This was written for RPM 2009, mostly in January and was inspired by from a mix of current events and personal journey. Lyrics: The Queen of Pearls is wearing diamonds up and down her fingers She holds the door to the castle where memories…

coffee shop song... kenya time hear the cracklin' paper as you test the basil mayo when you pull apart the cheese and tip your brown beer bottle smell the grinding coffee beans set by tatooed arms to motion near the burlap-bag topped…

Reg was talking to Elvis about Frank and he told him something he didn't know.you can have it all then at the end not remember it which is what happened to Frank the grind ground him down a sad ending for a great man......Dementia is a cruel end…

I heard M.T.C's Session 1 today and thought wow!!! so asked if it was ok if i could jump on for the ride..Jim said Ok! .......so here goes.........a song about loves dream being broken.........thanks again Jim...................based around these…

This is my first of the year so a Happy new year to all and thanks Norm for the beat .....hope you enjoy. Stories of ghosts and the devil abound in Puerto Rican folktales. In the southern part of the island, it is said that most of these stories…

in life, my foot print is my legacy...good or bad.... my existence is meaningless. -a little on the chill side-

have you ever been going about your business, and you get sucked into a brightly colored, blocky realm? it seems you can not die, when mortally wounded you just come back to where you were like 5 minutes ago...you master this 8 bit realm and become…

not broken, boken a dull blade is a bludgeon, but a razor never dies lyrics for this...someday...

i dont want these chill tracks to give the wrong impression...but... no need to breath deep, because your lungs are always full. the thought of death never enters the mind. the waves are only as high as you need them to be, and the wind blows…

if i had enough $$$ for a gold watch, id buy something else...yep,