Short tidbit written for my boss boss.

For my friend and coworker, because he certainly deserves it. This song is friends with [song for themcgruff](http://alonetone.com/sudara/tracks/song-for-themcgruff)

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…