Sunday morning service #1139 8/28/11

Track number 7 from my new project. Recorded 2 Sep 2011.

There is no reason to the things that we do, You can break a heart with just a word or two, And take a lifetime to apologise, When the one you love's in front of your eyes, And I will fall to my knees like a fool, If it's the only way of getting…

I've been alone inside myself, far too long Never really wanted it that way, but I let it happen If I could do it all again, my life would be infinitely better than before I wouldn't waste a moment Make time for laughing with my friends Make love…

I guess it took a little time, for me to see The reason I was born into this world, And what I'd have to go through For I've finially realized, that I could be infinitely better than before, defintely stronger I'll face whatever comes my way…

Well, I switched the mic to high sensitivity instead of low. It actually sounds as it did when I played it. But looking at the waveform it resembles a sausage. I had to drop the volume 6 Db because it was *way* loud. Clipping tends to make…

ImprovFriday mash, 9/3 (feat. Vaisvil & Goodin) something to do with the blues and the mystery. be patient with it...

This is the worst thing I've ever composed, I'm sorry for making anyone who listens to this's ears gush blood.

Doesn't matter who you are or what you do, when there is nothing you can do to change the harsh realities of life, you're a "nobody".

It's all about trust. We may believe in God, but, particularly in times of trouble, we trust ourselves more than anybody else, including God.

There are people in this world that commit themselves to pursuing righteousness and justice and they are usually misunderstood (or hated) by all parties.

The world is running on hate. There's no sign of true love anywhere. Nations, peoples and individuals hate each other for no real reason. We're being told who and what to hate... to keep the world running...

I wrote this song with my Persian lyricist friend "Sorush Karimi". He is the singer too.

Part 1, the techno - DnB half, in 7/8

There’s a pigeon sleeping out on my deck If it sleeps it won’t shit on my drinks or on my cigarettes I wonder why they call it a dove I wonder why it’s a symbol of love Love’s a fool, and so is the pigeon that fears to tread There’s…