Obvious cover...still a classic,

Something for RPM. This piece of filler features a transaction between myself and my 2 year old daughter at her pretend shop. I was the 'custer', she was the 'shoppy keeper', and I was encouraged to ask her 'howzamuchit?'

What if global warming was from the heat that thousands of nuclear tests created? I read today that the permafrost is defrosting and it cannot be turned off. When it is done defrosting it will have emitted 2 times more greenhouse gases than currently…

Thanks to Wrinkled Shirt for providing the sick guitar/s and drum track backing track that I brought into my zoom mrs1608 all-in-one multi-track recorder to add vocals lyrics came instantly after about 10 minutes of rambling into the mic…

Personnel! Johnny "Raggles" Ragland: bass, being me! Lucas Ho: drums! Austin Ostiguy: guitar, charisma! Matt "mattgibbs" Gibbs: guitar, being awesome, not learning the song

The song is supposed to be one of those "Saturday Morning Hits", which goes back to when I was a kid watching Top of The Pops in '72-'74 with my older sister in the UK. You would see all these bands playing their hit on TV, with all these kids…

This song has went through so many versions we lost count a long time ago. Beginning seems a little boring but it's better through out the song we hope you like.

I ended up using Dynoman's Feel Easy so much it turned the other way round, so I guess it's a remix? Never done those before. A great original song, you can find it and other Dynoman works here: http://soundcloud.com/dynoman

Capo @ 3 in Em Em D Weather man is talking on the radio. Am C B7 Says the sun is going to shine but does he…

My response to John Denver's "Rocky Mountain High." The first time I dropped my lowest string Was for Rocky Mountain High Last night I caught a flight To see the fire in the sky Where John found twenty-seven Now I'm turning thirty-five…

A very Australian love song.

A little dark...... I stand at the junction between life & death As the count begins to rise The darkened moon weeps but is blind to the grief Of the ones left behind We weep but we can not hide Daytime nighttime the hunt for…

Thanks to Bill Newbold for leaving an inspiring message on my phone faux 22 edo rock band

We walled ourselves in apartments and rooms away from each other. Random thoughts and mundane life was grinding us to a halt inside. Some days, we were tyrants, and some days we were saints.

with just a smidge of reverb

I imagine this short instrumental being used in a documentary on the wilderness of Alaska.

Electronics and looped guitar For more and a beautiful picture from a friend: http://chrisvaisvil.com/?p=1658

from the album "Que Vive!" which is circumstance and which is fate the child with nothing or the one with hate one may see wrong from right but the line is hard to follow even with the right design where do miracles go when the world’s in…