Wednesday, February 14, 2024

Nonexistent Reality, song: Be

I tried to put this song on here tonight. It's just over a minute long but 144 MB. It's so strange and I love it.

Saturday, November 20, 2021

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                      10 years of

                                                                Nonexistent Reality



Tuesday, March 16, 2021

Saturday, August 29, 2020

 






                                         rose







Sunday, August 2, 2020

Scott: my new songs

Some of my new songs are "Last Rose of the Year" "Splash The Water" "Declare My Love" and I was singing a bit of each with "Watering Like Spring". I hope to add more lyrics and finish them soon. 

Scott

Tuesday, August 27, 2019

Scott McLean "I Turned Into An Infomercial" Country Plus gonna be a hit


Scott McLean - "I Turned Into An Infomercial"

I just now named this song and released it here today
 but it was recorded on Monday, August 27, 2018

I also considered naming it "Infomercial" but that wouldn't
be as strange.

Thursday, August 1, 2019

Scott - Vulla Vila

                                          Scott - Vulla Vila
                                          (my original song, first recording improv/spontaneous making up some lyrics
                                           Thursday, August 1, 2019 minutes ago, after 10 PM), first version, might add
                                           more lyrics and hopefully a better recording

Thursday, November 15, 2018

Saturday
Dec.9
2017

"Trip to Strange Sequins"
                    by Scott McLean
valiantly bizarre
even if
it's just in
my personal space
travel is overrated
strange is fun
for many who are
original ! challenged
no voyage to the sequins
can open their eyes
I like I
everything else could be lies
cannot be trusted
valiantly me
between not be & not be
is-is-is
but my be is ing
ing is king
i'm across 'n' thru time
don't need much personal space
or a ship to move to take a trip.
i'm going to strange .sequins.

Monday, August 27, 2018

Friday, August 24, 2018
8:43 am to 9:06 am
by Scott McLean

finger-rolled
my way
to outer space
wasn't sure that
I could get there
past the outer place
she left me
she won the race
I wasn't running
Love ain't no fun run
I'm out of air
winded, back to
the woman driving away

heart side
of the dark
ness, but don't say
bless, gosh my OH
there's nothing I'd
like to know, a-Ho
no, my still life
crosses the finish
lines intersect
rarely continue parallel
i collect memories
like the trading cards
few are well-centered
or in mint condition
without  morning coffee
i'm feeling amorphous
and emotionally
sprawling out all over
like a metropolis
i think my brain
is also a victim of
urban chaos
but that's to prove
love doesn't have
a building plan
other than
turning what was
a happening

Note:
at
9:04 am
my clock
(8:50 am
 kitchen clock)
I decided to end it
there. I couldn't think
of the right words to end it
and think this is more original
with no ending.
Note: "finger-rolled my way
           to outer space was a reference
           to playing piano a few minutes
           earlier this morning.
 

Thursday, August 16, 2018

can you knit
the bramble
can you knit
the stars
I put some-muh
my notes on omicron
oh-my-gosh
those flowers splash
fuzzy fringey puzzle
border pieces
as orangey, first be-gun
my head's looking like
an ancient sculpture
a bit too much for
random hats
not large enough
to house my modern
    adventure
these brilliant glowing
petals are purpose enough
to be-Fun i love when
they smile , feel file
don't stuff your feelings
let's like love awhile
and need want and
want needs marketing
science should shoulder
some responsibility
but it probably won't
don't count on it
to come through the
procrastination
we need flower splashes
to stay strong not tough
inner beauty can be
not to be isn't possible
bring it in instead of gun
bomb and i and "me, me, me"
proliferation
stop the killing ambition
the most divisive recreation
live a little more of the L word
LOVE the only one worth capitalizing...

Thursday, November 16, 2017












Monday, November 13, 2017
about 11:47am to 11:57am
but its about 10 to 12minutes
                                  ahead.
say they
and it's said
fleeting
fled
from heads
i'm dimming
action figure, go
gotta flow
flown
be better as a been
has no peace
punctuated
had yes war
late night mass
nervousness
destruction
weapon of, by, & for
mourning after night
me thinks this
will be left behind.