The street heats the urgency of now As you see there's no one around ...

I was thinking of old times and remembered, very fondly, my roommate walking in on us while we stood around with headphones and serious looks on our faces screaming monkey sounds into the microphone. I'm positive that the look on my roommate's…

The ravages of time prevent playing and singing these days. But I stumbled across a folder containing some old recordings. This would have been the first attempt at seeing what Daubigny's Garden would sound like in real life, as opposed to my…

That second chord hurts my pointer finger.

Just the traditional tune. I've always loved it.

This is about somebody moving from an unhappy place to a happy place. The happy place happens to be a rain forest. This is a true story. The end.

This is here for me.

I have a little box under my bed with your name on it.

It's just a song about stalking a jane doe.

I was thinking of old times and remembered, very fondly, my roommate walking in on us while we stood around with headphones and serious looks on our faces screaming monkey sounds into the microphone. I'm positive that the look on my roommate's…