Gerald Prokop

I’ve been handing CDs of half-finished tracks to my friends the past couple of weeks. This one was on a lot of them, but without the lyrics: place your bets on what we discovered running through this life I’m bending backwards, and it takes forever I can’t forget this time. what’s beginning, and what’s now […]

This was up on Myspace a while back.  Here it is again.  I worked on it heavily for Lost in the Background, but scrapped it because it was too noisy for that record.  Then I re-recorded it with a drum machine for Twenty-Eight.  Here is the original, previously unreleased version. Lyrics are inspired by my […]

No real reference to the early 90s musical style.  More like hanging your head and feeling sorry for yourself.  It was a really quick write from the Twenty-Eight period–I think I only worked on it for a day.  I like the lo-fi sound of it.  And the depressing tone. The base recording was done on […]

I put together a project (Detritus Vol. 1) last year in order to release some old tracks I have lying around.  Mostly demo versions of songs I released in some other form or just songs I stopped working on.  I was putting them up on Myspace one at a time for people to download for […]

A new song inspired by days long passed: These tired days of silent dreams twitching awake I found myself peering into what I made it makes me nervous, it makes me fall down in my sleep and I’m not sure about this, but what the hell, it’s good for me. I lost myself in a […]

Another quick write.  It’s a few weeks old and I just got a good mix of it.  I’m really enjoying the writing process lately, especially since all my stuff is always hooked up. I’m getting better tracks by not thinking that I have to finish the production. I’m not going to try to explain the […]

A little stream-of-consciousness song. I’ll just enjoy time in the void washed up in sound uneasy ground solemnly swear we aren’t here grab what you know ease undertow won’t you come down on easy ground trust my expanse stranded by chance I was alone they tried, I don’t know… to hide us away hide us […]

you had me right in between the morning light and a dream that broke like a wave through the blinds back where I belong and the half-mess around the room, scattered like the hours we stumble on to get around you wave your hand through the air playing with your hair in a mirror space […]