Self-alienated sounds at night.

Meditating on the beauty of nature / natural beauty.

Track 3 / Band: The Anchorage Drift / Album: The Anchorage Drift (2010)

An old one.... couldn't help myself today......

Just a delicate little instrumental. Took my time getting it right, because, well, there was nowhere to be that day. Or any day after that. Or any day after that...

Well Reg has taken this one from the cellar to the West End ........

There was this biker bar called The 2500 Club. Just west of Sylvania on Belknap. On a sign outside it says, "The best little biker bar in Texas." Guthrie and Rick and I played there long enough to get to feeling pretty much like family. EVERYBODY…

These sounds are dedicated to the Mighty Eagle and its journey on the earth. Synthesizer, Drums and Native American Chanting.

Maybe this should have been called feb 28th lol Who dosnt need a little more time for RPM? Clearly I was running out of ideas for lyrics, So naturally, I asked Bob Dylan to help out

Reg has been trying to learn the art of slowing down, relaxing under the pressure of abstinence.......................it seems to be going well .............

A few of you may know this from my old account. If not it's a new one Ha, Ha. Seems to be from another Time and Space now ..... And a silly video for youu ... https://youtu.be/MgQWTRZap0A

I've been listening to Dillinger Escape Plan recently, which inspired this.

This is a song about trying to bring the dead to life and other things that seem hopeless! Enjoy!

RPM17 2/10 tuned the guitar flat and played those "black Keys" Ive never touched before. flat or sharp, ? either way nothing but rain here in SF for the last 2 weeks...Enjoy!

(Isslene) I'll stay here for awhile, hiding under the folds of white light. warm clouds of a blanket nest I transform, beneath layers and layers and layers and layers layers and layers layers and layers. You came to me in a dream…

Sometimes it's hard to figure out what just happened. And then again it's sometimes hard to figure out something that happened years ago. (To answer the question by the commenter, that's all me and my little self all alone in the basement…

Simple Plan T Boudreau Wandering soul, do as your told and come back inside it's getting cold I've been waiting here with hope n fear and my hands on the wheel til you decide to steer Mr. Hollowtree you're a mystery to me you stand tall…