Grew up in Kamloops.
Went to TRU, U of Lethbridge and UBC.
Traveled playing music and studying Languages/Cultures/Art Psychology
Created "Bondaygee" ESL System for Korea (https://system.bondaygee.com/)
Currently Living Creatively in Kelowna, BC
Recent passion: Creating Songs for Mental Health and Working at Bondaygee Holistic Healing Arts Centre.
I’m at a payphone trying to call home All of my change, I spent on you Where have the times gone? Baby, it’s all wrong Where are the plans we made for two?
Yeah, I, I know it’s hard to remember The people we used to be… It’s even harder to picture That you’re not here next to me
You say it’s too late to make it But is it too late to try? And in our time that you wasted All of our bridges burned down
I’ve wasted my nights You turned out the lights Now I’m paralyzed Still stuck in that time when we called it love But even the sun sets in paradise…
I’m at a payphone trying to call home All of my change, I spent on you Where have the times gone? Baby, it’s all wrong Where are the plans we made for two?
If happy ever after did exist I would still be holding you like this All those fairy tales are full of it One more stupid love song, I’ll be sick Ohhh
You turned your back on tomorrow ‘Cause you forgot yesterday I gave you my love to borrow But you just gave it away
You can’t expect me to be fine I don’t expect you to care I know I said it before But all of our bridges burned down
I’ve wasted my nights You turned out the lights Now I’m paralyzed Still stuck in that time when we called it love But even the sun sets in paradise…
I’m at a payphone trying to call home All of my change, I spent on you Where have the times gone Baby, it’s all wrong Where are the plans we made for two?
If happy ever after did exist I would still be holding you like this All those fairy tales are full of it One more stupid love song, I’ll be sick Now I’m at a payphone…
Man, what that is I’ll be out spending all this money While you’re sitting ’round wondering Why it wasn’t you who came up from nothing
Made it from the bottom Now when you see me I’m stuntin’ And all cars start with the push of a button Telling me the chances I blew up or whatever you call it Switch the number to my phone so you never could call it
Don’t need my name on my show, you can tell it I’m ballin’ Swish, what a shame, could have got picked Had a really good game but you missed your last shot So you talk about who you see at the top Or what you could have saw
But sad to say it’s over for Phantom pulled up, valet open doors Wiz like go away, got what you was looking for Now it’s me who they want So you can go and take that little piece of it with you
I’m at a payphone trying to call home More of my change, I spent on you Where have the times gone Baby, it’s all wrong Where are the plans we made for two? (WHOO-HOO!)
If happy ever after did exist I would still be holding you like this All those fairy tales are full of it One more stupid love song, I’ll be sick Now I’m at a payphone…
Here she is Lorde, one of the best new artists in our modern age. She’s a true original. So try to get “a feel” for what she is singing about it and listen to your soul. Don’t judge based upon appearances.
“Tennis Court” – Lorde
Don’t you think that it’s boring how people talk Making smart with their words again, well I’m bored Because I’m doing this for the thrill of it, killin’ it Never not chasing a million things I want And I am only as young as the minute is full of it Getting pumped up on the little bright things I bought But I know they’ll never own me (Yeah)
Baby be the class clown I’ll be the beauty queen in tears It’s a new art form showing people how little we care (yeah) We’re so happy, even when we’re smilin’ out of fear Let’s go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah (yeah)
Pretty soon I’ll be getting on my first plane I’ll see the veins of my city like they do in space But my head’s filling up fast with the wicked games, up in flames How can I fuck with the fun again, when I’m known And my boys trip me up with their heads again, loving them Everything’s cool when we’re all in line for the throne But I know it’s not forever (Yeah)
Baby be the class clown I’ll be the beauty queen in tears It’s a new art form showing people how little we care (yeah) We’re so happy, even when we’re smilin’ out of fear Let’s go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah (yeah)
It looked alright in the pictures (yeah)
Getting caught’s half of the trip though, isn’t it? I fall apart with all my heart (yeah) And you could watch from your window (yeah) [Laughs] And you can watch from your window
Baby be the class clown I’ll be the beauty queen in tears It’s a new art form showing people how little we care (yeah) We’re so happy, even when we’re smilin’ out of fear Let’s go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah (yeah)
And talk it up like yeah (yeah) And talk it up like yeah (yeah) Let’s go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah (yeah) And talk it up like yeah (yeah) And talk it up like yeah (yeah) Let’s go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah (Yeah)
Indio – Hard Sun (Note I made this video back in 2006) When I walk beside her I am the better man When I look to leave her I always stagger back again Once I built an ivory tower So I could worship from above And when I climbed down To be set free, she took me in again There’s a big A big hard sun Beaten on the big people In the big hard world When she comes to greet me She is mercy at my feet When I see her pin her charm She just throws it back again Once I sought an early grave To find a better land She just smiled and laughed at me And took her blues back again There’s a big A big hard sun Beaten on the big people In the big hard world There’s a big A big hard sun Beaten on the big people In the big hard world When I go to cross that river She is comfort by my side When I try to understand She just opens up her eyes There’s a big A big hard sun Beaten on the big people In the big hard world Once I stood to lose her When I saw what I had done Bound down and flew away the hours Of her garden and her sun So I tried to warn her I’ll turn to see her weep 40 days and 40 nights And it’s still coming down on me There’s a big A big hard sun Beaten on the big people In the big hard world There’s a big A big hard sun Beaten on the big people In the big hard world There’s a big A big hard sun Beaten on the big people In the big hard world There’s a big A big hard sun Beaten on the big people In the big hard world Songwriters: PETERSON, GORDON
Seal’s “Crazy” was definitely one of my favorite songs of the last 20 years. People need to realize that music is like pure spirituality and it just totally enriches your soul. I can’t imagine many teaching methods better than that. Here’s the lyrics. I just love music.
