I was planning on doing a theme-based rpm this year on outer space, but didn't manage to get all the rpm songs to fit. I've been reading a lot of Stanislaw Lem - probably my favorite science fiction author - and dedicate this to him. His books…

This is a song about questions, especially after experiencing the loss of someone special.....here are the lyrics: Down past the bridge By Saint Peter‘s church She hums a prayer Her eyes blue and bare She’s longing for comfort…

Latest release demo track.

Maybe it's intuition But some things you just don't question Like in your eyes I see my future in an instant And there it goes I think I've found my best friend I know that it might sound more than a little crazy But I believe I knew I loved…

Watching events unfold in Syria...I can't imagine what its like...to all those caught in the crossfires throughout the world...hang in there...

Away From Creation W/M by OsCKilO Pick me us up and set me down , In a box high off the ground. It is what I’m used to out of life. This is up and there is down. In between we carry on. Up and down the stairwells to the heights Look upon…

gentle flowing guitar synth,acoustic guitar instrumental

mellow good vibe guitar synth tune....instrumental

A HOUSE CALLED BROKEN youre in a house and your wasting away youre in a house and its long long lonely day youre in a house that you cant wait to forget youre in a house all broken a little lie you tell yourself but when it falls to pieces…

Written in 2002; played to death 2003-4; retired in 2005. Feels good to bring this one back from the dead.

Too bad I don't know how to play an actual violin.

The last song for the challenge

Believe in something, But not what they dream about; Their dreams are evil.

language and communication john lydon told me the written word is a lie so likewise the recorded sung or spoken word say i on the table there sat a cat or a telephone -what shape was the table? -what was the name of the cat…

Complete innocence, My Kindergarten mind-state. Why are kids so mean?

A simple table Set before my enemies, My head anointed.

May the twenty-first, Harold Camping said, "It's done." Sinners, best repent. May the twenty-one, Party time for ev'ryone. Sinners, best repent.

Tied up, fourteen-all. Coiled tight, yet poised, until He hears, "Ready . . . fence!"