This is a track I've been working on for quite a while so I am glad to finally have it out of my head. I have a kind of love/hate relationship with time and its humble functionary, the clock. Ticking, in particular, is something I am ambivalent…

My first piano sonatina, I hope you like it :)

Lyrics: She’s my mood swing. She’s my accoutrement. She’s my blood money, honey. She’s the coke bugs under my skin. She’s my perturbation. She blows me to smithereens. She’s my crisis intervention. She’s a mystery repeating. She…

Lyrics: Well you know everything is changing, you can’t tell which way to go. It’s just booze, guns, and acid, and one huge pile of blow. I gotta make some corrections, it’s not hard to see. Maybe find myself a holy man to take this devil…

Lyrics: Love is a mild catatonia When you suspend your disbelief. It can beat you down, it’s like pneumonia. It’s something you catch and don’t release. It’s a debt without restitution, A series of rules that you must break. I might…

Lyrics: Well I get up this morning And I seen my bluebird gone. Well I get up this morning And I seen my bluebird gone. My garden’s full of weevils And there’s vultures on my lawn. I’m a put the word out, baby. Where can my bluebird…

Lyrics: I’ve been meaning to get drunk and try to forget you. Instead, I’m finding new ways to just upset you. Baby, I just can’t stay in my mind, Unintended and unsung, just like all the bad bad things I’ve done. Baby, that’s and old…