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Music In Progress

by Codi

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Alfian Emir Adytia
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Alfian Emir Adytia One of the most creative living artist I ever met! This album inspires me the idea of miniMAX (a maximum output from a minimum source). In my opinion, this is the true creativity and genius. Looking forward to hear more! Favorite track: Program Notes.
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Hello, Greetings and Salutations, etcetera What’s up? How are you? How’s it going? Let me begin and explain why I must refrain We’ve mistakenly met months ago I’ve no will to bore us by writing a chorus or tattling foretellings tarot Do re mi fa sol la si No way efforting middle-c Know there’s more fish in the sea We’re irrelevantly irreverential Questionably queer, quite indifferential No figure, no form and no fault and no foul, no fidelity Modest rhythms and rhymes, meager meters and iambs, but a memorable melody My muse and my music, you barely make do I progressed as planned to proceed impromptu Thus is the score with acrostic decor Agnostically yours Hey hey, Hi hi, Yo yo, Yada yada Good morning! Are you there? Good evening? Before raising the curtain, one thing’s for certain We’re too entangled to tango This medium opus is pure Hocus Pocus and paradoxic’lly Pierrot Ode, maybe a hint of ci So, I ‘fore we or to C? OD on “whys” oversea Ultra-evidently uninferential We’re simply sincere and self-referential No dice and no deal and no doubt and no duh, no dance of infernity Dictated dilutions reduced resolutions, and remodelled my modernity A final di-dicta: the first, forty two And alas at long last, an ambivalent adieu Thus ends our poor periphrastic detour Agnostically yours
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Rising from a rocky start and rolling out of bed A figured bass to figure in but figured out instead Pure prefixed persistent pulses botched by banal beats Static lines with stoic signs, it r’(r)’ly just repeats Program Notes notes notable notes Notably notions of tone Apropos notes, per Program Notes Denotes no need be re-known No hexachordal combinatoriality Disordered diatonic scales my seriality An autobiographic recitative manual Au naturally articulate, it’s r’(r)’ly just dull Program Notes notes notable notes Notably mono in tone Pro-prosed notes, per Program Notes Connote so seeds can be sewn Bass solo Developed desultorily, derived on bubbling babbles In decent decadent accents but on the wrong syllables Cryptic Concord resolutions I.E. from there to here It’s singly sung and duly noted, it’s r’(r)’ly r’(r)’ly clear Program Notes notes notable notes Notably notions of tone Apropos notes, per Program Notes Footnoted: Please silence your phone
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Let’s write a song about writing a song and as we’re writing, we’re writing it wrong We wrote words in places where they don’t belong Turns out we’ve been writing it right all along Let’s sing a song about singing a song and as we’re singing, we’re singing it wrong We sang words in places where they don’t belong Turns out we’ve been singing a sing-along song Let’s interpret a song about writing a song and as we interpret, we interpret it wrong We interpreted lyrics where they don't belong Turns out we’ve interpreted it right all along Let’s remember a song about writing a song and as we remember, we ‘member it wrong We placed some words where they don’t seem right Why do we remember it wrong when we write? Let’s forget the song about writing a song and as we’re forgetting, we’ve forgotten wrong We forgot the words, just not where they belong Turns out we forgot we did not all along Let’s love a song about writing a song and as we’re loving, we’re loving it wrong We loved words in places where they don’t belong Turns out we’ve been falling in love all along Let’s hate a song about writing a song and as we’re hating, we’re hating it wrong We hate words in places where they don’t belong Turns out we’ve been hating ourselves all along Let’s lose a song about writing a song and as we’re losing, we’re losing it wrong We lost all the places words did not belong Turns out we’ve been losing our minds all along Let’s find a song about writing a song and as we’re finding, we’re finding it wrong We found words in places where they don’t belong Turns out we’ve been finding out right all along Let’s hum a song! hmm... Let’s end a song about writing a song and as we’re ending, we’ve ended it wrong We ended in places words did not belong Turns out we’ve ended up right all along Let’s rewrite a song about writing a song and as we’re rewriting, rewriting it wrong Rewrote words in places where they don’t belong Turns out we’ve re-write-ed it right all along
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Should’ve done my share And I could’ve been more neat Would’ve washed my hair Didn’t lather-rinse-repeat Thought I’d eaten breakfast Forgot to buy more bread I ought to write a shopping list I wrote this song instead Should’ve watched the clock And I could’ve caught the train Would’ve walked the walk Didn’t stay in my own lane Thought I’m running late I forgot to plan ahead I ought to write the time and date I wrote this song instead Should’ve packed and gone to Con I could’ve called my Ma Would’ve prattled on-’n’-on I didn’t, blah blah blah Thought “we” were above quotes Forgot to paint it red I ought to write you love notes But I wrote this song instead Should’ve started laundry And I could’ve dried it too Would’ve ceased this quand’ry But I didn’t sort things through Thought I added soap suds Forgot the common thread I ought to write in formal duds I wrote this song instead Should’ve paid more notice And I could’ve semi-striven Would’ve posed in lotus But it didn’t make me driven Thought I comprehended Forgot what I just read Ought to write what I intended But I wrote this song instead Should have lots to get at I could’ve cared quite less Would’ve idled chit-chat But I didn’t dare digress Thought this thought’s external Forgot it’s in my head Ought to write that in my journal But I wrote this song instead Should’ve set the header And I could’ve checked the rest Would’ve done it better But I didn’t try my best Thought it was satiric Forgot about the dread I ought to right that lyric But I wrote this song instead Should’ve stopped by now And I could’ve long before Would’ve wondered how But I didn’t anymore Thought I mouthed a monologue Forgot what I just said I ought to write an epilogue I wrote this verse instead
