This is a song I wrote on returning to the place I used to live. I tried to record it in the 'dream pop' style as suggested for the optional theme on this month's REM Challenge.

[Verse] I don't think I'm here I think I'm somewhere else Between the shelves Between the beers A thousand cheers A thousand years [Chorus] You say that I am everything to you And I know you mean it But is it true? I'm afraid that…

Play it loud where you can dance!  Boom Boom Girl (c) Nick Torres 9/25/25 She struts in with a kick A snap A spin Eyes like fire You know she always wins Boom-boom girl Got the whole world spinnin'   She’s got that boom-boom Shakin…

I Love You Verse 1: From the mountains to the seas, all creation lifts Your name. From the womb beneath the dome to the heavens, Lord, You reign. Pre-Chorus: You reign on high, O Redeemer—glorified. Dwell within our hearts, O sweet Saviour…

Hoersing around with custom kits on the TD-07 and a Casio SA-11.

Burnt Knob a hill in a park where I pretty much grew up. It's the highest point in the county, and there's a nice scenic overlook where you can take in the vista of the lovely city (such as it is) and the surrounding suburbs. As a child, my best…

Bass, guitar, drums, Microfreak.

Reg has finally sunk down to where he belongs, he feels at home here ......a bit of an experiment with a pawnshop fuzz on the vocal..gives Reg a touch of Tom in the gutter I languish in gutter I’ve said my goodbyes There Ain’t…

Monkey do

Only In My Dreams (DRAFT) - (C) Nick Torres 9-15-25    Only in my dreams You’re calling out my name Running in the moonlight Hear your laughter in the rain Only in my dreams I hold you in my arms Our hearts beat like lover’s drums…

The last couple of years have been soaked in sadness, numbness and loss, and it's not something I've tried to hide, even when making music. But I've come to realize that it's my own responsibility to lay forth the effort to find new happiness…

Father of the Poor Verse 1: Father of the poor, here we stand before Your throne with our hearts—they’re all we have. Receive them, Lord; accept our praise, and pour out Your Spirit upon us all. Ancient of Days, we have searched the whole…

cleared out some mental clutter and wrote this to finish the job. Remembering Alaska.

wha?

Based on actual events.

Even If the World Hates You Verse 1: Dark clouds above my head as I passed through the storm, Fed with their lies and hatred, blinded by this wicked world. Lost in a tunnel of tears with no light in sight, I had to call on Your name…