Learning to See

by Pete Gioconda

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New album “Learning to See” contains songs fused from new wave, pop and folk/rock influences, mingling poetic lyrics with a punk attitude and playful unpretentiousness. Youthful songs of mischief, desire, loss and sadness, plus transcendent perceptions.

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released April 18, 2011

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Pete Gioconda Brighton, UK

PETE GIOCONDA is a unique, edgy singer, a protest poet with penchant for historical reference. This mix of punk attitude and psychedelic-folk feel teases the audience to take sides ... like a Johnny Rotten (who hasn’t slept in four days) meets Times they are a-changin’-era Dylan and strolls into Cat Power’s bedroom for consolation. ... more

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Track Name: Heaven's Wild Flower
‘The dream is over,’ Lennon said
These treasures of darkness in a shaman’s web
And for Jimi and Mister Mojo
We say our prayers for the dead.

Jesus wore a crown of thorns
We had flowers in our hair
Freedom like fig leaves
Hides the truth we could not bear

Fair damsel in distress
Imprisoned in an ivory tower
On an altar to an unknown god
She seeks heaven’s wild flower!

In the shadowlands between heaven and hell
Find a way to the sea through the well
Steps in a large room, the clown dwells alone
In him all hearts are one, all desires are known

Fair damsel in distress
Imprisoned in an ivory tower
On an altar to an unknown god
She seeks heaven’s wild flower!

In a loveletter to Aslan through the wardrobe we hurtle
To seek a deeper magic enter Sara’s circle
On a rainbow ritual, like the eagle we soar
To dare the dark, to fight in the Lamb’s war

Fair damsel in distress
Imprisoned in an ivory tower
On an altar to an unknown god
She seeks heaven’s wild flower!

Angels clash in this heart of mine
They seek the lost love child divine
For to win the love of the fair maiden
The prince descended into hell
So from Babylon, Albion shall awake
And all shall be well
And all shall be well
And all shall be well
And all shall be well!
Track Name: Darkened Images
She wears her love just like a mask
as brittle as candy
She hides her face from all who ask
how she holds her art ~
In a high up zenith
dark summer ending

The burning of love’s desires smears my eyes
with impalpable kisses
Darkened images fill my mind
with smoke of another time ~
Chimerical it seems to me
impossible dreams to wade in

She spreads her candyfloss hands
on a sacrificial stake
She sticks her eyes hard and fast
faking out countless pasts ~
And won’t bat her false eyelashes
at hell fires of burning desires

Oh yeah . . .

Oh . . .

Though I may regret having worn my
sacrificial mask like love
She states her art clear and bold
and well designed to hold ~
Onto darkened images of burning desires
in a dark summer ending
Track Name: We Are Real
I’m a bit of a joke
I can’t tell what is
Am I daft to ask
‘Where’s my gas mask?’

Big Brother grins
All we do is dance
Hate becomes love
In the media trance

Concept of ecstasy
What’s attractive to you
Is humdrum to me
Surfing with the depressed enemy

Where is the suffering of the machine?
What is the value of a human being?
What is the number of a human machine?
Are we too ‘clever’ now for what things mean?
Spare us your cold silicon hunger
We have been suffering longer
Yet we’re still young enough to feel
We really are real

We should be blessed in eternal patience
Learn to express our experience
— Don’t get ideas above your station!

The modern day bubble
Just slips down our throat
Still we get to vote
And like it!

Savage sticking Nature
Driven up on knives
Leave her to bleed
Crossed with roads

Painfully considered lives
Untold in dreams
Erase useless tears
With programs of happiness

Where is the suffering of the machine?
What is the value of a human being?
What is the number of a human machine?
Are we too ‘clever’ now for what things mean?
Spare us your cold silicon hunger
We have been suffering longer
Yet we’re still young enough to feel
We really are real

+ ‘bathed in advertising beams . . .
no, um, merchandising schemes . . . analysing machines . . .
the mincing machine, the mincing machine . . .’

+ What is the code of a human being?
Track Name: Little Monkey
Climbing inside the outside world
Dropping flowers as I go
Deeply breathing awakening air
Nearly knocks me out

When I meet you, I cannot see you
Clear in shape and full in view
There’s no clue what you’re up to
There’s something I can learn from you

What of me and what of you
What must we keep and what must we lose?
Drop a depth charge in your eyes
Before you slink away . . .

Little monkey is a dark beauty’s juggler
Her devilish charm strikes the balance
Little monkey is the love of my life
A child sublime and grown with presence

Teach me all your chaos theories
You always show your mischief face
Like a looking glass camouflaged
You are not afraid

Tearing down your railway line
The one they couldn’t privatise
While the businessman shakes his rattle
You’re one step ahead

See it through and come alive
Pull up the fences to let it spread
It’s easy to think that you’re no one at all
Be you instead . . .

