its dirty its dodgy its how it happened "like walking through a dusty, hostile saloon." -brando

the scrunching crunch is from a messed up audio pixelating skype conversation with my brother.

a little ukulele ditty.

Instrumental. Wrote and recorded this in about two hours a few years ago, still remains one of my favorites.

Two years later, here come some vocals. Multitrack goodness.

Sometimes, when a woman gives birth, two holes become one. Consider this song a PSA.

Another Fruity Loops beat