And when the smoke had settled to the ground, The color schemes we picked, wanted out When the molds of our skins shattered through, the holds on our funds went too Through the ash, and decay, there's not much left to say, not much left to say…

I'd move, way up north, Yeah, I'd row, til I felt on course. I'd leave my roads behind, me, If my veins would let me go. So I'll sleep, on broken pines, Wreak havok on my troubled mind. I'd face the dark to find me, If there was anything still…

The deluxe version! Just one take noodling on my Boss Micro BR. Six full noodles :) Just a rant of my day... Peace, guys!

A rough cut of a song I wrote because I miss my boo.

Orchestral piece.

Personnel! Johnny "Raggles" Ragland: bass, being me! Lucas Ho: drums! Austin Ostiguy: guitar, charisma! Matt "mattgibbs" Gibbs: guitar, being awesome, not learning the song

This is the song that opened my ears to Rock music thanks to my sisters record collection…..i've been wanting to give this one a go since i first ever heard it at the age of about 10….so its only took about 40 years and thanks to Speed Demon i…

The prequel to Big Legged Woman Blues.. She meets Sweet Ronnie Cream Cheese on a cruise and the ship goes down!! This is A 3 way collaboration over the internet Story, lyrics and inspiration from Greg Connor (Minnesota) Music, story and…

Keyboard and Electric Bass Guitar by Otis Maly, Percussion by Matt Santana One of three tracks that my friend Otis jammed on during February 2012. This is the first mixdown I've done since he laid down the keys back in mid-February of 2012…

New original from me, hot off the old wotsit. When it was half written yesterday, I was considering binning it as a throwaway exercise - I do that quite often. But I played the songwriting demo to someone else and, er, apparently I should finish…