Trying something different this time. Coming at ya with soft melody into hard Dubstep. We used samples and loops in production to really blow it out for your listening pleasure.

a song I wrote about a neighbor of mine.

cocaine and the 80's, a doctors office and the book I read there

life's frustrations

Written two years ago when I figured out the ukulele.

Beware the brain-breaking treble.

I dreamed my husband was singing me the chorus as we binged on heroin in the desert, immediately woke up and wrote the rest in a hour.

Make a game out of life, and a pretty song of death; how else not to close your eyes, how else continue to draw breath? It's as you say, sir; we might have died. But don't you feel it was worth it, just to spit in God's eye?

If you've known me a while you know at least one episode from the story of this song, involving a deep drunken state, hitchhiking in various states of undress, and stealing from a church. But hopefully not too many of you have seen the mugshot…

This is from around 1991 I would say, and is a practice from the basement, a slowed-down version of a faster song.

Looking into her shadowed eyes. Looking into her shadowed skies.

First part of my sonata. Share it, or don't. Or do? I don't know. It's your life not mine, but do it. Peer pressure!