in the blind spot
we collide
in the middle of the night
your life continues
in the middle of the night
in my blind spot
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- DutchWidows
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Re: Nur Ein XVIII Round 1 - Blind Spot
A song built around a couple of cabasas, with a wood block and some shaker action for good measure!
The Dutch Widows - Blind Spot
Do you think I have a blind spot, a weakness in my brain?
An inability to hear what other people have to say
It’s not disinterest just a lack of bandwidth, I’m sure they’re lovely in their way
Do you think this is a blind spot, this weakness in my brain?
My father said my blind spot was imperfection in the clay
A simple defect like a wood knot, settled firmly in my grain
If I’m corrected, my advice rejected, I always try to walk away
I think my life has this blind spot there’s something missing, in a way
Age and privilege work against me
Have I stayed too long? Please inform me gently
A steady hand would help to guide me
If my broken limbs don’t undermine me
Could it be my little blind spot has its uses on its day?
And if I’m broken then can you not sweep me up in your embrace
My every action don’t demand reaction, it never matters if I stay ahead
Do you think I have a blind spot, a weakness in the brain?
Age and privilege work against me
Have I stayed too long? Please inform me gently
A steady hand would help to guide me
If my broken limbs don’t undermine me
The Dutch Widows - Blind Spot
Do you think I have a blind spot, a weakness in my brain?
An inability to hear what other people have to say
It’s not disinterest just a lack of bandwidth, I’m sure they’re lovely in their way
Do you think this is a blind spot, this weakness in my brain?
My father said my blind spot was imperfection in the clay
A simple defect like a wood knot, settled firmly in my grain
If I’m corrected, my advice rejected, I always try to walk away
I think my life has this blind spot there’s something missing, in a way
Age and privilege work against me
Have I stayed too long? Please inform me gently
A steady hand would help to guide me
If my broken limbs don’t undermine me
Could it be my little blind spot has its uses on its day?
And if I’m broken then can you not sweep me up in your embrace
My every action don’t demand reaction, it never matters if I stay ahead
Do you think I have a blind spot, a weakness in the brain?
Age and privilege work against me
Have I stayed too long? Please inform me gently
A steady hand would help to guide me
If my broken limbs don’t undermine me
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Re: Nur Ein XVIII Round 1 - Blind Spot
Blind Spot
slimeparty
I cannot always see what's going on around me
I cannot always be aware of my surrounds
I cannot always see the threat the may beset me
Give me a warning, let me know what's going down
Clap your hands
Give me a warning
Clap your hands
I cannot see
Clap your hands
Give me a warning
Clap your hands
Look after me
I got a blind spot, its a shadow I can't shake it
I'm always haunted by the things I cannot see
Forever doubtful of what's going on around me
My sight is fading, please set me free
Clap your hands
Give me a warning
Clap your hands
I cannot see
Clap your hands
Give me a warning
Clap your hands
Look after me
Clap your hands
Shake off that shadow
Clap your hands
I cannot see
Clap your hands
Light up my blind spot
Clap your hands
Look after me
Does she still love me? (clap)
Does she still care? (clap)
And when I need her will she be there? (clap)
Has she been faithful? (clap)
Has she been true? (clap)
Light up my blind spot and show me what to do
Clap your hands
Give me a warning
Clap your hands
I cannot see
Clap your hands
Give me a warning
Clap your hands
Look after me
Clap your hands
Shake off that shadow
Clap your hands
I cannot see
Clap your hands
Light up my blind spot
Clap your hands
Look after me
slimeparty
I cannot always see what's going on around me
I cannot always be aware of my surrounds
I cannot always see the threat the may beset me
Give me a warning, let me know what's going down
Clap your hands
Give me a warning
Clap your hands
I cannot see
Clap your hands
Give me a warning
Clap your hands
Look after me
I got a blind spot, its a shadow I can't shake it
I'm always haunted by the things I cannot see
Forever doubtful of what's going on around me
My sight is fading, please set me free
Clap your hands
Give me a warning
Clap your hands
I cannot see
Clap your hands
Give me a warning
Clap your hands
Look after me
Clap your hands
Shake off that shadow
Clap your hands
I cannot see
Clap your hands
Light up my blind spot
Clap your hands
Look after me
Does she still love me? (clap)
Does she still care? (clap)
And when I need her will she be there? (clap)
Has she been faithful? (clap)
Has she been true? (clap)
Light up my blind spot and show me what to do
Clap your hands
Give me a warning
Clap your hands
I cannot see
Clap your hands
Give me a warning
Clap your hands
Look after me
Clap your hands
Shake off that shadow
Clap your hands
I cannot see
Clap your hands
Light up my blind spot
Clap your hands
Look after me
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Re: Nur Ein XVIII Round 1 - Blind Spot
Blind Spot by ellipsis
Challenge: I played a guiro for the clave beat and the frog sounds, then there's a tibetan prayer bowl and a metal teacup. Later on in the song there's some hand claps that I um made with my...hands? The sampled drum kit I used has some timbales and congas, but tbh I wasn't really paying attention. And then there’s some sampled hand steel pan drum just for amusement value.
