title is self-explanatory, past tense however. i really wanted a song that had the flow, emotional intensity and unpredictability of an ocean. perhaps that's a bit cliche. done over the period of two months in a little dark room with an…

*apology for the artifacts so this was a song sitting around for a while, didn't know what to do with...common occurrence. anyways, i wanted to create a song that had a bit of a 'grainy' vinyl feel to it, with nice, slightly distorted highs…

comes to the senses a sweetness so sweet and deep that the tongue curls and presses hard inside the mouth holding, for a moment, and for another the throat catches closes so the sweetness cannot pass…

Languid be the lineaments of this trio-set meditation upon the lost turret-board brilliance of 1974. The bottles yet burn brightly, and as the fabric of time is folded, Silver comes back to Black. The sparkles in the air about the driving mountain…

I sometimes feel alone with my spaghetti. But I'm never alone when I'm with my drummer! Though being alone with a drummer can be scary. At times such as these - frightened, alone, hungry, with a drummer - I am driven to ask: WWFSMD?

just as it’s time to Leave lightly as a feather comes a band a cut from a rug

a song written for my dear bandmate...a truly inspiring ghost.........

inspired by the master of the dark who happens to be my bandmate in The Grave Dominion... i wanted to write something dark and haunting...something that took its time but had an urgency about it too...

there is no story to tell...

i didn't think that this had uploaded last night so it was a nice surprise to see the four lovely comments :) thank you... its hard to describe what this is about...a very personal moment...sometimes it replays in my memories...