here's a song about food.
the extravagantly long and noisy intro doesn't really fit the subject matter, or the tone of the last minute, but hey, it's my song. i'll do what i want. :)
in my dreams, my friends come to visit me in new york. they bring me money but i refuse it on principle. also, there is some sort of fact-checking problem. i have no idea.
this song was written as part as a collaboration with robinmarie on the 50/90 site. i don't have time to explain what that is -- there is someone watching me and they are in space. where there is no oxygen or even anything else. it's really creepy…
i think a lot about the responsibility we have to our descendants, but then i usually stop when i think about how annoying most people are... this song is both a cynical and a positive take on the human species.
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ha, this is great. I think the intro makes it, gives it a kind of lopsided epic-ness... or something.
Crumbs, you put that across. Excellent!
Ha ha, love it!
nice...reminds me of eels...
I'm digging the guitar.
Nice one mate reminds me of Lou Reed
nice! ;p
very velvety!!!
like the melody on this one, and the buzziness. twists me nut
Sedate that White Pony. Nice work fella.
I like the slurs. They add something to the title and emphasize human mortality.
I like it!
whoa sweet guitar sounds!! diggin it!
these songs are all cool, I hope you put more up soon.
this is wonderful.
HOORAY! Glad to see you here!
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