Nympho Elf

so i came across this video a few minutes ago… i encourage anyone and everyone to show others and get people talking and hoping and believing…

Peace + Love + I’m Not Crazy =
Jeff

it’s been a while… caught back up in the daily grind of unforgiveness and lack of witness and work work work for someone else, unseen to me… a few announcements…

1. I’m playing a show on October 10th… I’ll be opening up for The Better Half at Jake’s Escape in Southampton, NJ around 8pm.

2. The Apprentice, the short film that includes ‘Into the Wild’ playing over the end credits, will be making it’s premiere on Tuesday, September 23rd at the Ambler Theater www.amblertheater.org, near Montgomery County College in Pennsylvania.

3. I posted a bunch of new videos on YouTube recently, www.youtube.com/nymphoelf … haven’t gotten around to putting them on the site yet.

4. Rumor has it that there is an album that is nearing completion, definitely hope to have it released before the end of the year… but that is of course, just a rumor.

i will now head to my mother’s for dinner…

Peace + Love + Hamburger Helper =

Jeff

ps. I would like to present, my new kitten… Maestro!

Been working in the studio for the past week… got a lot done… you can check out some of the studio demos at www.myspace.com/nymphoelfmusic

Also, put up this video for Godland…

and this video for SoloCoPop…

Peace + Love + Burning Leaves =
Jeff

sooooooooooooo…. i messed around in the studio the other day and recorded a bunch of new songs… you can check them out at www.myspace.com/nymphoelfmusic

also put this video up on youtube.com

not much else to say right now… thinking about food too much.

Peace + Love + Glazed Donuts =
Jeff

… ahhh whence time once came, and the players played and the dreamers dreamed… chess pieces thrown astray into an ashtray, called it life and come what may… he who picks the puzzle, solves the puzzle, by forgetting that it was his and his alone, to be guarded til the dawn of the breaking bone… phone the resistance to the atrophy… a trophy? every surprise life throws at you could be a prize, if only you would stop and try and try not to deny what you know or knew… there are few, and they are far between… there’s chaos in the order… there’s chaos in the order… one, two, four, 5, six, 3, eight, seven…. properties… monopolies… demolished and unforgiven, only to be given away and built back in the cycle of shit and more shit that we recycle ourselves through and into… what could change you?… a breeze going against me could take me in the right direction upstream… fishes… fishes…

wrote a new song called Voyeur… here it is…

Voyeur

Peace + Love + Fizzles =
Jeff

“Elfland, or Faerie, the otherworldly home not only of elves and fairies but goblins, trolls, and other folkloric creatures, has an ambiguous appearance in folklore.

On one hand, the land often appears to be continuous to ordinary land. Thomas the Rhymer might, on being taken by the Queen of Faerie, be taken on a road like one leading to Heaven or Hell:

“O see ye not yon narrow road,
So think beset with thorns and briers?
That is that path of righteousness,
Tho after it but few enquires.

And see not ye that braid braid road
That lies across the lily leven?
That is the path of wickedness,
Tho some call it the road to heaven.

And see not ye that bonny road,
That winds about the fernie brae?
That is the road to fair Elfland,
Where thou and I this night maun gae.”

However, others have found fairies and elves with greater ease. Sir Orfeo discovered the king who had kidnapped his wife by wandering in wilderness. Others have found them in elf hills near the homes, which digging could violate. They have been found in fairy circles, dancing in apparently ordinary woods, or riding through ordinary lands.

This is not exclusive to English or French folklore. In Norse mythology, Elfland (Alfheim) was also the name of what today is the Swedish province of Bohuslän. In the sagas, it said that the people of this petty kingdom were more beautiful than other people, as they were related to the elves, showing that not only the territory was associated with elves, but also the race of its people.

While sometimes folklore seems to show fairy intrusion into human lands — “Tam Lin” does not show any otherworldly aspects about the land in which the confrontation takes place — at other times the otherworldly aspects are clear. Most frequently, time can flow differently for those trapped by the fairy dance than in the lands they come from; although, in an additional complication, it may only be an appearance, as many returning from Faerie, such as Oisín, have found that time “catches up” with them as soon as they have contact with ordinary lands.

