""Do the parallel"" genre: Experimental/Post Rock
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	Guitars, feedback, drums and bass and vocals, layered. Has a quisi jazz feel to it. All played and sang by myself.
	CD: Daddy don't surf   Label: Leviathon Credits: Written , produced and performed by Darryl Monroe
	Story Behind the Song Some people believe in past lives, I , for one, believe in parallel and concurrent lives and worlds. I believe there may be subtle differences in these other exisitances. Like California spelled "Kalifornia" and so forth. I also believe one can feel and be influenced by these other realities. One could be a saint in this world and a mass murderer in another. The notion of parallel lives is nothing new. This has been well covered in Science Fiction and so forth. Actually being able to feel these lives - Not sure if that has been covered or not.... Lyrics One might call it regression but that wouldn’t be quite right. It’s not a past life that I am experiencing tonight. The torque I sense is parallel, pulling on me tight. Unseen doors fly open with an illuminating bite. In infinite spiral the answers that I seek. Funneling on down to this dimensional leak. A fountain of EMF exceeding it’s peak. For what I feel and witness: leaves me weak to speak. What may ring true here might not mean a thing -Truth is only relevant to plane where it resides... Fractures spoking off and just now taking wing ,an infinity of blur as they separate and collide. Sometimes I get the feeling that I have lived it all before. Something just out of grasp yet impossible to ignore. Perhaps the word “lived” is in the wrong tense. Sucking air, somewhere else, seems to make more sense. Could it be really true ? Is there a tell tale clue? Somewhere on different planes are there other me{s} and a you{s}? Do I need special clearance? Can I actively peruse? Can I dial in these frequencies and remotely view? Stand by....Some fresh data is just now coming in.... Were not talking one, but infinite...and then some.... Reporting as follows..... I can just now feel me crash and burn, impaled on a post where I made a wrong turn. On another plane, as we speak, you are Napoleon and Gandhi, wrapped up in one. On another earth, with more than one sun.. Seems out here there is a suspension of time- past , present, future, hypothetical, seem to fuse and fall into rhyme. I can see on a premium channel from a place called Atlantis , in beautiful 4D , a documentary about a lost , mythical , continent called America, on some pirated feed. On another plane you and I are married and have 3 kids. In some other Calcutta our lives are on the skids . Some place else we walk with Hannibal, Custer, Caesar and Nero. In still another realm Richard Speck was a Hero. In a world upside down I was Norman Bates, Standing with the Nazis at Kobe’s Gates. I died in auto accident in ‘63 In a country called Kailifornia is independent and free Looking deeper I see our orb in a blessed state Still another, seems I murdered Sharon Tate A new model Babylon on another plane. A maniacal monster named Gomorra Hussein When we got to the moon we just kept going. To the outer planets and beyond , humanity flowing.

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