Here she comes in the April sun In her dungarees and she's up for fun Smiling like she's a crazy girl And she makes a face like she owns the place And she does We indulge ourselves in creating A neck of beauty and circumstance Not to mention…

I made this simple song to try out playing an acoustic guitar with an ebow. It works, but it's quite quiet. The movement of the fingers on the fretboard is louder than the sounds. I didn't use any effects on the guitar tracks. I recorded my voice…

For this I wanted to create some longing sounding atmosphere. To create the (somewhat annoying) guitar part in the second half I used an ebow. " you stand a long time at the door observe the lighting on the floor you are not welcome anymore no…

My brother Tomas recorded our Niece Clara improvising this tune, and in light of the lyrics then asked any one to join in and add to it.

Colaboring with Bainsey, a local blundering magician. Old words from the dessert.

Guitar(x3), Drum machine, Synth, Taisho Koto Yeah, the intro goes on a bit too long. Originally from the RPM '07 album; it's been virtually untouched.

An RPM 2009 song. Well, this was a personal story for me that came about when your past intersects (briefly) with the present. Lyrics: 20 years running through time and I remember all the magic lines that in our younger days we drew…

Close your eyes. Drift. Yeah. That's the idea.

Unfinished rough draft from March 2012. I envisioned a series of quick solos in the instrumental section — an aural equivalent of "seeing the sights."

First draft. Dedicated to my mother on her birthday. In the outro: Trombone, Horns, Clarinets, Mouthpiece buzz by Andy Hentz (arrsuarez) and organic drum related sounds by Glu.