Majidian

Psyched Up

Mon, 12 Dec 2011 17:26:00 -0800

Psyched up for what might be the end of a tie that should have
Been cut and taken just for what it was a ravishing test
Not much to hope for in the further run integrity’s last
Long laugh spits me in the face I gasp

What it’s done for you is a mystery
What I’ve done to myself could not be schemed
By the worst of men in their most evil hour
Should have never turned another time and asked you how to get back home

Deep nights tuning into darker debt the promise of praise
Alright heard before and rhymes alike the stench of those days
What’s left to air and to reveal before the moloch will scoff
This light is that you have turned it off

What it’s done for you is a mystery
What I’ve done to myself could not be schemed
By the worst of men in their most evil hour
Should have never turned another time and asked you how to get back home

What this has done for you is a mystery
What I’ve done to myself could not be schemed
By the worst of men in their most evil hour
Should have never turned another time and asked you how to get back home

Bennie Lost The Tail

Mon, 12 Dec 2011 01:31:00 -0800

Bennie Lost The Tail

Mon, 12 Dec 2011 01:11:00 -0800

Bennie lost the tail that had followed him down
Oh ever since the grail in some attic got found
He said “I gave up on where I will be comin’ from long ago
Cuz the nights on this windowsill they make me feel at home”

But then he
Stuck that baggage back in his chest
Feelin’ he might bore us at best
‘Ware that we were stuck in a time
Either way ahead or behind
Of our prime

When he tossed the mail ‘bout them prospects overboard
Some body came to yell “shame on you, says the lord”
He would sigh “you clearly made your choice between freedom, wealth and youth
But be mild in preaching to these boys for we all pick pairs in truth”

But then he
Stuck that baggage back in his chest
Feelin’ he might bore us at best
‘Ware that we were stuck in a time
Either way ahead or behind
Of our prime

“Is there any way to know if its this day or eighty-nine?”
She queried once the show and it’s leather lay behind
“Let me try to put it this way babe, there are those who idolize
What they find to be their golden age until a new one dies”

But then he
Stuck that baggage back in his chest
Feelin’ he might bore us at best
‘Ware that we were stuck in a time
Either way ahead or behind
Of our prime

“Many join the side of publicizing reprimand
‘Why isn’t our ride as profound and significant?’
While providing substance of their own is hardly now a hand they lend
No the tribe to me is yet unknown that’s why I do comb this land”

But then he
Stuck that baggage back in his chest
Feelin’ he might bore us at best
‘Ware that we were stuck in a time
Either way ahead or behind
Of our prime

Music Season

Mon, 03 Oct 2011 05:57:03 -0700

Starting November, the band, a.k.a. Bjoern will spend a couple of months in the Los Angeles region, scoping out studios, stores, neighborhoods and essentially feeling the vibe of setting up a settlement there.

What’s A-Goin’ Under Your Bridge

Wed, 06 Apr 2011 06:56:40 -0700

What’s A-Goin’ Under Your Bridge

Fri, 18 Mar 2011 07:08:00 -0700

What’s A-Goin’ Under Your Bridge

Sun, 13 Feb 2011 00:00:07 -0800

What’s a-goin’ under your skin soldier that you play
Can’t you see your allies all feel betrayed
Takin’ heed of other judgement might well be your friend
“In that case you must face death“ said the man

And I wondered off in doubt and disbelief
To where on the daybed Jules could offer seat
For me to recuperate from all his shots
And catch him claim quite lame that I forgot to laugh

What’s a-goin’ into your blood parlance that you lack
Keep your tongue from that pun you’re bout to crack
Could a sort o’ jester like you ever grant defeat
“I just tease be appeased” came his deceit

Alas don’t you dare to ever heckle me
Would I carve along with Karl into his tree
To see further friends and comrades by his gate
To halt detect respect and loathe the fate of schnapps

What’s a-goin’ over your head in times like a-these
Are you hurt being hushed or might you bleed
Beaten by the gavel each time he bids on the art
“Whence it springs one not sings” would she impart

And still I must hope she’s cheerful in her skin
Because in the midst to Elle he bragged more sin
The kind where all patient thoughtfulness must end
Again she’d stay delay abide depend and age

What’s a-goin’ under your bridge pickup cover screw
All back on and discern I’m like a-you
Staring at a little window backlit by the itch
“Of obsess you goddess” termed I the bitch

Oh yes and by the way the rest of what you told
Ornate has decayed like Andy and is old
We all should commit to one thing at one time
But man your plan began to make like rhymes on black

Facebook

Sat, 12 Feb 2011 03:45:48 -0800

Great news, our Facebook page now has a direct username. It’s “majidian”, obviously. Thank you John!