The lyrics are as follows:
You got a blind spot
Right between your eyes
One day you’ll realize
It’s your very own blind spot
Do you want to be an actor
Do you wanna act
Extract your soul from your body
Be real don’t be so abstract
Abstract
You got a blind spot
Right between your eyes
One day you’ll realize
It’s your very own blind spot
Do you want to be a killer
Do you want to kill
Or be killed by your lover
Sister and your brother
Your teacher
I got a blind spot
Right between my eyes
One day I’ll realize
It’s my very own blind spot
I never thought we’d live forever
But I never dreamed
we’d not always be together
I wake up with my blind spot
I got a blind spot
Right between my eyes
One day I’ll realize
It’s my very own blind spot
Blind spot of my dreams
Challenge: I played a guiro for the clave beat and the frog sounds, then there's a tibetan prayer bowl and a metal teacup. Later on in the song there's some hand claps that I um made with my...hands? The sampled drum kit I used has some timbales and congas, but tbh I wasn't really paying attention. And then there’s some sampled hand steel pan drum just for amusement value.
The lyrics are as follows:
You got a blind spot
Right between your eyes
One day you’ll realize
It’s your very own blind spot
Do you want to be an actor
Do you wanna act
Extract your soul from your body
Be real don’t be so abstract
Abstract
You got a blind spot
Right between your eyes
One day you’ll realize
It’s your very own blind spot
Do you want to be a killer
Do you want to kill
Or be killed by your lover
Sister and your brother
Your teacher
I got a blind spot
Right between my eyes
One day I’ll realize
It’s my very own blind spot
I never thought we’d live forever
But I never dreamed
we’d not always be together
I wake up with my blind spot
I got a blind spot
Right between my eyes
One day I’ll realize
It’s my very own blind spot
Blind spot of my dreams
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Re: Nur Ein XVIII Round 1 - Blind Spot
Blind Spot by Vom Vorton
In with a shadow for this round! I used egg shaker, tambourine and wood block. The song is about the period in my early 20s where I was drinking far too much in a semi-successful attempt to combat social anxiety. Which is unfortunately harder to pull off in your 40s so maybe I should have found a more constructive approach, whoops.
I’d wake up every morning with my thoughts all in a tangle
from running home all tilted at a thirty degree angle
just dust in my pockets. only bruises on my skin
but I’d shake myself down and start over again
I would find myself stewing in mysterious regrets
it was a blind spot I can‘t remember… but one I can’t forget
I cannot explain it, I was like a homing pigeon
couldn’t put two words together yet I’d wake up on the kitchen floor
with no idea how I got there or what I had been doing
but a few hours of despair and then more trouble would be brewing
In with a shadow for this round! I used egg shaker, tambourine and wood block. The song is about the period in my early 20s where I was drinking far too much in a semi-successful attempt to combat social anxiety. Which is unfortunately harder to pull off in your 40s so maybe I should have found a more constructive approach, whoops.
I’d wake up every morning with my thoughts all in a tangle
from running home all tilted at a thirty degree angle
just dust in my pockets. only bruises on my skin
but I’d shake myself down and start over again
I would find myself stewing in mysterious regrets
it was a blind spot I can‘t remember… but one I can’t forget
I cannot explain it, I was like a homing pigeon
couldn’t put two words together yet I’d wake up on the kitchen floor
with no idea how I got there or what I had been doing
but a few hours of despair and then more trouble would be brewing
- thelowestbitter
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Re: Nur Ein XVIII Round 1 - Blind Spot
got a song I quite like here unfortunately hamstrung by me trying to sing hungover and it being far too hot to stay inside all day doing lots of takes, so here are my comped together hangover vocals. Musically started off trying to do an LCD Soundsystem build up (complete with loose ahhhhooooooooh vocals a la Dance Yrself Clean, Home), and added some Youth Lagoon style super pitch shifted wobbly keys in the middle (a la Dropla).
The Lowest Bitter - Blind Spot
it's a sham, the way we lie about it
but goddam, the lie keeps us surviving
living life with the belief
that no real harm could come to me
don't you know the lead gets script immunity?
and the camera loves me, babe!
so why would I be afraid?
without me the show wouldn't even get made
it's a sham, the way we lie about it
but goddam, the lie keeps us surviving
nobody wants to stare down the abyss,
there's nothing there,
so just keep your gaze ahead,
just look ahead, just look ahead
we've all got the same blind spot,
imagining some plot armour that we ain't got
this is schmuck bait, they would never kill me off
they would never write me out,
they won't ever,
they could never
it's a sham, the way we lie about it
but goddam, the lie keeps us surviving
nobody wants to stare down the abyss,
there's nothing there,
so just keep your gaze ahead,
just look ahead,
we've all got the same blind spot,
just look ahead,
some plot armour that we ain't got,
just look ahead,
we've all got the same blind spot,
just look ahead,
some plot armour that we ain't got
just look ahead, just look ahead, just look ahead, just look ahead
The Lowest Bitter - Blind Spot
it's a sham, the way we lie about it
but goddam, the lie keeps us surviving
living life with the belief
that no real harm could come to me
don't you know the lead gets script immunity?
