Flying above the buildings and trees feeling free.

A frightening thing, to go from being a man to becoming a Lobster-man. Now Gather around me hearties For I've got a sad tale to be told Hoist the colors ye bilge rats The call rang out, we were off for gold Grog in our bellies, horn-pipes…

Flying above the buildings and trees feeling free.

This started as a simple piano piece from Osckilo, I took that as a beginning point and added the rest (synth, guitar, drums from Boss microBR), turning it into a prog-rock instrumental.

Acoustic guitar and electric guitar tell the story of a good old-fashioned snow storm.

I just bought a mandolin and while I was playing around with it to try to learn it this song kinda developed. A dark Alt.Country tale of love lost.

If you see Lobster man or Lobster Boy one night on the beach, run for your life!

A frightening thing, to go from being a man to becoming a Lobster-man. Now Gather around me hearties For I've got a sad tale to be told Hoist the colors ye bilge rats The call rang out, we were off for gold Grog in our bellies, horn-pipes…

Written and Recorded September 16-17, 2010 Details: Epiphone Les Paul (EBEGAD, Capo II), Seymour Duncan Pickups, POD XT, Boss RC-20 Looper, Audacity.

If you see Lobster man or Lobster Boy one night on the beach, run for your life!