Poured myself a small cup of acoustic guitar, half finger picking, half ebow. Nothing fancy, nothing magical, nothing fantastical, just something to relax through.

Also known as Cooking With Condiments! A snack. Nothing much of substance in the cupboards or fridge, but doesn't mean you should go without eating.

My last song for RPM10!

I might have put a few harmonies on this one...

I might have put a few harmonies on this one...

Well, song 10 finally. A bit on the heavy side, some odd FX, strange vox, an Ibanez, The ever present harmonica, and some help from Illegal Alien Autopsy. This was the first song I tracked for RPM. But, since my pen has run out of ink this month…

A heartbroken man wonders where his lover has gone in this epic synth explosion. Lyrics: I got a letter In the mail From my lover Well I don't know where she went And I must find her, find her I have found her She was fine But my…

2010

Here is the "more complete" track I promised with backing vocals. A song about loving the real me...who do i see when i look in the mirror? Do I love what I see?....i really want to. your wooden fingers have felt before and now they…