Tied up, fourteen-all. Coiled tight, yet poised, until He hears, "Ready . . . fence!"

May the twenty-first, Harold Camping said, "It's done." Sinners, best repent. May the twenty-one, Party time for ev'ryone. Sinners, best repent.

A simple table Set before my enemies, My head anointed.

Complete innocence, My Kindergarten mind-state. Why are kids so mean?

Believe in something, But not what they dream about; Their dreams are evil.

The last song for the challenge

Too bad I don't know how to play an actual violin.

mellow good vibe guitar synth tune....instrumental

gentle flowing guitar synth,acoustic guitar instrumental

Watching events unfold in Syria...I can't imagine what its like...to all those caught in the crossfires throughout the world...hang in there...

Maybe it's intuition But some things you just don't question Like in your eyes I see my future in an instant And there it goes I think I've found my best friend I know that it might sound more than a little crazy But I believe I knew I loved…

Latest release demo track.

I was planning on doing a theme-based rpm this year on outer space, but didn't manage to get all the rpm songs to fit. I've been reading a lot of Stanislaw Lem - probably my favorite science fiction author - and dedicate this to him. His books…

This is about my life journey so far.

This song is about turning 40.

This one has a pretty silly lyric - it's about making up a place called “Wendouree Lane”, then later meeting someone who actually lives on Wendouree Lane and discovering that it actually does exist.

A last minute inclusion to my RPM 2012 album, after deciding to ditch a song and replace it with a better one. It was written in a hurry.

This one's a bit of a clunker in it's current form. The first 2 verses are pretty cheesy, and it doesn't really have a chorus, just verses and a bridge.