This is a song my late-night self apparently left for my morning self to think about. I admit it just keeps gnawing at me, maybe not in a good way. ... Nineteen, standing by the ocean for the first time Gazing long at the sea feeling the…

Actually, it won't play for me.... maybe that's a good thing.

Stumble across A crack in the sidewalk Jolted back to the dry city air I thought I was ready I hear myself crying Just get home before anyone stares Can't feel a thing except fingernails piercing skin Cover the wounds Try to fit in…

Featuring Andrew Osborn on guitar and Finn Osborn on bells. Concerts have become a sea of phones held in the air instead of experiencing it directly. There's something uniquely beautiful about just living in the moment of the music and letting…

The progression of time... lyrics: Trending backwards A permanent plague Cracked out fevers ascending in waves It’s a slow attack Bracing for the ache of a sudden impact Dull scythe swinging Dulling the blade crack the empire…

... again ... for Randy. Memories of old magazines gathering dust on the shelves with things you never could let go of. Dirty chess sets hardly touched. Empty bottles of cheap scotch you never could get enough of. And it's a shameful world…

mixed , mastered , vocals backing vocals , guitar , lead guitar , bass guitar , played by myself , strings, brass played on keyboard , hope you like it , thanks for your time .......cheers tony cee

A big fan of Frank Zappa and his notion of "xenochrony," Kevin indulged in a fun, hamfisted version of that process by taking some alternate/unused vocal takes from a couple of our RPM Challenge 2025 songs and adding them to the unused first take…

"Gilligan's Island" was (pick one): (a) the stupidest sitcom ever produced; or (b) a brilliant piece of absurdist theater. The correct answer may be (a), but if you chose (b), there is a good argument there. No matter what (and despite the number…