and the camera loves me, babe!
so why would I be afraid?
without me the show wouldn't even get made
it's a sham, the way we lie about it
but goddam, the lie keeps us surviving
nobody wants to stare down the abyss,
there's nothing there,
so just keep your gaze ahead,
just look ahead, just look ahead
we've all got the same blind spot,
imagining some plot armour that we ain't got
this is schmuck bait, they would never kill me off
they would never write me out,
they won't ever,
they could never
it's a sham, the way we lie about it
but goddam, the lie keeps us surviving
nobody wants to stare down the abyss,
there's nothing there,
so just keep your gaze ahead,
just look ahead,
we've all got the same blind spot,
just look ahead,
some plot armour that we ain't got,
just look ahead,
we've all got the same blind spot,
just look ahead,
some plot armour that we ain't got
just look ahead, just look ahead, just look ahead, just look ahead
- mama_pills
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Re: Nur Ein XVIII Round 1 - Blind Spot
Okay so this song is kind of about learning things the hard way/how you often can’t understand the most fucked up things that have happened to you until much much later.
Knocking on the uke for my hand percussion, I really hope it counts it took me so many takes to get one mostly right HAHA but it was fun to do
BLIND SPOT
Take it back, what you said;
it still lives rent free in my head
Looking back, I blame me
for wasting away in this bed you made
Why am I the one who has to live this way?
Why are you the one who gets to walk away?
Look me in the eye and tell me I’m a liar
I did not sign up for this and I am fucking tired
of wishing I could hit rewind to see a little clearer
cause if I could I know I would have checked the rear view mirror
“I’m so glad that you’ve changed!”
And you wonder why I’m filled with shame
Why am I the one who has to live this way?
Why are you the one who gets to walk away?
Look me in the eye and tell me I’m a liar
I did not sign up for this and I am fucking tired
of wishing I could hit rewind to see a little clearer
cause if I could I know I would have checked the rear view mirror
Take it back, what you said
Take it back
Take it back
Take it back
Look me in the eye and tell me I’m a liar
I did not sign up for this and I am fucking tired
of wishing I could hit rewind to see a little clearer
cause if I could I know I would have checked the rear view mirror
Yeah, if I could I know I would have checked the rear view mirror
Knocking on the uke for my hand percussion, I really hope it counts it took me so many takes to get one mostly right HAHA but it was fun to do
BLIND SPOT
Take it back, what you said;
it still lives rent free in my head
Looking back, I blame me
for wasting away in this bed you made
Why am I the one who has to live this way?
Why are you the one who gets to walk away?
Look me in the eye and tell me I’m a liar
I did not sign up for this and I am fucking tired
of wishing I could hit rewind to see a little clearer
cause if I could I know I would have checked the rear view mirror
“I’m so glad that you’ve changed!”
And you wonder why I’m filled with shame
Why am I the one who has to live this way?
Why are you the one who gets to walk away?
Look me in the eye and tell me I’m a liar
I did not sign up for this and I am fucking tired
of wishing I could hit rewind to see a little clearer
cause if I could I know I would have checked the rear view mirror
Take it back, what you said
Take it back
Take it back
Take it back
Look me in the eye and tell me I’m a liar
I did not sign up for this and I am fucking tired
of wishing I could hit rewind to see a little clearer
cause if I could I know I would have checked the rear view mirror
Yeah, if I could I know I would have checked the rear view mirror
nature is trash
&so are you
&so are you
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Re: Nur Ein XVIII Round 1 - Blind Spot
Berkeley Social Scene
Intro: Am C Am G
Verse: C Dm
She was an angel from the stone age
A fearless southern beauty queen
She was crying outside a diner
When I drove up on the scene
Pre: C Dm C G C Dm Em G
I didn’t recognize the trouble
I should have known it from the start
Chorus: Dm G C F
I keep checking my mirror but I don’t see the signs
I’ve got a blind spot a mile wide
Heading down the 95
Nothing is gonna to stop us when our highways collide
I’ve got a blind spot a mile wide
She was a fragile marble statue
Hardened by her troubled life
She was beautifully imperfect
She wanted to be the perfect wife
I didn’t recognize trouble
Should have known it from the start
I keep checking my mirror but I don’t see the signs
I’ve got a blind spot a mile wide
Heading down the 95
Nothing is gonna to stop us when our highways collide
I’ve got a blind spot a mile wide
Solo
Breakdown
I keep checking my mirror but I don’t see the signs
I’ve got a blind spot a mile wide
Heading down the 95
Nothing is gonna to stop us when our highways collide
I’ve got a blind spot a mile wide
Intro: Am C Am G
Verse: C Dm
She was an angel from the stone age
A fearless southern beauty queen
She was crying outside a diner
When I drove up on the scene
Pre: C Dm C G C Dm Em G
I didn’t recognize the trouble
I should have known it from the start
Chorus: Dm G C F
I keep checking my mirror but I don’t see the signs
I’ve got a blind spot a mile wide
Heading down the 95
Nothing is gonna to stop us when our highways collide
I’ve got a blind spot a mile wide
She was a fragile marble statue
