Hey gang! It’s us again, The Proods…thousands of followers worldwide! Here’s another track by Brian…channeling his inner metal, though we all tend to swing towards 60’s pop. It was fun working on this, though I prefer the OTHER 1960’s style…

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Based on actual events.

-We’re Full Blooded USAnaian- Lyrics… I come from a place called “ Am-e-RI-ca” Naw, you don’t come from “ Am-e-RI-ca” I come from a place called “ Am-e-RI-ca” Naw, you don’t come from “ Am-e-RI-ca” You come from Usa You come from Usa You…

From 2012 made of sounds found all around. Industrial fan, dumpster closing, door closing, car gas tank closing, a speak and spell, a water drop. All of these were tweaked in Acid Pro I think to make this ambient, film noir, horror movie piece.

Yes…we’re TRYING to do an AC~DC thing here. The song was written by our lovable drummer Matt, but we all had fun working on it. (The Angus-style guitar lick was mine.) As always, the song is introduced to the band, kicked around and recorded…

The sky is heavy Clouds won't break A quiet storm The heartache aches Words like arrows Sharp and mean But love's a fight Not always clean Torn apart But still we mend Is this the start or just the end Love can hurt It cuts It…

Regs heart has been broken again its getting so familiar to him it seems like an old dream. The age old dream Catastrophic heartache takes your soul to the wind Blind to any faith you’ve been consumed with sin…

Reg decided to go busking down on the subway.... On the subway Stood on the subway playing my music As the world rushes by Lost in a world of my own making I don’t get washed away in the tide Its lonely out here where…