Full name is "The Morphing Architecture Of The New England Vatican". This is another RPM 2010 track. I have weird dreams where your average New England city is juxtaposed with some holy Old World locale. The music and lyrics arose from that…

Sprachgeist is a German term meaning the "spirit of language". This one ties into the theme from 2009's RPM Challenge Album. (Like A Dark Mirror Keeping Its Secrets).

This was one of the unnamed tracks that I recorded, forgot about, and rediscovered later in the month. It's basically about working the night shift on an office job. (You see really weird things at night when an office building is empty and quiet…

If "Jenny Blue" is the closer, and "Shrinking Violet" is the outro, then this is the postlude to the outro. The only track I played in real-time on from beginning to end. (No idea how I managed to pull that off..)

Track number 1 from the 2010 RPM Challenge. Title track.

Track 2 for the 2010 RPM Challenge.

Track 4. Contains an uncredited sample of American Indian drumming. I'd love to credit it... if I knew who it was.

Track 6 is about a poor sod who has to stay at home while his lady is at a Pure Romance party... or something like that.

Track 7 is about a couple of friends who seem to continually make self-destructive decisions.

Ever have one of those days? Yeah... that's what this is about.

Track 9. I love when my inane babble turns into a useful lyric.

Meant as an introduction track to the RPM 2010 album.

Meant as an outro to the RPM 2010 album. I'm not proud of it, but i needed 1:45 more music to complete the challenge and it's the last day!

flute/bass/drums, kinda jazzy, upbeat I admit, the title has nothing to do with the piece. It’s a reference to the morning I had. Yelyah v. Squirrel.

What's weird is that I didn't feel the rush of adrenaline until after I had finished recording the vocals. At 12:59 CST. And then I just kinda freaked out. For those not in the know, this was for February 28th's FAWM song skirmish. A title…

Another tale of my life. It started when I saw a homeless man standing at the end of an exit ramp. He was holding a cardboard sign and accepting "donations". I wondered if that would be me before long, then this song started playing in my head. ER

This is probably the darkest song I've ever done, at least as far as lyrical tone goes. Sometimes life just doesn't seem worth the effort. Then I look at my lovely bride and realize that it is.