Once upon a time, a guy named LG, took this computer app entitled 'i2sm' ! He realized that this would be a fun toll to experiment around musically with.... And so begins our venture into the story .... LG

Jonathan continues in chapter 15 looking at the glorious truth and implications of the resurrection

Radio Edit of I JUST HAD SEX by AKON AND LONELY ISLAND as heard on Nova in Australia, with a slight extended intro, you can speak up to the lyrics of the song :)

I hate Rebecca Black... so how bout this, LISTEN TO THIS INSTEAD!

I decided to record my mate during a Skype call and got a clip of him singing!

This has a certain groove when it's up and running, and with special middle eastern sauce. Harrissa!

There's that Theramin sound again, Funky secret agent thing, orange boiler suit? Check. Golf cart? Check.

A smug piece of ambient Funk. You could shoot a Gun at it, but you'd miss.

A rubbery piece of Funk Rock ear clothing.

Psychedelic Surf Boogie, a jaunty jog around a Bond villain's lair. I need an Orange overall.

Something I missed for many years was singing in a choir. Now that I have multitracking I don't miss it any more. THE WINNOWING WIND I feel the wind flow thru me Oh, please, don't let it undo me. Let it level and true me The wind, the…

This is a rough cut of a parody I am making of Rebecca Blacks song, Friday. The song still needs some mastering but that can wait. A video will be out soon as well as a fully mastered HQ version of the song! Lyrics: [verse 1] 7 am wakin…

A 30 second rap i did for a anti smoking contest called Stomp it Out. Lyrics: You don't gotta be a tool to be cool in school you don't gotta light it up to bring your spirits up, just be yourself, unlike anyone else no if, ands, or buts just…

A disturbing little story from a deranged mind : Sleeping with lobsters Hard as a nut strong as a bolt his car is rusty he carries a colt he’s sleeping with lobsters he’s one yard short of a foot cold as a stone soft as a shoe his eyes…

Sliding slowly along on a butter glacier with a loaf of bread.

Cabin boy music. My take on the 1960s country classic by Porter Wagoner. I just did the first stanza as it gets a little repetitive with the hair of gold stuff. Recorded on my porch in Phetchaburi, Thailand. Amateur home recording.

Here's something Jazzy. Between you and me, I think there's more cake being eaten than is strictly necessary.