Sunday, November 17, 2013

"Emotion" by Scott McLean

"Emotion" by Scott McLean

Cry for someone else
it's almost like a prayer
the biggest winner
knows emotion
is vehicle to action

it's a she-hicle
it's a he-hicle
don't be cold
as an icicle
the weather
brings heartache
from destruction
you shouldn't stand still
at a negative conjunction
we've all seen what damage
but's can do
i'll hand out this "and"
followed by
put in some emotion
this effort really matters
give someone a hand
up and up and up
help me hand out
this and emotion
be in touch with the inner you
the inner us is standing still
at the wrong conjunction
And, And, And    up, up, up
Move together with emotion

Friday, November 15, 2013

"Enhances" by Scott McLean

by Scott McLean

Your Eyes, Girl
Are the eyes for me
I look inside you
and I can see

The world has mountains
oceans, forests, and trees
stretch our arms too wide
for practical, our fingers touch

The physical population
of this whole planet, here's
a here's they could
but here's a but
they couldn't be touching
beyond the physical, not
not even if they were philosophical
or could figure out our purpose

but wait a minute, world
but here's no but
because we don't need to fret
that's because we can really see
look inside of someone
make sure you look for eyes
that can truly see
the world has mountains
oceans, forests, and trees
stretch our arms never-too-wide
we're not too practical to stop our fingers from touching
don't leave out people
put people in everything too
that enhances.

Note: "Enhances" (love song lyrics) is a poem/lyrics written by Scott McLean on Saturday, November 9, 2013. I will add more description later.

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

"Lived Through the Were" by Scott McLean

"Lived Through the Were"
by Scott McLean

Past tense together
is better than today's weather

My head high
morning can't make clouds go by

Make a go of it until noon
loosen the beat, be an original tune

looking, searching high & low
in the metro for a gnome

this idea no longer novel
collects like raindrops, Earth

continues between the covers
literate eyes walk across dusty pages

think deep metaphorical tractor treads
through a history of how America was

Americans were, you, me, and everybody
existed in the background of word pictures

millions of us comprised each letter
so we faded and details of our America

by today, tomorrow, and years of people
who read American History, have not known

what existed was real, a were of togetherness
we lived through the were together
through the were, together we lived
as American, not dream but real, we were.

Note: Above is the original way it appears which I wrote (hand printed) on paper, and I think that's the word "as" before American in the last line, but I'm not sure because I crossed it out on the paper a few times and I can't tell for sure. It could be "us" but I think it's "as". This note of course wasn't part of the original Lyrics/poem by me. It was written on Monday, October 14, 2013 and it says 6:45 am to 7:15 am but the clock could be off. Regardless, it's early morning of that day.

Note to Fans...Words from Me

Don't worry, I haven't stopped.


I had a funny video saying Hello. So it's like a proto-Hello!
and if I can figure out how to post it I will, or maybe not.
It's not proto all hellos, just my strange way of saying hello.
It could influence lots and lots of future hellos. It's kind of
umm almost a space-alien style Hello! Use your imagination.

This isn't just for people who like one sci-fi series, or movie,
or another, but hmmm let's ponder this question: What kind of
space alien would you be if you could be any space alien at all?

I haven't stopped, I didn't give up, and I'm not taking a break. I create something every day and so should you. Don't give up on your dreams, and try to have fun doing it.


Friday, October 18, 2013

First words from "Lived Through the Were" by Scott McLean

"Lived Through the Were" by Scott McLean
written on Monday, October 14, 2013

Past tense together
is better than today's weather

(I have a whole page
I'll publish it later

Okay, I realize this part rhymes
but hmm...inside the parentheses
will disappear like an alligator)

The part in parentheses was new when
I put this here.

It's only the first two lines and title
before "I have" that was unedited
but pretty much everything is pristine
as modern progress or whatever
is the possessive of it's perpendicular

perhaps from a future five minutes only
in front of right now
anthology of poetry
named misspell I
while in summer love

I edited this part (after "later")
and I'm not sorry

Monday, September 2, 2013

Scott McLean "It's all your fault" original

Scott McLean: vocals, guitar, songwriter

I released this song 2 years ago on Friday, September 2, 2011 on my blog Fast Food Yummy because I didn't have a music website or music blog of my own at that time. I'm very happy with this song, and it's a webcam recording/video.

I tried to post it here now but it wouldn't load on here for some reason. You can listen on Fast Food Yummy if you would like to hear it. Thank you.

Also on Fast Food Yummy, here is what I wrote about this song on Saturday, September 3, 2011:
I can't really explain how I decided to write the song, released here last time. It's not about any specific relationship and there's not much more I can think of at the moment to describe the song.

Sunday, May 12, 2013

"Turn Off Time" poem/song was from November 12, 2012. There's no music yet. It's possible I'll leave it as a poem or lyrics unless we get a 'serious' end-times prophecy right away and then I'll get to it. However, I'd rather just sing it and see what I can come up with. 

Scott McLean "Turn Off Time"

Turn Off Time
By Scott McLean

They’ve been waiting for the end
Could it be they’ll just have to pretend
Thinking like they’re on dope
Like thinking like they’re on dope were a religion

Like thinking way too damned much
Like liking panic stricken silhouettes
The walls of their minds
Are about to go up blocking the vision thing

This is only the beginning of the end of the world
But lately as some of us know it, the end of love
Has begun to lurch in the not-too-distant background
Will we ever be on the mend, especially if it’s really not the end?

Will they ever let us go back to being? Being who we are?
Or are they bent on turning off time?
Or do they only want to turn off rational minds?
If it were up to me, I’d never use my ears to take in all their fears

Their fantasy of fears is what a lot of people are living for
And they’ll be disappointed if the world doesn’t reach the end
If nothing can end it all and time marches on
They’ll take a few minutes to stretch and yawn

Then get back to figuring out when something or someone will turn off time
And if all else fails, and the planet doesn’t go away, they’ll just go back do doing
Doing what they do best, which is withdraw from reality, and pretend
And that really turns me off

Thursday, April 18, 2013