Hardened by her troubled life
She was beautifully imperfect
She wanted to be the perfect wife
I didn’t recognize trouble
Should have known it from the start
I keep checking my mirror but I don’t see the signs
I’ve got a blind spot a mile wide
Heading down the 95
Nothing is gonna to stop us when our highways collide
I’ve got a blind spot a mile wide
Solo
Breakdown
I keep checking my mirror but I don’t see the signs
I’ve got a blind spot a mile wide
Heading down the 95
Nothing is gonna to stop us when our highways collide
I’ve got a blind spot a mile wide
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i would just like to remind everyone that Ken eats kittens - blue lang
i would just like to remind everyone that Ken eats kittens - blue lang
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Re: Nur Ein XVIII Round 1 - Blind Spot
Blind Spot
by Moss Palace
So quietly you stood
Until your moment came
Your kiss was a surprise
Hiding in my blind spot
Never saw it coming
Hid my heart from loving
came without a warning
You were in the shadows
I didn’t know you cared
Reading you was so hard
Until you made it clear
I was what you wanted
There was no resistance
Once I got the message
No more hesitation
Once I got the message
Never saw it coming
Hid my heart from loving
came without a warning
You were in the shadows
by Moss Palace
So quietly you stood
Until your moment came
Your kiss was a surprise
Hiding in my blind spot
Never saw it coming
Hid my heart from loving
came without a warning
You were in the shadows
I didn’t know you cared
Reading you was so hard
Until you made it clear
I was what you wanted
There was no resistance
Once I got the message
No more hesitation
Once I got the message
Never saw it coming
Hid my heart from loving
came without a warning
You were in the shadows
- glennny
- DALL-E
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Re: Nur Ein XVIII Round 1 - Blind Spot
glennny -Blind Spot
glennny
Blind Spot
Get your kicks through the day
Find what sticks from the fray
You build up your courage
Fall into the meantime
Don’t be so worried that everything fades
Take a little inventory
Check out all your blind spots
Even if you know the story
You might just have a shot
I’m falling for your vision
I’m blinded by this night
Sunken cost can sink your plan
You won’t be lost if I’m your man
You’re not in a hurry
I’m ripe for the taking
My image is blurry mistook or mistaking
Take a little inventory
Check out all your blind spots
Even if you know the story
You might just have a shot
I’m making a decision
I’m guessing what is right
Your mind denies
I’m not in denial
what’s in your way
I’m right here
Out of sight ..
Why Don’t you see me?
..though face to face
Take a little inventory
Check out all your blind spots
Even if you know the story
You might just have a shot
Ignoring your derision
I’m holding on too tight
I’m not in your blind spot
glennny
Blind Spot
Get your kicks through the day
Find what sticks from the fray
You build up your courage
Fall into the meantime
Don’t be so worried that everything fades
Take a little inventory
Check out all your blind spots
Even if you know the story
You might just have a shot
I’m falling for your vision
I’m blinded by this night
Sunken cost can sink your plan
You won’t be lost if I’m your man
You’re not in a hurry
I’m ripe for the taking
My image is blurry mistook or mistaking
Take a little inventory
Check out all your blind spots
Even if you know the story
You might just have a shot
I’m making a decision
I’m guessing what is right
Your mind denies
I’m not in denial
what’s in your way
I’m right here
Out of sight ..
Why Don’t you see me?
..though face to face
Take a little inventory
Check out all your blind spots
Even if you know the story
You might just have a shot
Ignoring your derision
I’m holding on too tight
I’m not in your blind spot
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Re: Nur Ein XVIII Round 1 - Blind Spot
Blind Spot by chewmeupspitmeout
I'll be your blind spot
perennial long shot
Little forget me not
Ignored afterthought
Maybe baby
You'd just forsake me
If you'd notice me first
Given enough
Old rope
Same old tired trope
No value left in my false hope
If there ever was
Thinking lately
Maybe you'd hate me?
If we ever spoke
We're just cosmic fruit flies
Alive for a moment before we all die
I am your blind spot
My spirit oh, so squashed
The one that's left to rot
Sat upon the shelf
You could save me
Kill me humanely
Cos that's all that I have left
(Blind spot, always be your blind spot
I'll never be yours)
I used to be afraid of the dark
Now I'm just scared of the light
Self medicate
With microdoses
I need to escape
From this psychosis
I'm just your blind spot
Will this pain ever stop?
I'll be your blind spot
perennial long shot
Little forget me not
Ignored afterthought
Maybe baby
You'd just forsake me
If you'd notice me first
Given enough
Old rope
Same old tired trope
No value left in my false hope
If there ever was
Thinking lately
Maybe you'd hate me?
If we ever spoke
We're just cosmic fruit flies
Alive for a moment before we all die
I am your blind spot
My spirit oh, so squashed
The one that's left to rot
Sat upon the shelf
You could save me
Kill me humanely
Cos that's all that I have left
(Blind spot, always be your blind spot
I'll never be yours)
I used to be afraid of the dark
Now I'm just scared of the light
Self medicate
With microdoses
I need to escape
From this psychosis
I'm just your blind spot
Will this pain ever stop?
