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late night, impromptu, its like emotional diarrhea.

an exploration,using a loop station and guitar rig effects,of musical soundscapes

Not for the kids....

Track 1 from the RPM 2009 challenge album.

Track 2 from the RPM 2009 challenge album. For my brother in Christ, Dave Fellows.

Track 3 from the RPM 2009 challenge album.

Track 7 from the RPM 2009 challenge album.

Track 8 from the RPM 2009 challenge album.

Track 9 from the RPM 2009 challenge album. This one is the odd-one-out from the album. I wanted to do something in February to commemorate Abraham Lincoln's Bicentennial. Of all the concepts I had, this is the only one to make it on the challenge…

Track 10 from the RPM 2009 challenge album.

I Believe by far my most beautiful instrumental track, much the opposite of You Forgot Bush's War Crimes. Maybe because I haven't commited any? I'm growing to accept that most of the time, my instrumentals should be short and sweet.

I've never heard "Horse with No Name" all the way through, and i wasn't trying to rip it off, but i really like the melody i wrote for this and it turned out to fit perfectly with the sound of the bass. Really proud of my composing on this track…

This was supposed to be my "folky" track, but I love the way this turned out. It was originally written Napalm Shoot up but My Chair took it's place on that album.

Drinking coffee at my modest kitchen table around noon, after just waking up, I starred out the skinny window next to my door and saw the back of a stairway. These Lyrics were partly inspired by Bukowski's style, partly remnants of growing up…

I don't know if even I can tell, but this is inspired by Captain Beefheart's Trout Mask Replica. Ok, maybe its not so well hidden. Katie Lawrence can be heard on this track, recording this having never seen the lyrics prior to.

A couple months in a metal band called Season's Legion inspired this song. The lyrics were written in what we (Katie Lawrence Co-wrote) thought would be what their singer would have written for this type of song. The title was supposed to be…

Not much to say about this but that it's one of the first songs I actually wrote down every note for. I think that makes it a small cut above most of my instrumental songs.

Inspired partly by a co-worker who was a great, now lost musician. This track is somewhat about my five year stint in Gallup, New Mexico (Bob Dylan anyone?). This was written as a poem before I started writing Slumber Love.