This song sounds best if you can drive through Hollywood Hills, or anywhere in Southern CA. Funny how I happen to live in NH, eh? Another song that came from a simple gtr line (the intro).

Eerie, mournful, beautiful, but so, so lonely. These are the words of a friend listening to it. When you make a conscious choice as to who you should be, what you were meant to be, what you have failed to be, until now... This one is meant…

Stripped down, I almost did this one as a live, one take vox and gtr "on-mike" bit. I did the song, kind of liked, but decided to do a tracked version, just to see what it would sound like. Ended up liking it more.

This is a track of serendipity (is that how you spell that?) I was hours from deadline, lots of mixing left to do, and this track was FAR from done. I love the congas in this one. In general, this is a fun one for me. For once I actually don't…

Bouncy, with ear candy. Wanted to do something different with this one, keep it from being too predictable. I think I succeeded. I also happen to really like my "squawk, squawk" gtr stabs in the verses.

I am Ironman. With this one, I purposely kept it stripped down. I could have lavished it up, but I wanted the tone to match the stark clarity of realization. Sometimes this one sounds thin to me, but stark clarity sometimes has the same: "That…

Wanted to make this one drive. It's meant to be listened to as loud as possible.

the cold collides, outside, oh woe this hopless day, the warm resides, inside, makes me want to cry the emotions, that i hide, oh woe this hopless way, confide with the sky, don't ask me why and the branches swining, and the animals play…

amused, desire to feel inside and will i mean it confused, and scared of what I'll find, and will I believe it it's just a scratch but infection has already set it we go on like the world will never end no fear of tomorrow, no fear of today…

it's like, falling, without a sense of down it's like feeling, without a hint of doubt it's like melting without a pot to hold your soul it's like failing but without ever being told I'm fading, away their story could be our story their…