THIS IS THE OLD YEURGH MIX - THERE IS ANOTHER ONE HIGHER UP THE LIST NOW, FULLY LOVED BY AR. THIS ONE IS LEFT HERE AS A MONUMENT TO SOMETHING OR OTHER (AND IN CASE YOU PREFER IT) Acoustic ghost story. Recorded 2010. Easter 2010 I decided…

Pop-rock tale about a character in a novel that I fancied. Recorded in 2009 on a Boss MBR. **** **Sooner or Later - A A J Russe** Theres a crazy girl Looks about my age Hiding out on the second page Waiting for the story to unfold…

Pop-rock song. Recorded 2009. I wrote this several years earlier and rehearsed it with the last band I was in. The recording was my first "serious" project on my Boss MBR, I was stunned that you could do something like this on a little silver…

A cover of Larry Wallis's fine ditty (it's always been one of my favourite Dr Feelgood songs). This was my second recording with my Boss MBR, recorded early 2009. It confirmed for me that I was a "standalone recorder" kind of guy, and there was…

Rock instrumental. Recorded Christmas 2008. I'd struggled with a DAW. I'd stopped recording. And then my lovely wife got me a Boss MBR for Christmas. I thought this little thing the size of a fag-packet would be a nice "scratch-pad" songwriting…

This is an oldie. Recorded in 2005. It was the first recording I finished on a DAW, but I'd played it a lot in the last band I was in (around the turn of the century). I think it was written in the mid 90s. It's about one of the casualties of…

A pop-rock thingy recorded in 2006. Can't remember too much about it except that it was a new song then, I spent an inordinate amount of time on the lyrics and arrangement, and wasn't that happy with it when I was done(!). I quite like it now…

Acoustic blues. Recorded in 2005. I was trying to record something else, can't remember what, and the missus was going out. She had cyclist Lance Armstong's book, or was talking about it. Sounded like a great title for a song as well as his book…

Electric blues. Recorded 2007. I was learning how to use my DAW and trying to figure out how a one-man-band could get to sound like a bunch of old bluesers in a sweaty bar... ***** **Rabbit Boy - A A J Russe** Well she don't mind crying…

A song about my wife. Recorded 2005. I'd just taught myself how to play piano (badly). I'd always wanted to be Freddie Mercury when I was younger... still got a bit of a ways to go. **** **Now It's Done - A A J Russe** I said it…

Inspired by our good friend Geir Alfsen , who wrote a song titled Oil , this highlights the plight of seabirds trapped in the recent oil spillages

A nice solid punchy classic Prozac offering. Love the bass on this song. Also from the basement.

Another basement practice song as you can tell by the initial hiss. Mostly beautiful, kind of self-indulgent and a little longish in parts. I also don't remember what this one is called.

RPM 2011 Wait for the room to focus Feeling around for closure The whiteness of my skin The pale reflecting eyes The beaty of total darkness Move to the door and open Room after room of sorrow Breathing through your mouth Flooding from your eyes…

RPM 2011 I sail northward against the wind My hope erased by the wages of sin I have no way to break the ice I’m frozen with chains of tomorrow I have no fear of getting through The feelings I lost without starting It’s our little game not…

RPM 2011 No explanations left to give apologies over She wanted more than the story, but nobody told her I hear the insane are hardly worth the medication But she'd like the story just the same, for when she gets older It's not the end…

RPM 2011 You say the world is too complicated You say close your eyes forget it all Nobody sold me a bridge in the desert Nobody remembers with our eyes closed tight You say somedays just a point of view You say someones not much different Nobody…

RPM 2011 Used to feel the same as me So warm inside Used to care too much to see The other side You’re so far outside the lines Your shapes distorted, undefined Your color choices too A wash and blurry, through and through Visualize, love saves…

RPM 2011 Seasons start to change without much worry Ordinary days no reason to remain The clouds will force the rain realize its glory Nothing keeps us sane better start to hurry Slow monkey cabin fever Free clinic dirty needle They’ve gone…