Little monkey is her own dark beauty
She runs with harm lost in the balance
Little monkey lets me out of my cage
Escorts me down to her own wonderlands

Running round on circus horses
Shouting out silly problem names
An acrobat comes swinging through
It’s hard to fly or not to fly

The air might float me away from you
Virgin unexplored
What a risk is life, or not at all?
What a risk is life, or not at all . . .

Little monkey is a dark beauty’s juggler
While the world hangs in the balance
Little monkey is her own dark beauty
She shrugs it off with nonchalance

+ “Little monkey . . .” (repeat to fade)
Track Name: Lazybones
In the long march of humanity . . .

Time runs out for runabout lazybones
while he complains, the earth just groans
getting ready to shake him off
The day is here and he can’t feel it
He can’t feel anything at all

For while he’s waiting, he don’t know it
a drunken stranger got inside him
getting hold of his whirling wheel
& steers him on a reckless course
steers him on a reckless course

In your eyes I can see it
the sunlight dims and the clouds start raining
& in your past you did forecast it
times were hard and your nose went past it
But the day is here, I hear you groaning
now it’s you that’s gotta show it

Will this pathetic idle creature
pull up his socks and shake death off?
or wait inside with teeth kicked out
While he picks his bleeding nose
while he picks his kicked in nose?

The day is here, he can’t afford it
in his entrails the rot’s set in
you better keep your wits about you
Save your dreams for someone else
save your dreams for some place else

In your eyes I can see it
the sunlight dims and the clouds start raining
& in your past you did forecast it
times were hard and your nose went past it
But the day is here, I hear you groaning
now it’s you that’s gotta show it
Track Name: Alien Cat Lover
I gently stroke your hair
My feelings paw right through me
You stretch your feline body
You make me feel tired like you
Affected by your sulky moods
There’s nothing worse to worry

Alien cat lover turn my nights blue
As you yawn by the fireside
Alien cat lover

You lounge in a muted stronghold
I play a siege at your door
Prowling around in your eyes like before
Fairy tales riddled with cold

Running through the autumn smoke
Starting with some troubled showers
I lost my health for you
While you just put on weight
Left me beneath the moon
Where you put me to sleep too soon

Alien cat lover turn my nights blue
As you yawn by the fireside
Alien cat lover

I could keep cynically doubting
But it wouldn’t really be fair
Confusion lurks in cracks everywhere
You took a greedy helping

Alien cat lover turn my nights blue
As you yawn by the fireside
Alien cat lover

Sunk inside with cries to hide
Track Name: Eyes
You came in close from far away
You sat in the broken midnight
Breathed in the silent darkness
Unfolding lighthouse eyes
Unblinking eyes that nod
Screaming photon rods
A magnetic playing wonder
Headlong in the thunder

I can stare through the touch of your eyes
I can hear the wolf
I can see the night
I can see the night
Burn and howl
Burn and howl
I can look with eyes anew
Reality’s a harsh fusion blues

An unblinking eye that nods
Screaming photon rods
A magnetic playing wonder
Headlong in the thunder

Stare right through your eyes
Smile right through your eyes
I can slide right in your eyes
Smiles of screams of butterflies

I’ll strike out on my own
Strike out on my own
Is it me that’s looking back
Is that a smile I left behind?
What’s the price of going on?
I’ll just keep staring
Find the soul of the night
In the shine of your eyes

Stare right through your eyes
Smile right through your eyes
I can slide right in your eyes
Smiles of screams of butterflies

And when the stars come down to slumber
I will calculate your elusive number
In the misty sequence of time
I will know you’re mine

I can see the night burn and shine
Track Name: Molly G
I heard a thought, and I’ll have to laugh
I’ll have to laugh the smile of you off
It’s cold inside these aching bones
Lusting after ghosts gone past
Many a night I spent alone
After your special eyes were gone
Racing the heels of a vanishing sun
When everything was done

The ash of my desire, full of latent fire
Ankles on a fairground wheel
To possess your youthful body
Now faded and gone away
To a secret life beyond the sway
Where the hard smile of heaven burns me out
Dust in the breeze, free as disease
Do as you please, still in the trees

Molly G, you little naughty
Free in the dream of you and me
Molly G, not even you can be

You practised ballet on the hard shoulder
That summer as we hitched
Stuck your tongue out at soldiers, your hair up in wisps
Lorry drivers blew you kisses, I honoured them on your cheek
Hugged you in the heather beneath a paper moon
We would never grow old or learn solemn things
Yet the world intervened and you had to go
My heart climbed a rainbow and shattered in mid-air
Hung up on your legs, with the wind at my heels
And your melting flesh now dust like all the rest

Molly G, you little naughty
Free in the dream of you and me
Molly G, not even you can be

Does anyone ever find the child inside that cries
Whose play will never die but falls asleep somehow
Saddened to a shadow, backdrop in the underflow
The child in the hollow never growing known;
Slowly serving time in the world’s undergrowth
Although the essence holds when all is told
Skinny urchin bold . . .

