The words came first, the music followed. It's about weed.

Smother me in linen dressings. LYRICS: Stitch me a new religion Suture me with indecision Grafting faith in place of reason Hell can't wait Smother me in linen dressings Pronounce me cured with Jesus's blessing Heal this soul for…

I was sitting with a friend of mine. I said, "I can make a song in three minutes" and I had these chords so this was the result. Later on, I rerecorded it as a song, and yet again as the version posted now.

My roommate was a rasta. I'd hear reggae playing in the background almost daily and after a while the subject matter and the grooves really grew on me. This one's for Alejandro. LYRICS: I hope the sun is shining wherever you may be I hope…

Sometimes I hate everyone. LYRICS: Do I remember? I forget Self-delusional sensitive mess Cannot exist without a complaint Cannot resist without a restraint Is it amnesia or ambivalence Cowardice or self-defense I know enough to…

This one's either about dieting or religion.

5/4 time, prophecy and jazz a la Disenfortunado.

I could have redone this song, but I kind of liked the grungy feel of this recording.

I used to be a door-to-door salesman traveling the midwest.

When I was a kid, I was walking home from school with my foster brothers. Some guy in a black Camaro pulled up on the side of the road and said . . .