(interpolates lyrics by Nas and samples music by L.E.S. and Trackmasters) [Man 1] Hello? [Man 2] What’s up, man? [M1] Nothing really, my girl just left, she’s geeking out, talking ‘bout big house and kids, Norman Rockwell shit again [M2…

Song 4 for my RPM 2025. I wrote and recorded it after dinner tonight. This time, I picked up the lovely Martin and strummed away. Another opportunity for some harmonizing. Thanks again for listening! Please don’t pack it in Please no never…

A solar flare is the ejaculation of energy from the north pole or the south pole of this super concentrated point which has turned itself into a black hole because it has so much energy that it’s sucking in everything around it at such an exponential…

The auto mechanic of my dreams. ER

A morning storm recorded in the courtyard and a musical motif written in the evening. combined time working-- 45 minutes, interrupted by a phone call from the parents to see if I was still alive.

Human depths are darker.

After a month long break, here are some more home studio recordings of our repertoire. Still in Russian, but the beautiful melodies are sure to make you feel good :)

from our debute CD "Therapy Sessions" which will be released May 23rd. check us out @ http://www.facebook.com/nowherekc

Some think Satan is a unique sentient being and that hell is a physical place where, after death, bad people suffer eternal physical torment. Others, myself included, think Satan is a metaphor for man's own worst aspects -- his Ego if you will…

This is another one for the RPM Challenge. This is some kind of 'song'... using a lot of repetition. Built with my synths and vocals and with the pressure of a deadline and a new rescue dog requiring most of my attention. Thanks for listening…

from the album xChange original words and music by Alex Moody

[Intro] The fob, fresh off the boat, finger on the button for self-destruction Why the fuck did you come over here? [Verse 1] You’re a whore You’re responsible for the deaths of so many people What the fuck, it’s unbelievable It’s amazing…

A rough cut of a song I wrote because I miss my boo.

No one is out to screw you over, no one is mad at you and no one hates you When they tell you things are bad, things are actually fantastic You’re the best No one’s ultimate end stage goal is ever to cause pain and suffering to others or do…

Paulo Chagas - saxofone alto Fernando Simões - trombone Paulo Duarte - guitarra Gaspar Mendes - baixo Alberto Leitão - bateria

our music goes in cycles. this is from our organ numbers.

Another one in our ninjam series. Myself, Jim Goodin, Ray Istorico and an unknown drummer named Stick. Mix By Jim.