I was driving along somewhere in podunk Tennessee on a stormy Saturday and this may or may not have anything to do with Prison.

A musical sketch created (and titled) using the Figure app for iPhone.

an instrumental! i don't know if it is prog. + rock + space rock, or what!? but the title might sort of explain the journey of the song. and as usual, i wrote it and play everything on it.

In the beginning there was man alone Then came the angles, humming to a song Which took the form of a chain and a stone So man learned to walk, with his feet pressed to the floor He drew fire from the skies and smoked the leaves But then he decided…

an earlier version of this trip hop ditty appeared on the album 'crop this!' This newer expanded version contains more lyrical content as well as other surprises. Chorus: You gotta drp it drp it,bnce itbnce it, hug it up tght an then renounc…