Some people talk to me Ask me what I do for a living Use some rocks to grind my grain Little bit of whiskey to tickle the brain Valley fever giving me rest Smokestack choked out to my west Drink a little of the H2O Give it a little…

In dark streets they wander Suitcase with a chain Silent meetings are held Plotting a righteous domain Supply the demand for another disease Your framing the downfall for all that you know It's not safe here It's not safe here to…

Intro Track w/ Norm

Some early memories of the Houston Astrodome.

A mash/add-on for the Sound-In event this week. Took Glenn Smith's bass piece ("Enter the Ice") from last week, added Shane Cadman's chimes then played some "frozen" guitar over that.

Our history was held in objects and places. We didn't realize as children that we were standing amongst the ashes of the loves of our ancestors. Still, we knew back then that love was possible and that we'd all move mountains for it.

I am working on some Mantra style songs...I hope this inspires you to press into the Mystery. I am one face of the Divine...just like you are. Let's share our passions, our struggles, ourselves with one another. Let's grow in love...let us…

Demo version of a song I've been messing with. I know what they're missing... The only girl. I know what they're missing... The one and only in the world.