2022 RPM Challenge song number 18. I still have two more songs to mix but as of right now this is hands down my favorite of the batch (spoiler alert, I think I might be saying that about the two songs that are left as well). Usually when I…

Bad luck Woman

Tongue Drum

Cajon

Vocals, me and my dog Oreo, plus some SFX.

Slide Whistle, Tambourine, Shaker, and Guiro

Tin Whistle, Slide Whistle, Bodhran

Because I needed two tracks for a playlist, here is one second of me clacking the kitchen tongs

RPM_2022 Matt:_Bass/Keys/Guitar/Vocals/Hand_Percussion Mark_Dante_Troiano:_Vocals

I wrote and recorded this song for RPM 2022. It's about the push to go "back to normal" after covid and what that really means.

I wrote and recorded this song for RPM 2022. It's a bit of a mess how we've been unable to beat this virus.

I wrote and recorded this song for RPM 2022. It was the first song I wrote about Covid, inspired by my partner's office going down with the virus.

I wrote and recorded this song for RPM 2022. In the push to take us back to normal, we're being told to accept living with covid as an inevitability.

I wrote and recorded this song for RPM 2022. It's about Covid.

electric upright bass fingered and bowed

2022 RPM Challenge song number 17. Now we're talking. I like this one a lot. My self criticism are valid, the melody in the verse is too la di da sing songy, and I shouldn't have used a Big Muff fuzz pedal on the rhythm tracks (too much bass…

2022 RPM Challenge song number 16. This one is all right. I'm not quite ready to say it's a lock for making the final album but it's close. If nothing else, the rhythm guitar part is fun to play and the vocals are nice and shouty. I used…

I can still taste the pain of how you made me feel Your only concern was to break my will Whatever doesn't kill makes you stronger than My imagination's running how to get vengeance But at the end of the day, I don't care anyways You're…

(COVID Salute) You can pick 'em, you can lick 'em, you can roll them in a ball You can stack 'em up like waffles 'till they're forty feet tall You can wipe on your sleeve, you can flick 'em at your friends You could blow them in a tissue…