I made this for a friend. Now I share it with everyone.

A moment of weakness. Please forgive the backups. The harmonies eluded me, to a degree. Doug

It's the time of year when the hipsters come home to their parent's house and realize that they are buying the same clothes that their parents are throwing out. Might as well drop a Jager Bomb, spark one with the old man and dance the night away…

Answering the question of whether or not overdone reverb has been uncool for so long that it is now cool again. The answer: no, still uncool.

This is a short prelude for piano and cello I wrote for my son

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John Rigney does the vocals on this track. His passion is Reggae and he has his own Reggae band called 'Kineman Karma.' "Kineman' is a Ngarrindjeri Aboriginal word meaning black or brown. Visit John's website at 'Kineman Karma.com. It's well worth…

This is how I would describe my typical lunch break. 3:06p

2:10p

The moon smiled at us the night before the 24 hour album. 1:00p (start)

9:37p

I made this while falling asleep. I didn't even remember the next day. 1:32a

8:44p

You need three more minutes NOW!! 8:50a

Originally a very different song, slowed to a dragging pace and laced with dense moans of twisted agony. There's a little bit of John MacDonald on lead guitar in the build too.

Feeling a little New Order style roadtrip music.

A huge thank you to desoto on this one. The bass propels the listener like riding a wave while the flute cuts your mind loose in the atmosphere.

I stole some words from a poem by Sudara for this one. "Stretch this moment into minutes, hours, days or years" became a defining phrase in this album.

My goal is to embed this song in your brains.