It's like they found out who Jack the Ripper was and it was James Bond - Niv
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- Location: Upper Westchester, NY
Re: Nur Ein XVIII Round 1 - Blind Spot
Blind Spot
Eric Novak
I never got the confidence
I never saw the evidence
I never felt the compliments
I never saw it coming
It's a property of space and time
To never see the whole
It's the poverty of living life
To never know it all
I really find it laughable
The way I used to feel
I used to scorn the affable
Pretended not to see them
I never quite got over it
I didn't feel the brunt of it
I never asked for forgiveness
I never saw it coming
Duality is everywhere
mind and body, brain and soul
each drives us on and on
Each claims control
As I go they hash it out
Try to nail the framework down
Somewhere deeper the plan is made
Somewhere in my blind spot
It's always there behind me
More faithful than a friend
Blind spot be kind to me
Allow me to pretend
I never saw the Taj Mahal
I've never been a criminal
I never saw an empire fall
I never saw it coming
Eric Novak
I never got the confidence
I never saw the evidence
I never felt the compliments
I never saw it coming
It's a property of space and time
To never see the whole
It's the poverty of living life
To never know it all
I really find it laughable
The way I used to feel
I used to scorn the affable
Pretended not to see them
I never quite got over it
I didn't feel the brunt of it
I never asked for forgiveness
I never saw it coming
Duality is everywhere
mind and body, brain and soul
each drives us on and on
Each claims control
As I go they hash it out
Try to nail the framework down
Somewhere deeper the plan is made
Somewhere in my blind spot
It's always there behind me
More faithful than a friend
Blind spot be kind to me
Allow me to pretend
I never saw the Taj Mahal
I've never been a criminal
I never saw an empire fall
I never saw it coming
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Re: Nur Ein XVIII Round 1 - Blind Spot
Cavedwellers
Truth- Vocals, lyrics, guitar solo
glennny- music and lyrics, production, vocals
Blind Spot
Act One: Man's Perspective
I’ve driven around this block
More times than time forgot
Stoplight had to hold me there
Like I was really getting anywhere
Just saw the girl of my dreams
Licking on a mint chip ice cream
Didn’t know what to say say say
Thought I’d better be on my way
I Forgot
To check my blind spot
I wouldn’t play chicken
I wouldn’t try to cut you off
But you should never
No, not ever
Never ever
Pass on the right
Act Two : Woman's Perspective
It was a rookie mistake
I was on the make
But you ran off
A trail of exclamation points in your wake
But when you know you know
But no you had to go
The game was on
And you were off
But I knew the route to take
You forgot
To check your blind spot
It’s driving me crazy
How you could have just driven off
You’re so clever
Will you ever
Just endeavor
To meet me tonight
Act Three: Meet Cute
Cute meet meet cute like a cinema dream
It better not be a nightmare
are you a madman woman or a breath of fresh air
Hoped you were more Sally Albright
More so than Annie Hall
An origin story for the ages
If you rip out the rest of the pages
Epilog: It Didn't really work out (don't make life decisions based on movies)
We forgot
To check our blind spot
Like a dumb romantic comedy
Mistaking this for serendipity
We should not ever
(have) pulled the lever
But whatever
‘Twas love at first sight.
Truth- Vocals, lyrics, guitar solo
glennny- music and lyrics, production, vocals
Blind Spot
Act One: Man's Perspective
I’ve driven around this block
More times than time forgot
Stoplight had to hold me there
Like I was really getting anywhere
Just saw the girl of my dreams
Licking on a mint chip ice cream
Didn’t know what to say say say
Thought I’d better be on my way
I Forgot
To check my blind spot
I wouldn’t play chicken
I wouldn’t try to cut you off
But you should never
No, not ever
Never ever
Pass on the right
Act Two : Woman's Perspective
It was a rookie mistake
I was on the make
But you ran off
A trail of exclamation points in your wake
But when you know you know
But no you had to go
The game was on
And you were off
But I knew the route to take
You forgot
To check your blind spot
It’s driving me crazy
How you could have just driven off
You’re so clever
Will you ever
Just endeavor
To meet me tonight
Act Three: Meet Cute
Cute meet meet cute like a cinema dream
It better not be a nightmare
are you a madman woman or a breath of fresh air
Hoped you were more Sally Albright
More so than Annie Hall
An origin story for the ages
If you rip out the rest of the pages
Epilog: It Didn't really work out (don't make life decisions based on movies)
We forgot
To check our blind spot
Like a dumb romantic comedy
Mistaking this for serendipity
We should not ever
(have) pulled the lever
But whatever
‘Twas love at first sight.
Last edited by glennny on Mon Jun 05, 2023 6:39 am, edited 1 time in total.