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These are my words that never existed whether in prose or in verse What I wanted to say really consisted of thoughts and beliefs that’re far much worse These are my thoughts that never existed whether in pen or in mind What I thought, I think, really consisted of feelings, sensations far more unkind These are my feelings that never existed whether alone or with you What I felt, I feel, really consisted of doings and actions far more taboo These are my doings that never existed whether prepared or ad-lib. What I wanted to do really consisted of beliefs and thoughts that’re much more glib These are my beliefs that never existed whether in pen or in mind What I believed, I believe, really consisted of sensations and feelings far more unkind These are my sensations that never existed whether alone or with you What I sensed, I sense, really consisted of actions and doings far more taboo These are my actions that never existed whether with you or alone How I wanted to act really consisted of parts of myself much more unknown This is myself that never existed whether now or before What I was being, really consisted of nothing and not much more
6.
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Unlike You 03:28
I don’t like suits and ties, but I detest when you scrutinize I don’t like wearing pants, but I despise the endless surveillance I don’t like horseradish sauce, but I can’t bear another loss I don’t like Canada geese, but I hate that our love was only a lease I unlike you Try, unlike you Bye. Unlike you Cry, unlike you I unlike you Try, unlike you Bye. Unlike you Cry, unlike you I don’t like playing cards, but I abhor your disregards I don’t like milk in tea, but I can’t stand when you lie to me I don’t like being wrong, but I’m averse to another breakup song I don’t like to misconstrue, but I object to the thought of you I unlike you Try, unlike you Bye. Unlike you Cry, unlike you I unlike you Try, unlike you Bye. Unlike you Cry, unlike you I don’t like to water ski, but I’ve had enough of your inadequacy I don’t like taking the stairs, but I’m so sick of our toxic affairs I don’t like popular art, but I can’t stomach one more broken heart I don’t like living on the second floor, but I don’t care about you anymore I unlike you Try, unlike you Bye. Unlike you Cry, unlike you I unlike you Try, unlike you Bye. Unlike you Cry, unlike you Why unlike you? *sigh*, I liked you…
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Not that I’m uninspired or virtuosically inept or find the need to mind and heed a typical precept Not that I’m apathetic or aesthetically naive but I’ve my major reasons why I picked this very key It’s resonant and practical It’s pleasant and it’s free My mother always said to write Another song in G Facilitating fingerings for tonic, doms, and subs Transcendently pure, incidentally fewer flounders, flops, and flubs Generating general pitch centrality but I’m partial to marshal through this sol tonality It’s PC and reliable It’s ABCDE-Z! Don’t bother to sharpen or to harp on ‘nother song in G This part will be a solo for probably kazoo I dunno how it'll go or what I'm gonna do Beyond a simple tune with sympathetic overtones It’s something free’ng, accompan’ng fundamental open drones Beyond how I was shaped and regardless how I bowed All the while I’ll beguile fiddling a lá mode It’s humankind and whimsical Defined by frequency Big Brother knows when I compose Another song in G Though limited by voicings and harmonic progression Mistaken gates awaken sakes of temperamental regression Though limited by volume and oral tessitura Enlight’ning rings from untight’ning strings I’ve found my scordatura It’s redundant and repetitive Abundant and carefree Others say to stay away from ‘nother song in G Words I adore we’ll sing once more Another song in G A verse so nice we’ll sing it twice Another song in G A verse so nice we’ll sing it thrice Another song in G Comes with a price, four will suffice Another song in G
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A voice of reason and of spirit I still don’t want to ever hear it My feminine baritone A piece of chocolatey cake My feminine baritone An unfathomable lake A longwinded passive-aggressive chime An alliterate allegorical rhyme A subjective subwoofer’s sublime A dainty croon with tongue in cheek Go figure! So to speak My feminine baritone So soft and cottony My feminine baritone Of gentle monotony A voice for me, a voice for y’all Won’t shatter glass, but’t’ll break a fifth wall My feminine baritone For you femme mystics My feminine baritone Fancies cunning linguistics An ambient agnostic allegretto Laced along a lackadaisical libretto Forced forfeiting my faux falsetto It’s practical, whimsical, and free Complement’ry to ‘nother song in G My feminine baritone Keeps singin' the blues My feminine baritone Drops subtle clues My feminine baritone A curious case My feminine baritone Is really a bass My feminine baritone Is solo high class My feminine baritone Has come to pass
10.
