Yup, I wrote it at around 2:00 a.m. I never was very good at going to bed.

Yeah. More of an indictment of my lack of playing ability than anything else.

Stolen from "Objects in the Morror," I let this one meander from it's original arrangement.

None of us are assembled properly. Some nights are worse than others.

The title track. Always curious to hear what people think the name means.

Yeah. Recorded on a Tuesday. Real original, Landry.

There's a historical marker near the side of the road on McCrea Hill just down the road. Jane gets a passing credit as the last line of the plaque reads "Sister Jane was martyred." Neat little piece of American history you might want to delve…

The kids at their best. Jessica on flute, Rebecca on saxophone, Amelia on clarinet.

The inspiration for this year's album. I wanted to make a track that would make both Neil Degrasse Tyson and Pete Seeger happy... ...I hope you ruminate on the size of the universe - and just what that means - while hearing the girls play.

So Jessica recorded this in one take. It won't be long before I'm just the guy that hits record. ...And she's already working out the harmonies.

Arranged by Jessica (with contributions from Amelia), I've gone days without being able to shake this melody.

A nod to ACL's inspired musical genre "Bunny Funk." Sadly, squirrels don't tend to be as happy as bunnies.

A true story of one of the worst lapses in parental judgment I've ever displayed. I think the song's hilarious. The older girls are still scarred.

A collaborative composition driven by Jessica's opening hook... And she recorded it in one take.

Rebecca shocked me with her vocals on this little song about the family dog's lack of intelligence.

Yeah, I know. There's an out of tune string in there. Well, bite me. I like it.

Recorded when we weren't sure how close to the 35-minute mark we were getting for the RPM Challenge... And every second counts. Besides, we didn't have any "woos" on the album. And woos always make an album better

Just a little melody that needed to be written. Don't know if lyrics'll follow, but feel free to jam along!

Wrote this and performed it for my mom's 70th birthday party. Our family is a bit crazy. FORTY-THIRTY Well, your birthday rolled around again The way all birthdays do And this year it’s a big one Once again you’re sixty-two I’m sorry…

Well, I had to swear SOMEWHERE in the album. GIRLS LIKE YOU You’re young and pretty Shy and smart and witty With a face that could’ve Launched a thousand ships Tall, dark, and stupid He must’ve paid off cupid To get his ugly face…