I'm sure I've ripped off the opening lick from somewhere, but I can't figure out where!

In 5/4-time, in case you're wondering what's wrong with it.

I keep writing songs about communism, for some reason. I thought it was slightly amusing to discover that Mashino actually IS an industrial town. Sounds like "Machine". Get it? Get it??

A song about striking out.

Tried to capture the spirit of the e.e. Cummings poem, didn't quite make it.

Ok RPM10, I'm done!

Well, this is just silly.

An ebow strained thru octave pedal and pitch shifter.

Dedicated to the great Jack Rose, who left last December.