Gerald Prokop

I’ve been going through new recordings and polishing up what I have so I can work on them.  I just finished up the lyrics to this one–probably my newest song and the only one so far not written on guitar.  It only has a piano and dance-type drum machine beat right now.  I started writing […]

Identity and time.  I wrote this a long time ago, and then ditched it.  I like it again. this is in my head I can feel it in my sleep it’s all that I am and all I ever need on the day that I was born millions did the same 10,000 days have passed […]

the empty space behind my face you wandered through guess it wasn’t for you fill my head with darkness instead forfeit my chances as a part of this romantic comedy scripted out bullshit scene pursuit of happiness it’s not meant for me

I sent out some photocopy art as a new mail art project, but I was limited by the number of stickers I had: When I worked at the Target HQ, they had these stickers in the bike storage room that said “I Biked,” to promote biking to work. I took a small strip of them, […]

I’m sending my raccoon to Japan to get in on a brain cell.

The clear animal stickers are now part of a mail art project, being sent two at a time (one affixed to a clear CD like you get when you buy CDRs, the other ready to be stuck anywhere), raccoons and rabbits, in reused and collaged Netflix envelopes to mail art participants:

The Detritus downloads continue. Here’s an old track about winter and being bitter about others’ social lives and your own lack of one. I wrote it in 2006 for the “Lost in the Background” CD (the album title came out of the lyrics.) I didn’t include it in the end, partially because I couldn’t get […]

tired human barely dragging through life in a complex she’s sleeping herself into liquid skin she’s living in a text in the back of her mind life inside the head abstract hours pass darkness spins inside her eyes what’s it all about? I might never find out a mystery lost in time