Here we go. This one started out one morning several weeks ago when the sun was still shining... If it's as wet and dark as it is here, just close your eyes, I'm sure you can imagine it if you try hard enough... Lollies, chips, and beer…

Here we go. This one started out one morning several weeks ago when the sun was still shining... If it's as wet and dark as it is here, just close your eyes, I'm sure you can imagine it if you try hard enough... Lollies, chips, and beer…

I know, not really a raga. Darrin Kobetich on mandolin.

Heavy, seat of the pants guitar jam

Continuing FDR's adventures in space..........

One for the Musical i think a gin soaked Tramp semiconscious laying collapse on his back…………………… He wants to fly (Lyrics) The nights memories Fade when he lies Looking up to a polka dotted sky Falling backwards into a gin Soaked to the skin…

Remixed dub version ... I like this better!!

BLEEDING ON THE GROUND ALL THE FEELINGS SOUND ALL THE NOISE IS DOWN EVERY WOUNDED JUNKIES CLOWN SWIMMING IN A MOUND OF PILLS AND POWDER ALL THE PAIN IS LOUDER ALL THE TIME IS MORE BLEEDING ON THE GROUND ALL THE FEELINGS SOUND LIKE…

ambient