Ross Spencer

Cut you down

Wanting to clear away the debris of the arguments that keep us apart, I chose the axe and took it to the root of the problem.

Iceland to Las Vegas

Colaboring with Bainsey, a local blundering magician. Old words from the dessert.

Wish a woman

Need a phone

A Psalm.

Beautiful man

World slips away

I found a spot beside the path on the mountain of Jazz, not very far up, but the view was pleasant, so I stayed a while and and grabbed some words from the beauty and life passing at the time.

Background Radiation

Unsated by an evening of TV and beer, I saw the snow on the screen and remember that it was back ground radiation from the moment of creation pouring through the universe, I use it as a metaphor for the unsatisfying... (more)

Tapping water

First song written on an electric. Was, and Is and Is to come.

Peace in this town

Funk for freeing souls. I finally put my finger on what's wrong with people. I had 'Hippie!' shouted at me from a passing car last week and this was the spontaneous out pouring.

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