Even February has a sunny day.

This song has been hobbling around half-written in my psyche for eons, and it took the RPM Challenge to finally finish it! Like many of my generation, my first peek into the world of women (and what they looked like under their clothes) was National…

shame I make the same mistakes each time adding up, piling on this list of my crimes the biggest to the smallest weigh the same to me buried beneath of mountain with no hope of getting free holding on to my broken dreams shame I have no…

"In a reformatted world with deleted people, there are still enough dead links that some individuals might indirectly be aware of the existence of those deleted. To everybody else, they'd seem either spiritual and/or mentally imbalanced…

"You let her go, didn't you?" ---- From RPM 2009 Album entitled "Like A Dark Mirror Keeping Its Secrets". Sample credits to be posted when I upload the complete album. ------ How's the volume? I didn't quite get it close to 0DB, and wasn't…

The cosmic equivalent of standing on a ledge and jumping off, except, like Mr. Hawking established, black holes sometimes regurgitate their meals - the original matter is usually corrupted in the process. --- From the RPM 2009 album: "Like A…

Hurtling towards oblivion thanks to a giant catapult owned by a foul-mouthed voodoo child, he sends a final lewd finger gesture back to the world he sought escape from. Unbeknownst to him, Voodoo Boy may have a vested interest in using him…

The final version of this track: When escaping events that are falling apart, be leery of strangers offering gifts - particularly when they look like something out of Children Of The Corn and they offer to lob you into orbit with a giant catapult…

A well of thoughts continues, but who is it dreaming in the white room? Midnight has drifted away, and we're headed towards the dawn of the next day.