Al : Piano, Vox Jess : Tambourine, Vox

This song featured the biggest screwup of the concert, which was me stopping in surprise when Jess stopped to turn a page. I should have just kept it going, Jess would have got back in. Al : Bass, Vox Jess : Guitar

We never did figure out how to replace the dulcimer part from the album. So the end kind of goes without melody... Al : Piano, Vox Jess : Vox

Al : Guitar, Vox Jess : Bass (as drum), Vox

Al : Harmonica Jess : Guitar, Vox

I was rushing like crazy every time I touched the piano, this one may have been worst. Al : Piano, Vox Jess : Vox

Al : Bass Jess : Guitar, Vox

Al : Piano, Vox Jess : Vox

For the record, the verses are in 7/8 time. LYRICS: This is the last time that I try this This is the final first attempt and if I fail in my endeavor Nobody can claim that I am heaven sent Still not as bad as the civil war inside…

This is the second version I've done of this. Finally tidied up the audio on this one and suddenly it's more like a song. * updated 9-16-12

Kind of Foo Fightery. One of the first songs I wrote.

I'm not a fan of judgmental people.

The first song I ever wrote.

I spent a lot of time alone driving around the Dakotas in the winter. I remember standing, looking out at a perfectly level horizon: all white below, all blue above.

Perfect paranoia is perfect awareness. LYRICS: Notice the world getting worse not better White men in sheets decide the weather and whether or not to eat the weak Inherit the mighty from the meekest Federal agents tracking the phone…