Out of my Mind w/ John Marks Video

Written by Darin Collins & Phil Hogsten in Cape Town, South Africa in 2006. This version recorded & co-produced by Darin Collins & John W. Marks in Kitchener, Canada in Nov 2011.

Vocals, Bass & Beats - Darin Collins
Guitar - John Marks

'Imagine' by John Lennon / Yoko Ono Lyrically Revisited in New World English..

I've got a theory on the go that stems from an understanding that all things including words & thought carry a vibrational signature that ripples out into the universe thus manifesting & calling into creation that which is being described. So, upon thinking that the most lyrically powerful song in the world was 'Imagine' by John Lennon / Yoko Ono - I suddenly realized that it was full of as much negatively charged ideas as positive. I thus endeavored to remove all the negative & replace with positive in a creatively responsible way:


Imagine there is no heaven
It's easy if you try
Just Earth below us
Up above us only sky
Imagine all the people, living for today..

Imagine there is only one country
It is rather easy to do
Something to be alive for
It could be so cool
Imagine all the people, living life in peace..

You may say I'm a dreamer
but I'm not the only one.
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one..

Imagine pure intentions
I wonder if you can
Go feed your neighbor
A siblinghood of man
Imagine all the people, sharing all the world..

You might've thought I was once a dreamer
Well I wasn't the only one
I knew someday we would join hands
And the world now lives as one.

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Right Now..

I am peace. I am a slow-motion light explosion. I am us, I am you, you're us, before & after, and we am your bliss, so rare & sought-after. An organic computer operating on all levels from thought to the dance-floor & can find our way back again because we are the super-intelligence of the Universe and are free to be the surging power of the combined light of all the stars there are, here by car or there by Mars, I walk this Earth with the attitude of gratitude for this infinite abundance of astounded marvel because things grow in my footsteps & there's lightning in my fingertips and it just makes me wanna shake my hips, raise my arms in the air & wave them like this: |)(

New Music Video for "Dripping"

Here it is folks, the new music video for "Dripping".. 
Shot & edited in Kitchener & Arva Ontario.

Written by Darin Collins & Phil Hogsten
Featuring John Marks on lead guitar & Vann Le on violin
Song & music video produced by GARVIES
Special thanks to Raven Cox for her invaluable help in this production, I'd also like to thank that kick-ass electric storm that swept Ontario on August 25, 2011 :)

I hope you love it!
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Today

Goodbye identity, hello timeless wild sizzling life-force. I see through the illusion of separation (divided & conquered we are weak) & choose to re-connect with reality (one massive family of light-beings). As I move from square to square observing the sleep-walkers, I find power in a burning desire to have our dignity restored. I'll live for that, I'll dance for that, I'll fucking scream for that!

Remember who we are; we are all remembering now.. We are waking up together, pools of consciousness are gathering..

Being the change, today is the day.

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Coming Up For Air

I feel something coming on,
like a hot wind from Avalon.
She greets me with a smile
and we walk the green mile.
Destined to be true, said she was testing me blue..
Destined to be in love with you.

Like the underwater wish-wash, tumbled up and down,
I look around in and out, for my up or down.
Sailed across the seas, just to smash my teeth
on a jagged reef oh no, not again please..

It's so damn dark down here, I've had enough.
Time's running out, I'm coming up..

I'm coming up for air, do you hear me up there?
I'm coming up for air, I said do you hear me up there?

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A little video experiment..

Good Mourning Ancient History..

It's a normal day in paradise, the smell of riots in the air. The angry people are swallowing their bitter pills with their mourning tea. How many sugars would you like with that tea? Keep swallowing, set me free. Finally. Out of gas in the city, out of time in the present; out of tea in Hell.
I'm a victim too, suffering a similar fate. Clogged up with consumerism, this lump in my throat: Couldn't compete, it seems like defeat but I don't care, I want out of here.. I want out of this pig-pen.
My spirit had weakened & I felt done like the dishes. Fed to the fishes.. Too far down the rabbit hole to find passage home. The anti-sweetener rally is in full effect. Nothing special, just wind & snow. It is cold out there, working to buy the things that end up owning you.  I don't want your big house, your fancy car. I don't need your massive flat-screen, your $tress. No more tea, no more luxuries..
I want the sunrise, the fish fire by the lake. Lying on my back staring at the stars. Trees & love. I want that message to be heard, loud & clear like forest silence on mushrooms.
I want you to stop wanting to pay for happiness. It's free.
Riding snow, waiting for waves, carving up the tar. Taking it too far.. Grinding the curb, finding the words.. Picking up the bass, slapping it in your face.. These are a few of my favorite things..

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Laying down the Foundations..

I finally found some time to scrape the Ancient King Studio together a little.. A friend contributed some recording gear & it's looking like my art & design / film & sound recording & editing lounge is coming to life.. Here's a multimedia snapshot, with some of the new mixes of Emergency..

Surfing in South Africa Slideshow..

A Done Deal..

At the edge of time stands a pale white mime who slowly performs his lonely rhyme, to the icy blue velvet chimes inside his mind; he wiped up the grime & opened up a gold mine, found himself at the end of the line; followed the signs & now he's fine, sipping his wine; the deal signed.

Ancient Dancefloor..

I've been a million times around the sun,
I never ever thought I'd find the one.
You showed me things I thought I'd never done;
you played me songs I thought I'd never sung.

I never ever thought I'd have so much fun,
I never thought I'd see it come undone.
I never ever thought that I'd be the one;
I never thought I'd start a revolution.

I tried to hide myself in society,
if I reveal myself they'll think I'm a freak.
I try conceal myself in sobriety;
if I let myself out I'll never rest in peace.

How many times have we been here before,
I sit & wonder, how many times more?
I think its time we did this once & for all;
lets come together on this Ancient Dancefloor..

We've been a billion times around the sun,
we never ever thought we'd live as one.
We showed you things you thought that couldn't be done;
to bring the world back together as one.

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