I still can't quit the fucking things.

Based on the pretty screwed up short story by Elizabeth Hand. * upped the audio 5-18-12 DISCLAIMER: the riff heard in the verses and outro is originally by my buddy Chris Schugg. LYRICS: First time I met her I looked her straight…

Still smokin . . .

Still have not called. LYRICS: Mother May I take a few steps forward Mother May I leave this place behind Mother I don't want to go to heaven Mother Maybe I don't want to die Unfortunate son of a bitch who gets to barter for…

I can't really help myself. *updated audio 5-17-12

I've got a whole new batch of tunes I've been working on, as well as some desperately needed redos. This one is wordless. Ohm . . .

This very monumental thing happened in my life, and I had to write a song about it. This one is for Mike, Desmond, Claudia and the rest of my siblings I've yet to meet. * updated audio 1-10-12 LYRICS: The craziest thing just happened…

All work and no play . . .

From now on, asterisk = final version . . . Anyways, the moment was long overdue for a redo. ;)