“It’s the burgeoning of emotion, the optimism of the heart exploding into shards of light, a flutter of ethereal wings when her name is mentioned.” 

There is always the start of the journey, the breathless momentum which leads to the story.

What a boon and a miracle to be able to access that sensation. The memory of this perfect anticipation emblazoned in the heart.  

Song Written, Performed, Produced,and Mastered by Julian Shah-Tayler 

Drums by Mark Damian

Violins by Ashley Ross

Mixed by Nathan van Hala

“Julian Is A Genius” Alan McGee (Creation Records)

Sufferation: It’s over, we’re undone We’re broken and floating on through nowhere

This air that we drift in Is just hallucination in this life mare

We’re lucid in our daydreams, Suffocate in moonbeams Our separation

We’re dissipated through our Desecrated through our separation

It’s cruel fait accompli That we never could be always foreverywhere

Your heart chooses me But your head won’t believe in this love affair

We’re lucid in our daydreams, Suffocate in moonbeams Our separation

We’re dissipated through our Dislocated through our sufferation

We’re making a stale amongst all these mates Quintessence of faith a sterile of state

I’m losing my mirth this golden-fired roof In intimate form

A paragon in dust made of music And maybe delights of your smile.

Song written, performed, produced and arranged by Julian Shah-Tayler at Bird of Paradigm Studio, South Pasadena, California

Drums by Christopher J Olivas

Mixed by Darwin Meiners From the album "Honne/Tatemae" released 7th March 2025

“All the yearning and all the memories can never make good what reality hath wrought to the dreams of the helpless romantic fool” I wrote this song in the deadening disintegration of the dream and the dawning of prosaic realities not to be faced with poetry. There is a slippery sickening feeling when art and beauty cannot rekindle trust and it’s all fallen apart too far to fix. All the King’s horses and All The King’s men could never put this back together again. Julian (16th Jan 2025)

I can’t believe you are so weak, You fairground clown

Bewilder me in mediocrity You started war, I’ll burn it all down

Malicious Intent You got, I got.

You coward, user, my enemy, Untalented Mister Ripley

My shadow’s always been your guide So I’ll come round and knock out all your lights

Turn it off, make it stop. Make it stop. Make it stop

The "Truth that Hurts" is you’re wasted space You "Crash" and burn, "Three Second" RATE

You use what’s mine to plant your seed This “winning spin” is the FAIL you need

Malicious Intent You got, now I got it too, you got, now I’ve got it for you.

Turn it off, make it stop. Make it stop. Make it stop Make it stop Make It Stop

There is never a good time to realize that one’s good intentions are being taken advantage of, one’s trust is being betrayed, one’s loyalty is rejected, and one’s help is ridiculed.

I had a friend, an Untalented Mister Ripley who followed my every move and rode my coat tails in careers, work, music for over 20 years.

He slept with too many of my Exes. I am told this is NOT normal or acceptable.

He used my contacts and friends in the industries AND in real life.

He shadowed me, contacting me only when he needed my help.

This pattern, I realized too late (through conversations with his “friends” and exes) persisted throughout his relationships and he treats ALL as a means to HIS ends.

It was only when he chose to move in close to my daughter I realized what a disgusting piece of filth this man was and that his intent towards me had always been malicious:

Throughout my successes and joys he had been gritting his teeth, musing on his own failures and biding his wasted time to plunge his mediocre Brutus strike straight into the only thing which would reach me.

Phoebe, my daughter is my light and life and this mediocre man cannot be trusted around her.

This song is about dealing with the emotions surrounding his mediocrity and releasing the anger I feel without taking it into a physical space..

The Fair ground Clown who used to pretend he was my “brother” has Scott the War he wanted.

The best revenge is success

“Happy” Birthday, Snake.

QUOTES from our mutual “friends”:

1 “He’s always been a bit of a self centered sleaze, trying his hardest to steal several of my girlfriends in the past as if he just does it to annoy me…. and only ever contacted me when he wanted something from me. I feel for you”

2 “I agree it is a massive unconscionable betrayal. I said to him wtf are you thinking and would say it again to his face”

3 “He’s definitely been deceitful to you in a way that I can’t comprehend why he would do… an extreme betrayal”

4 “sounds like you’re getting the shitend of the stick… I believe we’re all aware that he’s always been an opportunist and likes to take more than give, so I’m not really interested in engaging with men like that”

5. “That’s just bad behaviour. I’m so sorry Julian. That’s shit in a stick. A distinct lack of moral material of the fibrous kind”

Song Written, Performed, Produced,and Mastered by Julian Shah-Tayler Mixed by Darwin Meiners Remixers chosen with EXTREME prejudice

DANNY SABER REMIX: Malicious/Delicious

FLIPX Remix: Snake Oil Salesman Mix