more stuff for the glubotic March addendum. The bamboo flute in this track belonged to an old Subud brother ... I don't really know how to play any wind instruments... but this flute practically plays itself.

Meathead syndrome, No goals, no control. The light, the time It’s in my mind, Oh fine, Won’t be polite Some lines Have not progressed in Mind Meathead syndrome, No goals, no control, Meathead syndrome, No cure, Not attuned to be here Oh leave…

For the RPMC album "Sabbatical"

This song has been hobbling around half-written in my psyche for eons, and it took the RPM Challenge to finally finish it! Like many of my generation, my first peek into the world of women (and what they looked like under their clothes) was National…

This song has been hobbling around half-written in my psyche for eons, and it took the RPM Challenge to finally finish it! Like many of my generation, my first peek into the world of women (and what they looked like under their clothes) was National…

This song has been hobbling around half-written in my psyche for eons, and it took the RPM Challenge to finally finish it! Like many of my generation, my first peek into the world of women (and what they looked like under their clothes) was National…

A song that really crept out of nowhere and one that I don't entirely understand its meaning. Some things in the song I can pinpoint the origin, but some I haven't a clue. I'm really happy with the way it turned out - semi-ok vocal and all.

This is from our album, "When I Was Your Age," recorded entirely in the month of February for our third year participating in the RPM Challenge. "When I Was Your Age" is a collection of 13 songs looking back at when we were kids.

It aint like no ones done this before But how can you tire of beautiful chords In the fifties In Tenessee Where my love was born Two young men upped and crossed the yard both cold cos it was rainin hard. One of them turned said…