they're down there and they're making a tunnel under my bedroom floor... all night i hear the scrape of tiny picks and shovels and i cant take much more. i don't who they are but i know what they want, and i aint nobody's fool... i got some gas…

When anger knows no bounds. When betrayal begets rage. When sleep brings no rest. When fighting is just the beginning.

I hereby name this the "bridge to nowhere" mix since it was the musical content of the bridge that I spent the most time on. If you've heard the song before, I've provided a shortcut video that plays the bridge from last night's version vs. tonight…

well its nearly there. I like to put stuff that I am working on up so that I can listen to it in passing for a day or so, it gives me the chance to hear it with new ears. And maybe get a little feedback/ suggestions. I need to finish the vocal…

well its nearly there. I like to put stuff that I am working on up so that I can listen to it in passing for a day or so, it gives me the chance to hear it with new ears. And maybe get a little feedback/ suggestions. I need to finish the vocal…

Captain Beefheart inspired obliviously

reaalllyyyyyy full of bee fart

this song based on lyrics by kompoz.com member dirtywordholiday

someones coming for ya slipping over the tiles they're looking right up at ya with their stalky little eyes little stomach footed thing making a beeline for ya winding a silvery trail by the light of the moon kiss the snail you know…

shock and awe.... uhhh uhhhh coool! uhhh uhh