~dreamt about a dream~

Obligatory blues track RPM 11

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Yeah OK but where are you going? RPM 11

Why is he running so fast? RPM 11

February t boudreau I'm stuck inside of February With little chance of escape And all you bar-stool visionaries giving me advice that you'd never take Wanna seat on a slow boat heading South down a stream that seems to never end Or…

Simple Plan T Boudreau Wandering soul, do as your told and come back inside it's getting cold I've been waiting here with hope n fear and my hands on the wheel til you decide to steer Mr. Hollowtree you're a mystery to me you stand tall…

Reg has decided to write this song about an English serial killer known as the Crossbow killer to make those young trusting women well aware that some men are not always what they seem ................. as in the case of Stephen Griffiths who…

Final version Day 28 Anyone else still writing songs? this is the result of trying to listen to too many mixes in one day. Sometimes it's just easier to record something else.

This is an experiment in stacking real time delay/looped tracks that had no preconceived connections... all overdubs were done without listening to previously recorded tracks. I hear some very interesting synchronizations.... You? RPM 2011 -

Harmonica by Dr. K -------------------------------------------------- Paper hearts in your window paper hearts on your door Paper hearts ripped in pieces And Strewn across the floor but who am I to question The intentions of old…

AK wrote this after seeing a photogragh of an American Marine giving cookies to Iraqi Children Done live

This was a performance at a place called the Ranchbowl in Omaha, Ne nd yes it was a bowling alley as well. We had some friends in the crowd in this one, you might be able to hear them. :) I believe this was the first and only time we performed…

This was a short singer break (where I do some soloing) in one of our first shows for a Birthday Party out of a garage. We called it Funky Chick for a lack of a better name afterwards. Entirely improvised there on the spot. A this time the line…

This is another from my former band 3 Ton Jack. James wrote the first have and I finish the last have. We seemed to be able to do that fairly well on some of our songs. This one actually got some decent air time on the local radio stations.

Another Apple Garage Band session. I thought this had a little bit of a Joe Satriani feel to it so called it Satcheroni. :) I'm nowhere near the level of the guy, but he is an influence. Just me plugged in to the laptop again, using the Garageband…

RPM 2011 You say the world is too complicated You say close your eyes forget it all Nobody sold me a bridge in the desert Nobody remembers with our eyes closed tight You say somedays just a point of view You say someones not much different Nobody…

RPM 2011 So wide awake the hands are still Too tired to keep them silent It barely pokes above the surface It hardly registers among the crowd So long and waves the farwell We’d better tell the authorities Goodbyes are so beautiful Disappear…

RPM 2011 It's a song where we can sing along All the day and all the night Shoot the breeze if you can't sing it right Dance away now melody, dance away now It's the way to fail more gracefully See me jump up and fall to pieces It's sad…

This song was written about being regressed under hypnosis , to discover what happened , when as a young boy i started a fire in a cornfield , and hid from the trouble i knew would ensue , it was recorded live

This was written as part of a concept album inspired by the work of Pablo Picasso ,Trevor Lewis is a member of Songcrafters music forum , he came up with the idea of writing poems to 12 Picasso paintings , then put them out for people to put music…

So I dropped the guitar into DADGAD tuning for the first time, threw a capo on the third fret, rifled off something nice, and sent it to Movement to Contact for his contribution, got it back, did some mixing... Here is the result. YOU NEED…

Written and Recorded: February 22, 2011 DADGAD, DADGBD

Reworked the vocals a bit (quite a bit). And yet again! And now, Gumbo Stu is singing backup bits. Thanks for the vocals Gumbo, a very welcome addition! And, as requested, here are the lyrics: I'm Not Afraid You can blow me up You…

This was based on a flying dream I had months ago. (Actually, more like a crashing dream, since while I was able to pilot myself into the heavens, I guess I forgot to turn off gravity.) The fellow described appeared in the dream, casting…

jazzsequence - bass, mix mangler daedae - spacey, acoustic guitar Jahn - Electric Guitar Analog Effects Commoner - Found and common percussion jesmiaus - flpitchervocals Uncle Tompa - Percussion and Ambient Synth Ronny Wærnes - contact mic feedback…

Just a little song about another hopeless romantic. Actually, I just really like the name Svetlana.

I wrote this because It seemed like the proper thing to do. I had considered casting it into the abyss, but thought better of it when I heard angelic voices emanating from within its belly.

Reg is still in the empty bar but this time he decides to sing along and let his Blues out..........he wakes.......

Final version I wanted to have a banjo fiddle tune but i still haven't learnt to play either instrument, so this is my famous 1 string banjo technique, with mandolin and guitar. It's style is inspired by meeting Morgan O'Kane and Ferd 4 last…

Final version An unaccompanied song about bedtime. Not a lullaby though. Oh no! What does anyone think of the 'cat's moustache' line - it seems like that's a make or break call right there and i like it when i read it but it's hard to sing without…

I was Inspired to record this song by the Comet Temple One that was photographed from outer space just recently in the news

Another page from my "sketchbook". This is typical. Not much detail. But a real feeling or two emerges. Like a potters perfectly turned shard or the poet's beautiful line that she's never found more words to join with...

Just a little vocal valentine. Improvised.

There was only one helping of biscuits and gravy left, which I warmed up for my son, who stormed out the door stating emphatically that he was off to join the Navy instead of going to school and so there I was, having gained a good breakfast while…

As bassy as I could get. I suppose. I dunno, I like it, hope someone else does!