Lyrics: Skip ahead to her in pants, watch her dance in the living room in front of all the other dinner guests. She thumbs her nose at simulacra, but someone must play Cleopatra in the PTA's yearly drama fest. Her husband broke his body…

way things are hear?

heavy old fav

August 24 hour challenge.. Irving Finkelstein wanted to rap, but the 1 BPM tempo was just too much for him.

Part 3 of the Format Sea suite. Probably the closest thing to honest-to-goodness electronica here.

It's not much of a life trapped inside a cocoon of your own making. Finale from "Dead In The Water" album. A longer track, but it's worth the time to fully digest.

A quick transitional piece - sort of a hybrid of ambient drone and louder rock.

Trapped, Suffocating Inside A Snowglobe. Written in 2007 after a particularly brutal winter. (Spring was taking its precious time manifesting.) It kind of expanded from there, taking on a new meaning, as the lyrics perculated.