Yup, my wife is the girl :-} I wish I could have made it sound as good as she looks.

Just kind of jammed this and thought it might be cool to record it.

Just had to do this. We've all had to deal with someone like this and in some ways might have wished at least for a moment we were them.

Trying not to sound the same, so I tried this.

Was kind of in a grumpy mood when I wrote this one. Wrote and recorded pretty much all at once.

[Verse 1] I just got a new method Doing something that's better than the usual thing When anxiety strikes, you use your lungs Noticing how the space is filled up Today is better than yesterday And yesterday not as much as just this day…

Microkorg S and Korg Volcas, guitar. More improv on top of improv on top of improv.

Oh you bitch and moan Complain about the things you have no control Complaining like a little [*gap*] You should look at yourself And to all you [*gap*], going home and doing what is not right at all How do you sleep at all? I can’t believe…

Draft recording for RPM Challenge 2024. Recorded on 20 FEB 2024.

Čudo se možda desilo, a možda i nije!

Microkorg S, guitar, Korg Volcas. Improv jam done in one take, unless I mess up really bad, then I try again.

The Analog Sun pierces through the blinds and windows of The Digital City, signalling a new day has begun.

It doesn't compile I still cannot parse how I became this glitchy machine My mind was scraped clean ---- Samples Used: Microsoft Kathy Voice

i t d o e s n ' t c o m p i l e .. . . .. 0 10101 ---- Samples: * Microsoft Kathy Voice * (Freesound) : 256206_jagadamba_synthesized-singing-voice-note-c-variation-10.wav

Lost in a sigh A victim of flight Bare, no thoughts blank stare too gone to even care Thought Eater so lost in anesthesia bit by bleepin byte shorting out the lights Muse Gorger subdued by cold ambrosia there's no sleep no mind…

The invaders merely filled the empty space with their presence. The mass mind-wipe had done all the preparatory work for them. It was just a matter of reseeding the empty husks that were left. --- Samples Used: Apollo 11 / NASA [Public Domain…

Wyoming is just an old Italian word meaning 'No State Here' -Garfield Sample Credits - Can I get an AMEN?

I woke up from this sleep as somebody else like a puppet pulling on my own strings Orbiting around my very head Alive? Undead? What does it matter? We invite you in To our humble abode We invite you in out from the cold We invite…

the vacant city deconstructing itself around me soulless NPCs stroll self-same trajectories eyes vacant gaze long since died dead reveries no thoughts remain inside --- Freesound Sample Used: 250270__niedec__11-minutes-of-city-sounds…

Awash in cold glow Of the Neon Light Moving Too Slow To View the Dilute Skyline Of a city that now feels like a tomb The few that are left have checked out of the room these streetways may've seen better days…

An analog sun gleams over the digital city, illuminating all its glitchy, imperfect bits and bytes.

If one seed fails to take root, there are infinite more chances.

Even Void Isn't Completely Empty - But It Sure Feels That Way.

Song 7 for RPM 2024. I've always wanted to do a song with a one note melody line...here it is! I had my awesome husband join me for some lead guitar parts (which made it that much more fun). Thanks for listening! It’s not like you Crossing…

VERSE I I don’t want to wait, till the end, to have you And I know you’re the one, fill me up, when I’m through Cause you completely satisfied me even before I’m done And you’ll be right beside me even when I run And I know it’s my fault…

VERSE I I never thought it'd be this way I never thought there'd be this pain Little did I know how things could change Now I know I'll never be the same Now I'm the one who is ashamed I have nothing left to gain The burden is mine to bear…

VERSE I I'm tough while I'm alive I'll soften up with heat and time I'm fine baked or fried It's up to you CHORUS Cut me up and bury me Keep me down 'till I grow leaves I got eyes, but I can't see I go great with sour cream VERSE…

VERSE I And we, both encased in sweet And you make sure it all stays all so still While I, still let it all flow free Your top, is by far more colorful And you are beautiful CHORUS We are not so different We rise all the same Ready…