like big lumps of meat.

why not?

i wrote this one in a tree.

i wrote this one on a couch.

some acoustic guitar

kind of a joke about comparing people to celestial objects. but also kind of serious.

why do you think they named a breakfast cereal after an amazing type of booze?

meditation on dating, i think. maybe.

what if you were in space? and what if that's where zombies lived?

hmm, just some good pop-ness. kind of a cliche, but i really like this one.

phew, i'm glad i don't have this commute anymore.

i am just going to sulk for a while.

a song based on philip k dick's 'the three stigmata of palmer eldritch'

just feelin nice. good times (for once).

ugh, this is catharsis (poorly played and sloppily recorded).

this is pretty much a typical drunken puke from my brain to my pen and page. no idea what's really going on here, but it's fairly entertaining, so i'm pleased.

based on philip k dick's 'a scanner darkly'

the best song i've ever written about ikea furniture

um, a song about being bored, i think.