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Re: Nur Ein XVIII Round 1 - Blind Spot
Grumpy Mike - Blind Spot (featuring Steven Lamphear)
Smooth sailing
Nothing to dread
No sign of danger
Not a curve ahead
Unaware of what’s out of sight,
Hidden, growing, ready to ignite
Coming up on me like a dog for a fight
I didn’t see he’s coming for a fight
Blind spot, fierce and wild
Can’t shake his wrath, he’s like an untamed child
Blind Spot, heaven knows
What demons lurk behind your shadow
Tip-toing quietly
Trying to complete my task
Surely he cannot see
Get in, get out, too much to ask
Awake, the monster bears his teeth
No one can rescue his enemy
A homing missile, he’s locked on me
Gotta get off, get off his lawn
Smooth sailing
Nothing to dread
No sign of danger
Not a curve ahead
Unaware of what’s out of sight,
Hidden, growing, ready to ignite
Coming up on me like a dog for a fight
I didn’t see he’s coming for a fight
Blind spot, fierce and wild
Can’t shake his wrath, he’s like an untamed child
Blind Spot, heaven knows
What demons lurk behind your shadow
Tip-toing quietly
Trying to complete my task
Surely he cannot see
Get in, get out, too much to ask
Awake, the monster bears his teeth
No one can rescue his enemy
A homing missile, he’s locked on me
Gotta get off, get off his lawn
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- Instruments: Guitar, programming, various other stuff
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- Submitting as: Nick Soma
Re: Nur Ein XVIII Round 1 - Blind Spot
Nick Soma - Blind Spot
A song about a demagogue and hypocrite. Not necessarily Trump; it could be Trump, but it could be any of them, they're all the same. And a lot of those guys do sniff "magic powder," too.
Well it seems you have a blind spot
When it comes to any action of your own
If it was me, you'd criticize it
But you've got all that corruption and filth at home
You muddy the waters
Of democracy
Have your sons and daughters
Breed hypocrisy, hey now
Well it seems you have a blind spot
On pretty much anything you did or said
Incite your mindless sheep to rise up
Me, I'm good (me! me! me!)
Everyone else is bad
Protests get louder
Ah, but you're not scared
Sniff magic powder
To be well prepared, hey now
Next phase initiated
Idiocracy
Sorry if you hate it
Dispose of honesty
Project your blind spot on the masses
Turn them blind as well
It's a perfect day for playing with the trigger again
Blind spot covered in molasses
Truest truth that you tell
Like it means so much to you
Hey now
You muddied the waters
Of democracy
Now your sons and daughters
Breed hypocrisy, hey now
Hey now
Hey now
Hey now
A song about a demagogue and hypocrite. Not necessarily Trump; it could be Trump, but it could be any of them, they're all the same. And a lot of those guys do sniff "magic powder," too.
Well it seems you have a blind spot
When it comes to any action of your own
If it was me, you'd criticize it
But you've got all that corruption and filth at home
You muddy the waters
Of democracy
Have your sons and daughters
Breed hypocrisy, hey now
Well it seems you have a blind spot
On pretty much anything you did or said
Incite your mindless sheep to rise up
Me, I'm good (me! me! me!)
Everyone else is bad
Protests get louder
Ah, but you're not scared
Sniff magic powder
To be well prepared, hey now
Next phase initiated
Idiocracy
Sorry if you hate it
Dispose of honesty
Project your blind spot on the masses
Turn them blind as well
It's a perfect day for playing with the trigger again
Blind spot covered in molasses
Truest truth that you tell
Like it means so much to you
Hey now
You muddied the waters
Of democracy
Now your sons and daughters
Breed hypocrisy, hey now
Hey now
Hey now
Hey now
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Re: Nur Ein XVIII Round 1 - Blind Spot
Blind Spot
Crown Shy (shadow)
I don't drive with my hands open
I breathe jasmine and kerosene
The splay of the trees in a sick white afternoon
Seems utterly useless in a feral tomb
Milk and money breed armies of doves
The bicycles flutter in flocks above
Call me homesick, I'm wild with despair
The pharmacist shakes out her beautiful uncut hair
And the blind spot looks just like the truth
The mirrors line up to cover the route
Close one eye, move your face towards the screen
Say goodbye as the word disappears
Haunted mountains, haunted valleys
Ghosts clog the intake of the Gran Coulee dam
Eggs push against aquarium glass
Dreaming of flight while the tour bus passes
Will you be the lion who swims the rivers unseen?
Will breath be our guide through the murder machine?
And the blind spot looks just like the truth
The mirrors line up to cover the route
Close one eye, move your face towards the screen
Say goodbye as the word disappears
Footfalls on dry grass spark fear like a flashover blackens the last empty room in the last building to burn
The ashes of chorus lines scatter from satellites, leaving a spatter of lights in the wake of the stern
Phosphorus, pray for us, while we swing our faces
Side to side, trying hard to put together the pieces
And the blind spot looks just like the truth
The mirrors line up to cover the route
Close one eye, move your face towards the screen
Say goodbye as the world disappears
Say goodbye as the world disappears
Crown Shy (shadow)
I don't drive with my hands open
I breathe jasmine and kerosene
The splay of the trees in a sick white afternoon
Seems utterly useless in a feral tomb
Milk and money breed armies of doves
The bicycles flutter in flocks above
Call me homesick, I'm wild with despair
The pharmacist shakes out her beautiful uncut hair
And the blind spot looks just like the truth
The mirrors line up to cover the route
Close one eye, move your face towards the screen
Say goodbye as the word disappears
Haunted mountains, haunted valleys
Ghosts clog the intake of the Gran Coulee dam
Eggs push against aquarium glass
Dreaming of flight while the tour bus passes
Will you be the lion who swims the rivers unseen?