Fantasy writers have taken up the ambiguity. Some writers depict the land of the elves as a full-blown parallel universe, with portals the only entry — as in Josepha Sherman’s Prince of the Sidhe series or Esther Friesner’s Elf Defense — and others have depicted it as the next land over, possibly difficult to reach for magical reasons — Robin McKinley’s “The Stolen Princess” in The Door in the Hedge, Hope Mirrlees’s Lud-in-the-Mist, or Lord Dunsany’s The King of Elfland’s Daughter. In some cases, the boundary between Elfland and more ordinary lands is not fixed. Not only the inhabitants but Faerie itself can pour into more mundane regions.”

Peace + Love + Twizzlers =
Jeff

soooooooo i finished writing and recording a new demo today and i can’t sleep right now so i thought i’d post it… it’s called SoLoCoPoP and here it is…

SoLoCoPoP

the reverb version is on myspace… the lyrics are in the lyrics section… anywho… not much to say… too much to do… trains don’t come by here as fast as they used to… seems they don’t come by much at all anymore…

Peace + Love + Cait Sith =
Jeff

i wrote and recorded a new song earlier tonight… here it is…

Creation of the Cockroach

Reverb version is up on myspace…

… i’ve been in a lucid state for quite some time now… not dreaming of a way out… but dreaming of a way to let everyone in… the 4th dimension… dementia… did i mention the sheets?… cow tow your tipper foe… still tying up loose ends… amends can never be made or measured, only smoothed over and slapped back for the next thrill ride down an avenue by the ocean somewhere in America in the 21st century… when will i get there?… who’s pie is it anyway?… create create cucharacha create, create create cucharacha… recording ‘into the wild’ tomorrow at montgomery county college… need to sleep soon and wake up at a respectable hour… when the sun is gone and leaves the land in darkness, we work by firelight… burn away… a million revolutions, forgotten resolutions… where is this going? where am i going?… there’s a hot air balloon in my chest and it’s threatening to burst… sylvia brown, the renowned psychic, predicted in her new book that we will find the cure for cancer in 2010 and that we will soon find ways to regenerate limbs and other things… i’m not crazy… or am i?… blueueueueueueueu calypsooooooooooo

Peace + Love + Shamans =
Jeff

quickquickquick!!! we need an airlift… there’s too many people on board this fucking ship… what do we do with all the people? all the lonely people… where did they all come from?… population control to phase 1… population control to phase 1… do you copy?… phase 1 do you copy?… or do you create?… pills in the water system, pills in the water system, they pissed us down the drain, they pissed us down the drain… this is a stream of consciousness, not a dream… constantly flowing… occasionally over-flowing… most dream of consciousness in their wakeless hours… the dreamers are always awake and dance a tormented dance if perchance a sleep would fall upon them… for it could be moments… or hours… or days… or weeks… or months… or years… or longer… where a spade will never be called a spade… and thus the dreamer begins to dream of one day dreaming again… when they will be called upon to be themselves in the spotlight… or was it starlight?… or headlight?… crashhhhhhhhhh!1!*&^*#&)@$&&#&$!!!! population control this is phase 1… copy, over… we’re overflowing… too much energy… we need an escape route!… phase 1, population control… we’re working on your scape goat… pipes in the ocean, missiles in the sky, preachers in the pulpits, oil on the rise… control, phase 1… infinite wisdom locked into finite resources… something’s gotta break… there’s gotta be something alive inside the shell… inside the shell… what will become of the surviors?… phase 1 there will only be one survivor… that’s up to you to decide who it will be… you or me… or we?… breathe without lungs… fly without wings… see without eyes… taste without tongue… but feel… always feel with the heart… blood pumping this lightning into a frenzy, gushing life into your soul…

Peace + Love + Thunderstorms =
Jeff

I wrote and recorded 2 new songs today… 1 is called You Win and it’s on my myspace… the other is about hunter s. thompson called Who Killed the Hunter… i’ll post the clean version here…

Who Killed the Hunter?

There’s a different version on my myspace.
Aaaaaannnnd here is the video…

It’s my mom’s birthday today and we’re going to lancaster to eat and shop… i haven’t gone to bed yet and it’s 6:30 am and we’re leaving at 8am… whooooooooo gonna be a long day…

sweet dreams to you and yours

Peace + Love + Pyramids =
Jeff