.Written shortly after the Egyptian uprising that over threw the Mobaric regime.

Maybe I missed a career scoring for no budget spaghetti westerns, because this is what this reminds me of. Done live a couple weeks ago with the Taylor and a floor full of toys and loopers.

No explanation needed, the lyrics are clear. This is an album of conviction.

A song of love, loss, and unrelenting hatred for those pin-striped S.O.B.'s. WARNING: You might hear an occasional F-bomb.

This song seemed to fit so nicely with this year's RPM feel that I decided to re-record it during February.

The title track for this year's RPM album. One mic. Live take. Please forgive the missed notes. LETTERS Writing while I drive with voices in my mind Passed along by friends I’ve never met Trying to stay alive in one place in time…

One of the first songs I ever wrote... When we bought our first house, we had a nice big back yard on a 1/3 acre lot... With the train tracks just on the other side of the back fence.

After writing this song about our newly adopted dog, I asked Kavin if he like to play some slide guitar, knowing that he would come up with something terrific... I just had no idea how terrific. Bandit rides in the back of my truck A big…

The internet provides a great forum to be heard, sometimes it gets a little to loud for me.