I hated my friend's ex-girlfriend. Screw you, Keitha Lynn Barney.

We all wank or we're liars.

Told my crazy family sayonara.

I used to think I might be schizo.

My mother is not a nice lady. I haven't spoken to her since the day I turned 18.

He takes his first steps upon the stage.

This song is the intro part of my epic: the sixteen numbered tracks are all part of one song and flow into one another without any pause.

I've got a whole new batch of tunes I've been working on, as well as some desperately needed redos. This one is wordless. Ohm . . .

I've just finished the music on 17 songs and I still have to go through and do the vocals, a daunting undertaking. Before I add vocals, to whet the appetite . . . This one will eventually have lyrics about dead country stars and such.

This gets pretty heavy after the intro. I trimmed out a verse/chorus for now . . .