Will breath be our guide through the murder machine?
And the blind spot looks just like the truth
The mirrors line up to cover the route
Close one eye, move your face towards the screen
Say goodbye as the word disappears
Footfalls on dry grass spark fear like a flashover blackens the last empty room in the last building to burn
The ashes of chorus lines scatter from satellites, leaving a spatter of lights in the wake of the stern
Phosphorus, pray for us, while we swing our faces
Side to side, trying hard to put together the pieces
And the blind spot looks just like the truth
The mirrors line up to cover the route
Close one eye, move your face towards the screen
Say goodbye as the world disappears
Say goodbye as the world disappears
- arby
- Alpaca
- Posts: 230
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- Instruments: Omnichord, vocals
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- Pronouns: she/her
- Location: Staten Island, NY
- Contact:
Re: Nur Ein XVIII Round 1 - Blind Spot
Blind Spot
Virgo Power
I've got a blind spot the size of Texas
and you're in Abilene
should have seen you coming from a mile away
but you were on my right side (right side!)
should have known you were bad news and trouble
but you were on my bad side (bad side!)
you're in my blind spot (Move!)
you're in my blind spot (Move!)
you're in my blind spot (Move!)
you're in my blind spot (Move!)
you're in my blind spot (Move!)
(Bridge: clapping)
I've got a blind spot the size of Texas
and you're in Abilene
every other day you changed into a jerk
and you were on my right side (right side!)
like reverse Superman into Clark Kent
and you were on my bad side (bad side!)
you're in my blind spot (Move!)
you're in my blind spot (Move!)
you're in my blind spot (Move!)
you're in my blind spot (Move!)
you're in my blind spot (Move!)
outro: clapping
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credits:
vocals, Omnichord: Brookes McKenzie
drums, backing shouts: Jay Ackley
Virgo Power
I've got a blind spot the size of Texas
and you're in Abilene
should have seen you coming from a mile away
but you were on my right side (right side!)
should have known you were bad news and trouble
but you were on my bad side (bad side!)
you're in my blind spot (Move!)
you're in my blind spot (Move!)
you're in my blind spot (Move!)
you're in my blind spot (Move!)
you're in my blind spot (Move!)
(Bridge: clapping)
I've got a blind spot the size of Texas
and you're in Abilene
every other day you changed into a jerk
and you were on my right side (right side!)
like reverse Superman into Clark Kent
and you were on my bad side (bad side!)
you're in my blind spot (Move!)
you're in my blind spot (Move!)
you're in my blind spot (Move!)
you're in my blind spot (Move!)
you're in my blind spot (Move!)
outro: clapping
-------------------------
credits:
vocals, Omnichord: Brookes McKenzie
drums, backing shouts: Jay Ackley
"That organ is piercing my soul" - Adam Adamant
"Lo-fi doom rock isn't my bag at all. I'm trying to imagine this with professional production and played/sung perfectly and I don't think I'd like it much more." - furrypedro
"Lo-fi doom rock isn't my bag at all. I'm trying to imagine this with professional production and played/sung perfectly and I don't think I'd like it much more." - furrypedro
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- Posts: 332
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- Pronouns: she/they
Re: Nur Ein XVIII Round 1 - Blind Spot
Blind Spot
By Cybronica
This song is dedicated to the haters. Challenge met by copious use of tambourine.
You think that you’ve already won
Dont you know this race, it ain’t done
Don’t count me out just cause you can’t see me
One blink- that is all it will take
For you to realize your mistake
You won’t notice; you can’t see me
But I’m coming
I’m in your blind spot
So when you make your full stop
You won’t know how fast I’ll
Blow on past you
You thought I was out from the start
You said that I don’t have the heart
Don’t count me out just cause you can’t see me
I’m not a souped fine corvette
I’m not anything you’ve seen yet
You’re just gonna have to believe me
That I’m coming
I’m in your blind spot
So when you make your full stop
You won’t know how fast I’ll
Blow on past you
You won’t you won’t
You won’t see me coming
You don’t you don’t
You don’t see me coming
You know you know
You know frankly nothing about me
But I’m coming
I’m in your blind spot
So when you make your full stop
You won’t know how fast I’ll
Blow on past you
By Cybronica
This song is dedicated to the haters. Challenge met by copious use of tambourine.
