I spoke to the river She turned to the sea I remembered the days when she had been there for me She said I follow the curves I shed a few tears where the water might lead me I never feared I just follow the tides Every dusk, every dawn when…

This is a song some 15 years in the making. The original 4-track cassette tape tracks laid down in 1997 - and this past year Frank added bass and drums. Its my fault on how there are still rough edges - that is the result of how I did things…

The trees turned blue And the sky outside is yellow I hear you sigh While you dream of purple cellos I don’t in dream in colors baby nor in black and white and I can’t tell what’s up or down or wrong and right You turned blonde When I thought…

Geas sent me this tune for National talk like a pirate a day so we took it down the cellar and luckily Robert Newton was down there so we got him up on the stage and got him to do this little number......Hoping Yee enjoy eye arrh…

A reggae-esque idea, not much too it except that there isn't much too it really.

by 2 (therefore Frank Miller composed the drums and bass and I did the other noise.)

My friend Frank Miller did a drum improvisation track at my request - and I then improvised lyrics, vocal, and guitar with a bit of touch up. This was the first track we did together since 1979.

performed by Randy Johnson. from the album "Sunny, sorta..." sunny sorta, in a twisted way to see you praying all together with your greedy little eyes all staring at a prize that is so very far away sunny sorta on this ungrateful day…

This song came from a lyric that never made it to a song... "Beholders Shape Perception Whilst Their Views Control Intention. Objects Outline Power Through A Stalemate Of Opinion....." I forgot what the lyric was about and tried to interpret…

Part of the Sunny, Sorta project. Music & Lyrics written by Angie Fights Crime. there's a bomb in the back as we head down the tracks but we can only go so fast there's a man on our trail pack of dogs with no tails this kind of excitement…