Molly G, you little naughty
Free in the dream of you and me
Molly G, not even you can be

Fantastic visitation
Heart of creation
Your spirit like wine is sound
Your spirit like mine
Still blows on the phoenix flames
Of our forgotten games
Track Name: Queen of the Future
The sun resigns
The smile still shines
Words dissemble, clouds be quick
Love will flick a trick
The clock still ticks
My eyes now twitch
Turning slyly to wave goodbye

I want to see her
I want to be her
She is, she is
Queen of the future

Spasmic distortion
I’m twisted to be with you
Epic proportion calling up
My ounce of shreds
I’ve got to go to bed with you

I want to see her
I want to be her
She is, she is
Queen of the future

Together we will drink the sea
You will be a future queen
Together we’ll breathe the sky
And live off the earth we eat
Queen of the Future
We’ll burn and turn the sun
Our day will come

La mer nous servira à boire
Toi, tu seras la reine du coeur
La flamme éternelle qui tourne
Nous laissera bien vivre de nos terres
– Qu’elle vienne, la Reine du Future

Where the circuits are spun
When the world is undone
But done with confusion
Done with confusion
With your lady
Bathe in the pool of union
And dry her hair under the sun

I want to see her
I want to be her
She is, she is
Queen of the future

The sun resigns
The smile still shines
Track Name: Learning to See
In a fresh miracle of surprise
you throw off your disguise
I can see your throbbing heart through
the belting rain is melting my thinking
thoughts like starry darts:
ever stop to wonder why?

Underneath the promise you hold
while the days are growing cold
a steaming landscape wild and old
lets a freezing heart escape
then lets things know
with a glimmer of stormy instincts
hear the starry news
rebirth of the blues
or, as the story goes . . .

Can we see the things that shine
is it always ‘me’ and ‘mine’
Will our lives go on forever
or will there come a time
in the eyes of the mind
can we see?
can we really see?

Showing in mystery, culminating history
lifeline looms, creation rooms
Learning to see, learning to feel
Learning to see with eyes that shine
Learning to feel our visitation
Learning to see . . . it’s never been too soon (or too early)

Watching the show that the Indians show me
down the hazy plains of sunset
the process of distillation goes on
the cities of illusion are in chaos
waiting for restoration
at the brink of holocaust

Can we see the things that shine
is it always ‘me’ and ‘mine’
Will our lives go on forever
or will there come a time
in the eyes of the mind
can we see?
can we really see?
Track Name: Save Your Dreams
It’s been so long
sad and freezing
middle of the childhood night
gazing at stars and the opal moon
my only companion
the obscure shadow
painting patterns in the void
at the window

Was it really me
dying in the winter frost
as the sky cracked its heart
like shards of ancient glass?

Here I go: this one’s for death
and horrors of a child’s neglect
‘I’m cold . . .’ he cries
with no mother near to hear him

+ ‘Save your dreams’

It’s been so long
I must fight for life
I must get the hell out of here
I must start my heart
I’ve been dead so long
and lying like a statue . . .

+ ‘Save your dreams’ (ad lib)


Part 2

‘Oh my God . . .’

You old . . . you old . . . are you old?
It doesn’t matter what they say
It doesn’t matter what they think
You are, you are, you are your soul
And only you can save your dreams

+ ‘Save your dreams’ (ad lib)
Track Name: The Charm of Making
(Words: Gioconda/John & Music: Gioconda)

It’s gone back to nothing! ~ nothing
I’m astounded I didn’t see it coming . . .
I’m not The King!
I thought that God had blessed our thing
She led me on a false trail for miles
Thought I saw God laugh when she smiled
What was once sacred now forgotten
Gone, buried in the humdrum

Is there nobody out there waking
To whisper the charm of making?
Whisper the charm of making, the charm of making . . . (Love)

One more failure means nothing!
Stuff the false goals of humanity
I never knew how in being empty
My soul could finally shine through
Dreaming of what could never be real but true
Disturbing the Peace the shadows reveal
In the silence of our ancestors’ joyful sleep

Is there nobody out there waking
To whisper the charm of making?
Whisper the charm of making, the charm of making . . . (Love)

She is the holy grail, in the fields of courtly love
What more could any man want?
She is the beat of my heart, her eyes the mirror of my soul
She is the bread and wine of holy communion
She is the Matter of Britain

The burnt out shell of rock’n’roll
Suffering artists on the dole
Burnt out shell of rock’n’roll
Bleeding hearts cast a hex
Cheating redemption through drugs and sex
The burnt out soul of rock’n’roll
No rest for the wicked yet, babe!

To simply be, to simply be
If we could just learn to feel and see
In her golden embrace I am free
All men die – but do all men live?
She is the reason I shall learn to give
She is the light of the darkest night
Familiar days, dance like fire –
A new dream of youth from beyond the stars

Is there nobody out there waking
To whisper the charm of making?
Whisper the charm of making, the charm of making . . . (Love)

The king is dead – Long live the King!
Elvis has left the building . . .

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