Hmmmmmm, nature has a funny way of getting things right, then wrong for no apparent reason, then rectifying everything once again. Enter Mike A., the original vocalist on "Better off Dead". Or more precisely, re-enter Mike.
We blew out of touch shortly after recording the tune some 10 years ago, going with our own unique thermals that sent us spinning through the ether. We didn't regain contact until about a month ago when I was able to track him down living closer to my neck of the woods, and between projects. He had given up singing to promote and produce various groups looking for a leg up into the world of music, foregoing his not insignificant talent on throat. Obviously Timeline has been looking for a lead vocalist for quite some time, so you send the feelers out there for "new blood", and in some cases, return to the well.
Everything has changed in our worlds, nothing is as it was, yet now might be the right time for collusion as we've made it from point A to B, and this might be the place where the plane surfaces meet at the edge. I'm hopeful that this is the case, but right now only time will tell as the tunes are in his hands and it's up to him to dream into the music and put his vision into them. I think the music will rezonate within him, and he'll once again find his voice...our voice to be more precise. But as we all know, there are no guarantees in this cosm...just random intersections and interactions that occasionally produce sparks. Here's to hoping for Ignition...
Pipeline - Fish
Waiting in my corner, waiting on the bell
I was coming off the ropes, I was going to give them hell
Now I'm waiting
Waiting on the lyric, waiting on the song
I know the muse is coming, I'm holding on
I'm waiting
Waiting on the chances, waiting on the breaks
Waiting on an opportunity that I could take
I'm still waiting
And all the time I wonder why
Just what or who the hell I am
Where I'm at, where I'm from
Where I'm going, where I belong
Tell me where I'm coming from
Because I'm waiting in the pipeline
Waiting on a message, waiting on a sign
I was waiting on my holy grail to shine
Waiting with the crossword, waiting on reviews
Waiting on something or someone to give me a clue
I'm still waiting
And all the time I wonder why
Just what or who the hell I am
Where I'm at, where I'm from
Where I'm going, where I belong
Why do you keep me waiting on
Because I'm waiting in the pipeline
If the carpet that I'm sitting on could fly
If the ring that's on my finger was a sorcerer's charm
If the cloak that I'm wearing could hide me away
I could wait for forever and a day
If the lady that I'm waiting on isn't mine
Then the castles that I'm building are on shifting sands
If the dream that I'm chasing isn't true
Then the light at the end of the tunnel is just a wrecker's fire
Waiting on the silence, waiting on the sound,
Waiting in the backstage
Waiting on the crowd, waiting
Waiting on the critic, waiting on the gong
Waiting on the DJ to play my song
Play my song, I'm waiting
And all the time I wonder why
Just what or who the hell I am
Where I'm at, where I'm from
Where I'm going, where I belong
Tell me where I'm coming from
Because I'm waiting in the pipeline
Waiting in the pipeline, waiting in the pipeline waiting waiting