We decided to give the kids an outlet that wasn’t pandemic or lockdown based this February, and made an album as a family for the RPM Challenge 2021. It was just the most precious, funny, brilliant month.

A song I wrote last September about... the weather or something lol... lyrics: when the ice melts on the window sill cant abate the weight of summers kill and in the morning when the sky's still pink can you feel the chill in the writer…

Vocals performed by 2 year old Mo. Music later added by glu, who produced this track as a brilliant surprise. We absolutely love it! Melody based on 'Ah! vous dirai-je, Maman,' by Mozart.

We decided to give the kids an outlet that wasn’t pandemic or lockdown based this February, and made an album as a family for the RPM Challenge 2021. It was just the most precious, funny, brilliant month. Poetry written by their great grandmother…

Another one where the riff came first, on the last day of RPM 2020 actually. Before all the craziness struck. I thought to myself "Oh self! That's a good riff! I will need to revisit it next year for RPM 2021." So I did. It also has a call-back…

Ok, this one has a journey for its creation. The original riff actually came to me in the heat of late August 2013. I still remember when it came to me. It was in a different key, with a slight different resolution. It felt like a hot summer's…

And now a complete change. I like variety, and this introduces a new feel to the record. Until the mid-section, when the spacey connection returns, though in a subtle way.

The Again, Again, Again line and melody has been flowing through my brain since 2017 or so. But if we are merely vessels for songs that are waiting to come to our shores, I was a leaky boat for a very long time and couldn't make the journey without…

We're so quick to judge others. We really shouldn't. This one follows the tone of It Mattered To No One Else. I actually had a lot more song ideas like these two that I thought would end up being the whole record. But it didn't happen that…

the fretless Chinese junk strat through the mothership board played lap style slidey