You think that you’ve already won
Dont you know this race, it ain’t done
Don’t count me out just cause you can’t see me
One blink- that is all it will take
For you to realize your mistake
You won’t notice; you can’t see me
But I’m coming
I’m in your blind spot
So when you make your full stop
You won’t know how fast I’ll
Blow on past you
You thought I was out from the start
You said that I don’t have the heart
Don’t count me out just cause you can’t see me
I’m not a souped fine corvette
I’m not anything you’ve seen yet
You’re just gonna have to believe me
That I’m coming
I’m in your blind spot
So when you make your full stop
You won’t know how fast I’ll
Blow on past you
You won’t you won’t
You won’t see me coming
You don’t you don’t
You don’t see me coming
You know you know
You know frankly nothing about me
But I’m coming
I’m in your blind spot
So when you make your full stop
You won’t know how fast I’ll
Blow on past you
“It's like opera for toddlers or something.” -furrypedro
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- Grok
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- Submitting as: Max Bombast
- Pronouns: he/him
- Location: Victoria, BC, AwesomeLand
- Contact:
Re: Nur Ein XVIII Round 1 - Blind Spot
Blind Spot
by Max Bombast
Yo yo!
My dog can't see a lick
His vision's gone to shit
He gave up chasing cats
Due to his cataracts
He won't treat his glaucoma
He can't stand the aroma
Oh why aren't you following me?
MY DOG CAN'T SEE!
Yo!
My dog can't hear a word
Not a siren or a bird
You can't tell him to stay
He'll cock his head and walk away
He can't carry a tune
When he's out howling at the moon
Do I have to shout right in your ear?
MY DOG CAN'T HEAR!
Yo!
My dog can't recognize
The loved ones in his life
It's tearing up my heart
He can't tell us apart
From intruders in our home
Or a big ol' tasty bone
Go on ask me if my dog is mean?
HE'S THE ULTIMATE KILLING MACHINE!
by Max Bombast
Yo yo!
My dog can't see a lick
His vision's gone to shit
He gave up chasing cats
Due to his cataracts
He won't treat his glaucoma
He can't stand the aroma
Oh why aren't you following me?
MY DOG CAN'T SEE!
Yo!
My dog can't hear a word
Not a siren or a bird
You can't tell him to stay
He'll cock his head and walk away
He can't carry a tune
When he's out howling at the moon
Do I have to shout right in your ear?
MY DOG CAN'T HEAR!
Yo!
My dog can't recognize
The loved ones in his life
It's tearing up my heart
He can't tell us apart
From intruders in our home
Or a big ol' tasty bone
Go on ask me if my dog is mean?
HE'S THE ULTIMATE KILLING MACHINE!
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- Grok
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- Contact:
Re: Nur Ein XVIII Round 1 - Blind Spot
Blind Spot
by Boffo Yux Dudes
Al - Mix Mastering
Scott/Tom - letterjumbling
VERSE
Whatever it is you do to me
You know I won't be able to see
No matter if you treat me mean
I won't have known or felt or seen
I'm never going to realize
The evidence right before my eyes
So go ahead and have your way
If I can't see then I can't say – stay!
CHORUS
I know that I've got, a blind spot
There's nothing I can do
I know that I've got, a blind spot
When it comes to you
VERSE
With the way you treat me
I'm surprised I don’t try to flee
You're hot and cold if i'm out of sight
Am I a blind spot under bright sunlight?
Does it matter if I'm still here?
When you’re senseless after just one beer
I nudge you to get off the floor
Am I just something for you to ignore?
CHORUS
I know that I've got, a blind spot
There's nothing I can do
I know that I've got, a blind spot
When it comes to you
VERSE
You call me Spot, and that is true
A blind Spot that is blind to you
My feelings have me all agog
Even though I'm just a dog
You make me sit, roll over and beg
And stop that humping on your leg
You treat me mean and oh so cruel
If love is food then you feed me gruel
CHORUS
I know that I've got, a blind spot
There's nothing I can do
I know that I've got, a blind spot
When it comes to you
I know that I've got, a blind spot
There's nothing I can do
I know that I've got, a blind spot
When it comes to you
by Boffo Yux Dudes
Al - Mix Mastering
Scott/Tom - letterjumbling
VERSE
Whatever it is you do to me
You know I won't be able to see
No matter if you treat me mean
I won't have known or felt or seen
I'm never going to realize
The evidence right before my eyes
So go ahead and have your way
If I can't see then I can't say – stay!
CHORUS
I know that I've got, a blind spot
There's nothing I can do
I know that I've got, a blind spot
When it comes to you
VERSE
With the way you treat me
I'm surprised I don’t try to flee
You're hot and cold if i'm out of sight
Am I a blind spot under bright sunlight?
Does it matter if I'm still here?
When you’re senseless after just one beer
I nudge you to get off the floor
Am I just something for you to ignore?
CHORUS
I know that I've got, a blind spot
There's nothing I can do
I know that I've got, a blind spot
When it comes to you
VERSE
You call me Spot, and that is true
A blind Spot that is blind to you
My feelings have me all agog
Even though I'm just a dog
You make me sit, roll over and beg
And stop that humping on your leg
You treat me mean and oh so cruel
If love is food then you feed me gruel
CHORUS
I know that I've got, a blind spot
There's nothing I can do
I know that I've got, a blind spot
When it comes to you
I know that I've got, a blind spot
There's nothing I can do
I know that I've got, a blind spot
When it comes to you