*Electronic rock with a strong dubstep and* **_Burial_** *influence* There's no going back to how it used to be I've known it all along But I didn't want to see Command-Z CTRL-Z There is no "undo" And like it or not, this is you…

*Ambient with vocals* Forget everything Drift in the white noise ocean The sun is rising Let go of yourself See the beautiful blankness It’s Monday morning This won’t hurt a bit Breathe in a clean new program It’s time to wake up

*Electronic rock* I am painting a picture with blood and wire I am writing my story in glass and fire It's almost right It's almost nice Just one more twist and I'll be fixed Perfect, so perfect This pound of flesh Perfect, so perfect…

*Electronic rock* 0 machine, 0 mirror Can you make the picture clearer? And bring me nearer to thee? Make me 1ne, make me (w)h0le Scan my imperfect soul And correct the mistakes that you see You're everything I want You're everything…

*Ambient, downtempo electronic rock* As a baby the car’s engine put me to sleep. My parents drove all night And they raised me by the TV screen Now I wake to static late at night At 30,000 feet above the earth The Rolls-Royce thrusters…

*Electronic rock. Sounds like* **_IAMX_** *and* **_Depeche Mode_** This is much better than it’s ever been before Much more real More rich More speed More more I feel like I could go forever and it only hurts when I stop This is much…

*Electronic rock* I've been reading so much information About my situation A chemical mix that I must fix I think it's magnesium Pills three times a day I changed the food that I ate Re-uptake takes time I'm sure I'll be fine I can…

*Electronic rock with jungle/drum-and-bass influence* I've never really felt that I was ever good enough But even I can be improved if I just stay tough My teeth are metal reinforced My eyes are plastic lens And daemons run inside my head…

I (Al) wrote this song way back, just before the start of the current Iraq war. But it comes back to my mind every time a politician utters words matching a regex something like /(capture and )?kill (Osama )?Bin Laden/. It happened to be Obama…

through the dead branches, through the dead branches

Started recording this with no idea what to do with the sound. Wound up with three different vocal takes to choose from, didn't like any of them, used all of them.

This song was recorded illegally. Please don't rat us out.

I lit a string on fire...

I'm going to get all pretentious again and say this one is about the concerning strain of what I might call "religious modernist traditionalism" espoused by technological singularity fanatics (Ray Kurzweil) and authors like Neil Stephenson.

Words are from a sestina of the same title by Steve Davenport, who asked us to make music out of it! This was a terribly fun song to record. We did it, of course, while drinking. Thankfully no instruments were harmed.

Good old dulcimer bash-up. This is certainly the most aggressive song I've played on dulcimer. I'm sure all those people with solid-body electric dulcimers have done worse...

Original working title was something like, "And after six years I finally understood why they sing in the streets here, and could go home." It's sort of about anonymity in the modern city. If that sounds pretentious, that's because it is.

I am concerned with the values of my generation.

Musical tribute to the ideas of Jane Jacobs (author of The Death and Life of Great American Cities) and Christopher Alexander (author of The Timeless Way of Building).

This track is the introduction to the main bulk of the album. It says "WELCOME TO RPM '09" and doesn't let you go until you've gotten to "Dancing With The Midnight Waves", the penultimate track.