An older (very old indeed) song that tells the story about that old Reaper that likes to come around.

"I am hypnotized by the TV weekdays at 5:30. They wash my mind on Eastern Standard Time. You know my mind runs on commercial puns. Oh, I can't think for myself anymore..." Yeah, I can't help watching TV alot. Well I can, but I choose not to. This…

From 1997. A space rock jam with Phil and Billy. I added some synth later.

you left my guitar tuned differently. This turned into a nice way for me to say goodbye to this collection. Always reminds me of early morning quiet after parties at school.

ambient creepiness. I had a lot of fun making this one and was pretty surprised and pleased with the results.

you saw some thing you shouldn't have

that will be all

oh, mister purple, always afraid you'll do something awful. please, mr. purple. Be you. old lonely bachelor wandering in your silly garden crunchy little white stones pass the time. tough to relate to harm now got to make your dime…

sun-soaked evenings, just the two of us, drinking wine on the lawn, no cares, a happy fading memory

step behind late for school don't have my homework done falling down