http://www.facebook.com/majidian

20110206, Hamburg, Germany

Mon, 07 Feb 2011 07:03:00 -0800

Set List

Biased And Illusioned By Your Guise
I Heard About The News

20110131, Bielefeld, Germany

Tue, 01 Feb 2011 11:41:00 -0800

Set List

Biased And Illusioned By Your Guise
Wanna Be Saved
I Heard About The News
Avantgarde
What’s A-Goin’ Under Your Bridge
First Born
Until Now

Unannounced Concert

Tue, 01 Feb 2011 11:00:00 -0800

Majidian performed an unplugged concert at a birthday party in Bielefeld on Sunday. Sorry for not giving an advance shout about it, but it was a private party anyway. Once these things get more frequent a link called “Tour” will be added. For now that’d be nothing but a presumption.

Until Now

Sat, 29 Jan 2011 11:45:54 -0800

When you woke I sat here thinking
What a Bob Dylan in my shoes would do
But it came to no conclusion
Cause I figured he wouldn’t have fallen in love with you
Your inability to text me
Leaves me holding on to my phone
Quietly studying messages
Feeling happy and alone

And they all didn’t have a clue until now
And they all thought it was me and not you until now

I had gone there too I do
I had gone there too with you
I had gone there too I do
I had gone there too I envy you

I cannot go I wanna make a wonder happen tonight I’ve got you way inside my head
I cannot go I’ve gotta feeling though you’ll be alright if you will just remember

It’s only six or so
More weeks I know
But it feels
Like years

What you said before the silence
“The time apart is not an issue here”
Far beyond all watching eyes then
Our souls reach out and breathe
From a vast and smiling peace I
Find you bathed in morning light
I must be full on dreaming
When you have morning I have night

And they all didn’t have a clue until now
And they all thought it was me and not you until now

I had gone there too I do
I had gone there too with you
I had gone there too I do
I had gone there too I envy you

I cannot go I wanna make a wonder happen tonight I’ve got you way inside my head
I cannot go I’ve gotta feeling though you’ll be alright if you will just remember

It’s only once or so
In your life you know
And if it’s true
Follow thru

Cuz they all didn’t have a clue until now
And they all thought it was me and not you until now

Pear

Sat, 29 Jan 2011 11:35:00 -0800

I had plans to give you one call and let you know how I could
Fall with you if you did express the same which I’m sure would be the
Game we’d play for a few years or decades depending on how we
Do as mates and such with a ring or even without either way

I’m not about to pick up the phone and
Say the words you’ve probably known and
Be the first to kind of admit that
I’m prepared to kind of commit to a

Pear I’ve known for as long as I know you for as strong but
For as few as we stood in line or face to face sharing thought sharing a
Pace one speed I might be in need to declare that you’re not full on
Aware of my breed but I decide to not wreck this ship by the name of friend with

A trip to go and pick up the phone and
Say the words you’ve probably known and
Be the first to kind of admit that
I’m prepared to kind of commit to a

Pear I swear I’ll save us from that kind of shit

I’m not about to pick up the phone and
Say the words you’ve probably known and
Be the first to kind of admit that
I’m prepared to kind of commit to a

Pear I swear

I adore apples and those but in the end nothing comes close
To your style the way that you dress to your smile and your address
To your taste in music and wine I hope I’m not wasting your time
Cross my heart hope to die poke a needle in my eye

Wanna Be Saved

Fri, 28 Jan 2011 20:15:00 -0800

Wanna Be Saved

Fri, 28 Jan 2011 20:14:00 -0800

Wanna Be Saved

Fri, 28 Jan 2011 20:09:00 -0800

I wanna be saved
Wanna behave to be

I wanna be saved
Wanna be shaved and bleed

I wanna be saved
Wanna be graved elite

I wanna be saved
From the estate I’m in

But my heart is a mindful place
And I’ve been that route before

Wanna Be Saved

Fri, 28 Jan 2011 20:08:00 -0800

This recording was born from 12 AM to 4 AM yesterday night with my good old friend, roommate and drummer Jan Reiss. The song itself dates back to 2004, maybe this is the definitive version.

I guess considering the recent circumstances in Egypt it’s only fair to dedicate this to the hope that democracy may be saved - or better installed - over there, and that a country can be kept from committing suicide. Not the fowl democracy that we are “bringing” to allover the place, the real one. From within. So cut your rotten ties. Retribution is yours.

During the recording session for “I Heard About The...

Mon, 24 Jan 2011 09:21:35 -0800

During the recording session for “I Heard About The News”

I Heard About The News

Tue, 18 Jan 2011 06:44:04 -0800

I Heard About The News

Sun, 16 Jan 2011 08:34:00 -0800

I Heard About The News