Professions fall into one's lap like a leaf in the fall.

Sometimes you just look at your capo and think... hey, I aint used you for a while - its rough and sloppy but hey... just like me!

Cave Street posted a track recently, their contribution to the Woody Guthrie Project, organised by Akron Family. http://akronfamily.com/woodyproject/W.G.A..html I wanted to take a shot at this too, so here's my demo. It was really just half…

At the 23rd hour we consider whether we've made the right decisions. Written and recorded less the 48 hours before the end of the RPM challenge deadline. I wonder why. Is this our 23rd hour Sixty minutes to go Are we counting the seconds…

A silly song questioning the value of using songs to get a message across. Just say 'sorry' - don't write me an opera about it. Incidentally the note choices in this song really did hurt me. New lies Written like you cared for me A…

Self-consciously pet-soundsy guitar solo, a teen angsty lyric and an cappella ending and. Who say's I listen to too much Beach-Boys? Why don't we walk away while we still have the chance Why do we dance with blood upon our hands Messy…

Standing, waiting, shivering, waiting, hoping, waiting, crying - all the while being cruelly mocked by the passage of time, and my analogue watch. It was not a very nice night. Peter Fedofsky plays the piano on this song. If you could…

A nasty little story wrapped in a very short country song. When I took your tiny hand it struck me cold And I though cool hands warm hands warm heart is what I've been But I know that wasn't When It came to one like you So I signed that…

Written for the "My First Sing-A-Long Dictionary" RPM 2010 project. See myfirstdictionary.blogspot.com/ Daddy's away Posted abroad Sending home pay All he can afford Mummy pretends But I notice that something has changed The letters…