express yourself
Aug 01
Mackenzie 101's picture

The Laughing Man

I walk down the street.
It’s evening,
The sun is still out,
The grass is glowing,
And my face is probably burning.
I slip on my sunglasses and see
The world through a different lense,
As I turn the corner I almost run over two girls.
They both have ice cream in their hands,
They both have pigtails,
They both are living life to the fullest,
And they’re both laughing.
As I continue walking,
Aug 01
Fiona Ella's picture

yet more music

Jul 31

English Slang-guage

Words are meant to express, to impress, to convey,
to describe how we feel and respond in our own way
but now most teens settle for "idk"

"Idk"? you won't even spell out "I don't' know"?
the English language has stooped to an all-time low.

Instead of "How are you?" or "What's going on?" they type "wyd"
how much more lazy and careless can they possibly be?

They could at least use their own voice & mind to send something different,
Jul 30
Fiona Ella's picture


i was going to put up this whole elaborate thing based off a prompt. then i realized it was getting too late to finish and i didn't know what i was doing and it was in a google doc. so i'll have to do it tomorrow if i haven't thought better of it by then. instead, here's some more music. 
Audio download:
Jul 26
Icarus Blackmore's picture


It's happening ever so slow,
Day after day,
They're chipping at our rights,
Wearing them away.

First they came for the protections,
The ones meant to keep up safe,
The one meant keep us from discrimination,
Their absence leaving a trail destruction and hate

They believe they can force us back,
Back into that ever so dark closet,
They believe they can hide the facts,
And we won't call them on it.
Jul 25
Fiona Ella's picture

another song

more music. not sure what the inspiration for this is. i was kind of just messing around. 

There's a couple chords I don't like, I think the F sharp works in some places but the F sharp and A chord should probably be F natural and A ... and probably that's completely meaningless to anyone here who doesn't have perfect pitch, which is most people, but i'm kind of just thinking on paper. 

Audio download:
Jul 25
Fiona Ella's picture

houseboat life music

houseboat life, the screenplay, i'm stopping posting for the time being because i'm in the middle of some major plot edits and it would be weird to keep posting things that i was already working on. i'll probably put the edited ones up sometime if i ever get it into a state of relative coherence. this is just music. inspired by scenes? sometimes i do music inspired by my screenplays. just as a helping-me-think exercise. 
Audio download:
Jul 20
jbird18's picture

Blueberry Poem (for 7/19/17)

(The audio recording is of the last two stanzas which I recorded while picking blueberries. If you listen closely, you might be able to hear the pie tins and birds.)

Blueberry Poem

Follow the shade in the morning for as long as you can,
Hopping down the row, down the hill, from bush to bush.
The way the sunlight falls through the hedgerow and the trees above it
Leaves some shady splotches and then some sun-soaked bits.
Jul 20
Fiona Ella's picture


Jul 20

seen in roanoke

today i saw three children
they were not much younger than i am
sixteen, or maybe seventeen years old
sleeping under an old concrete bridge

their shoes lay hapharzardly next to them
the soles of their tired feet grimy and bare
i thought of how hard, how unforgiving 
the stone must feel beneath their heads

then i walked
in clean shoes and socks
into an art musuem 
so sit leisurely and look at paintings
Jul 18
Fiona Ella's picture

tell you a secret

the title's a long story. basically this is just inspired by a scene from a screenplay i'm working on. i'm not really very happy with the percussion. i tuned it down later, but by then i'd already emailed this version to myself and i'm too much of a lazy bugger to resend it. so here you go.

Audio download:
tell you a secret.m4a
Jul 18
jbird18's picture

Searching Eyes

Alone on the beach, she watched the waves and longed for their salty kisses on her bare feet. The woman wore a deep blue dress of soft, flowing cotton. Her bright eyes were hidden behind black sunglasses and her chin rested on the top of her closed hand. Her elbow pressed into the arm of her chair. The woman's feet rested upon the sand, the criss-crossing pattern from her vacant sandals burned onto the tops of her feet in tan. Just the natural tan from spending so much time outdoors.
Jul 09
jbird18's picture

Oh, What a Wonderful Wedding

Oh, what a wonderful wedding. There was even a cake. Who knew there was cake at weddings? Ridiculous! And it had seven layers. That cake was so dang tall that they used a step ladder to reach the top and a machete to cut it. Better yet, that cake was strawberry with bright green insides just to mess with you and catch the eater off guard. Green cake, I ain't never seen a cake so green. The crumbs fell across the floor like grass had started growing in the kitchen.
Jul 07

The Struggles of Growing Up White as a Chinese Adoptee

Jul 03
Fiona Ella's picture

writing at night

Jun 25

My Son (Song)

Lyrics and audio to a song I wrote on ukulele a few days ago. 
Goodbye my son she said as she ran away.
She left me with an empty bed
and all her unfilled bills to pay.
I know she tried,
but the world put nasty thoughts inside her head.
I'll cry,
for a day or two then get on with my life.
Just get on with your life.

This river flows backward
This tree grows rootside up.
This compass points southwards
Audio download:
My Son.m4a
Jun 25
Fiona Ella's picture


though thankfully not based off of one of mine. I realize this isn't exactly the definition of subtlety but I was kind of focusing on making music that would freak me out and found a suitable scene in the book i'm using as inspiration. 
Sorry if it's impossible to listen too. 

Did you enjoy? and if it just makes you want to go scream and bang your head against the wall, well, unfortunately that was kind of my intention. 
Audio download:
Jun 24
Fiona Ella's picture

the legend of sir bartholomew revised

Sorry for the weird title. That's what I'd been calling the last piece of music I put up in my head. As the title would suggest, the other day I made some revisions to the song, as I'd finished it in a rush at eleven o'clock at night. I haven't a clue if a revised piece of music counts for Sos but I'm putting it up anyway. So here goes. 
Audio download:
Jun 21
Fiona Ella's picture

got another one

Whew! Spent several hours and stayed up till eleven working on this one. Still using the same book, namely the beginning. 
Oh, and sorry for the really shitty vocals in the middle, Logic Pro X had nothing satisfactory and sadly, I had to take the whole thing up an octave because my poor voice couldn't hit the notes I wanted it to for it to sound right. So it doesn't sound great right now.