“Crazy”
In a church by the face He talks about the people going under Only child know A man decides after seventy years That what he goes there for Is to unlock the door While those around him criticize and sleep And through a fracture on that breaking wall I see you my friend and touch your face again Miracles will happen as we trip But we’re never gonna survive unless We get a little crazy No we’re never gonna survive unless We are a little Cray cray crazy Crazy are the people walking through my head One of them got a gun to shoot the other one And yet together they were friends at school Get it, get it, get it, yeah! If all were there when we first took the pill Then maybe then maybe then maybe then maybe Miracles will happen as we speak But we’re never gonna survive unless We get a little crazy No we’re never gonna survive unless We are a little Crazy No no we’ll never survive unless we get a little bit A man decides to go along after seventy years Oh darling In a sky full of people only some want to fly Isn’t that crazy In a world full of people only some want to fly Isn’t that crazy Crazy In a heaven of people there’s only some want to fly Ain’t that crazy Oh babe Oh darlin’ In a world full of people there’s only some want to fly Isn’t that crazy Isn’t that crazy Isn’t that crazy Isn’t that crazy Oh But we’re never gonna survive unless we get a little crazy crazy No we’re never gonna to survive unless we are a little crazy But we’re never gonna survive unless we get a little crazy crazy No we’re never gonna to survive unless we are a little crazy No no never survive unless we get a little bit And then you see things The size of which you’ve never known before They’ll break it Someday Only child know Them things The size Of which you’ve never known before Someday
When she was just a girl She expected the world But it flew away from her reach So she ran away in her sleep Dreamed of para- para- paradise Para- para- paradise Para- para- paradise Every time she closed her eyes Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh
When she was just a girl She expected the world But it flew away from her reach And the bullets catch in her teeth
Life goes on It gets so heavy The wheel breaks the butterfly Every tear, a waterfall In the night, the stormy night She closed her eyes In the night, the stormy night Away she’d fly.
And dreamed of para- para- paradise Para- para- paradise Para- para- paradise Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh
She dreamed of para- para- paradise Para- para- paradise Para- para- paradise Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh.
La la la La La la la
So lying underneath those stormy skies. She said oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh. I know the sun must set to rise.
This could be para- para- paradise Para- para- paradise This could be para- para- paradise Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh.
This could be para- para- paradise Para- para- paradise Could be para- para- paradise Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh.
This could be para- para- paradise Para- para- paradise Could be para- para- paradise Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh.
Here’s an upgraded version of Steve Butler’s heart-warming hit song and classic, “Old Mr. Jones”, which he wrote while we were back in Korea and playing in the bands, “Faded” and “Kunyang”.
Here’s another sweet video we did for Kamloops recording artist Brad Hampton back in 2010. Here once again I teamed up with Curtis Good for an excellent script, which really speaks for itself. This is a very powerful song which we felt ought to be in film! So we did it! I’m surprised Brad hasn’t already shot to stardom with this amazing song. Here’s the lyrics and the story behind the song in Brad’s own words: Continue reading “The World Stops – Brad Hampton”
Great song and video I made for a good friend, Evan Wilds of Kamloops, BC. Made back in 2007 in just standard definition. Just a simple one take green screen shot with different backgrounds composited in. Continue reading “Time is Irrelevant ?”