Behind the scenes or shown on screens, in tails or in a smock Divinely dressed but a devilish pest to whomever you cleverly mock Eh, What’s up doc? Your loony routines and mischievous means in true colors so fluid and runny However askew, I’m still drawn into hue My stinka’, My honey, My dearest Bugs Bunny Down rabbit holes or on tender strolls 'twixt non-binarities Your Creator conjoints my contrapoints to your merry melodies No more hairloss remedies! No “grab-it” goals or gender roles or bigoted boffola Yet you drag me along; what could go wrong? By kink o’ Crayola I’ll be your Lola My stinka’, My honey, My dearest Bugs Bunny Your comic strips shoot hops and skips throughout my fainted-heart With classical allusions and Rabbit-Duck illusions Eluding the eyes from the start You’re a timeless work of art! From episodic hair snips to periodic hare clips Always pictured pretty, punny From: Barbaric Imbicility, To: Barber of Civility, My stinka’, My honey, My dearest Bugs Bunny My stinka’, My honey, My dearest Bugs Bunny
11.
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12.
Some are in it for the money Sometimes for stage or the show But I’m slowly getting ready To get settled or to go One, Two! Some are in it for the gold Sometimes for a second place But I’m scouting for a team With no ranking in our race Some are in it for the ships? Sometimes by scholars or for war But I’m missing the relation Between on and far from shore Some are in it for donations Sometimes just for brand on art But I’m all about the organs Your eyes, ears, hand ’n’ heart A romantic sponsor What would that even be? An Avant-Guardian Angel A Patron Saint of Me A romantic sponsor Definitely maybe A total catch-22 Re: I’m Baby Some are in it for the wealth Sometimes for treasures and/or riches But I’m down a couple cents Because pleasures before pitches Five, One! Some are in it for the pizza Sometimes just for sauce or dough But I’m for cheesy sentiments And pairings, quid pro quo Some are in it for the sugar Sometimes just a cup to mooch But I’m on and off to bum a pinch But always up to smooch Some are in it for higher power Sometimes for just in-kind means But I’m for a higher purpose At least a motive for my scenes My romantic sponsor Who could they even be? My Avant-Guardian Angel The Patron Saint of Me My romantic sponsor Definitely maybe A total catch-22 Re: I’m Baby Our romantic sponsor Who could they even be? Our Avant-Guardian Angel The Patron Saint of We Our romantic sponsor Definitely maybe Sum total: Catch-22 Re: Are Baby
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Lying in pastures while straddling the fence Your grass may be greener, but I get the sense In a black and white world, I am often misread My matters are grayer, the fact is instead I’m prettier in blue Symbly 292 I’m prettier in blue Daba dee daba doo I’m prettier in blue Skip to my loo I’m prettier in blue I want to be pretty like you No ruby slippers on this yellow brick roadie Nor emerald cities constructed for Codi Going over the rainbow, somewhere and someday Picking apples and oranges along the way I’m prettier in blue Au fait deja vu I’m prettier in blue It’s tried and it’s true I’m prettier in blue Hip-Hip to Woo-Hoo I’m prettier in blue I need to be pretty like you You cisunderstood me amiss under hoodie I near to cohere and be clear and sincere that I’m queer I need a beer! Worn-out colored collar coded power ties Were custom tailored and fit to suit the guise My face is made-up and yet pretty revealing Highlighting all the blush that I’ve been concealing I’m prettier in blue Neither egg nor cuckoo I’m prettier in blue Demi-coy ingénue I’m prettier in blue But a basic bijou I’m prettier in blue I’m almost as pretty as you You held me at ransom when you called me handsome But you’dn’t repute to dispute and refute that I’m cute I’m a beaut! Whether it’s red and white or blonde and brown There’s never been a cloud when I paint the town Not shaken or stirred because I prefer twirled I’d rather black out in a rose colored world I’m prettier in blue With a dazzling debut I’m prettier in blue Rockin’ rave review I’m prettier in blue “She’s gooder than new” I’m prettier in blue I’m finally pretty like you :)
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released July 7, 2020

All performing, recording, mixing, and mastering as well as all lyrics and music written by Codi

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