you'll find that these songs and the lick lichens stuff are very differnet from chimps

I couldn't think of a dumber title for this, so I went with this one. BTW, it's my favorite track on the album hands down. Too bad I couldn't match it with a haiku. It's just as well: perhaps vocals would have spoiled it. ;)

Opportunity. Why do so many windows Remain unopen?

Bleak frugality-- Scrimp, save, can barely make it-- The unsung percent.

Time for a noodle in the middle of the house move...packing....dumping......sorting...reminiscing..... still waiting to exchange contracts and mean't to be moving Friday....a little stressed

Memory creates A world from possible pasts. Soon it's gone again.

Traffic fines doubled In the road construction zone. Slow down for the cones.

Contains language.

Sometimes I surprise Even myself. So many Masks; which one to choose?

New swallow's lessons: "Before you learn how to crawl, you must learn to fly." I learned after writing this that swallows DO actually crawl around in the nest before they take the plunge. Oh well. You learn something new every day.

First day of April: I have played so many tricks. Who is the fool now?

Sundays in the park: Drumming, traffic, sweet birdsong, Lovely car alarms.

Pungent aroma, Skunk versus car, skunk loses. Mommy won't come home.

Aeolean muse, Sing to me your dulcet tones: Windchimes in autumn. (I actually heard the first three notes of this piece on my windchimes and the whole thing unfolded from there.)

from the dusty dance halls of the past a reverie

Raking on Sunday: Leaves observe no one's Sabbath; Neither, then, shall I.

Recorded at an oceanography meeting in Salt Lake City this February (2012). The Ekman Spiral is a phenomena that describes the vertical change in ocean current from wind at the surface, which is in a spiral decreasing with depth. The spoken…

Re-recording of an old song I'd originally written for an even older band, Buckle. I think Buckle's been done now for almost eighteen years, so it may be safe to dust this off now and expose it to light again.

A "remix" I did a while back that got lost in the shuffle. The original was for our 2010 RPM album "Onion Bell" and can be found here: http://alonetone.com/cavestreet/playlists/onion-bell

Here's another little something that I somehow got sidetracked on posting.... Thanks for the jams Norm! One of these days I'll bounce something fresh your way....

Revisiting this track too. For some unknown reason, the church across the street from my former abode occasionally rang their bell at 7:30 in the morning. Not every Sunday. Come to think, Sunday wasn't the exclusive day either. At any rate…

The 15th and final song written for RPM and FAWM. Fittingly the lyric is about the end of the process... even though there was still a ton left to do when I came up with it. I guess I was feeling optimistic, which is seriously unusual for me.

"O give thanks unto the LORD, for he is good: for his mercy endureth for ever. Let the redeemed of the LORD say so" Psalm 107:1-2

From RPM 2012 album, "The Kitchen Sink" First track - title comes from an unintended vocal sample. 2/26/12 MPT: I already uploaded a fresh copy. I wanted it to sound like a vocal ensemble in a dumpster, but I might have initially gone overkill…

Part Of Kitchen Sink, the RPM 2012 album for AMUC.

Part Of Kitchen Sink, the RPM 2012 album for AMUC. It started out as a tribute to the old sci-fi movie, "The Quiet Earth", and became something else. Freesound samples used: 42190__digifishmusic__siiiilence.wav 20765__radian__sorrysorry…

Part Of Kitchen Sink, the RPM 2012 album for AMUC.

Part Of Kitchen Sink, the RPM 2012 album for AMUC.

Part Of Kitchen Sink, the RPM 2012 album for AMUC. Freesound Samples Used: 18451_zippi1_sound_singing4.wav

Part Of Kitchen Sink, the RPM 2012 album for AMUC. Not sure what genre this would fit into: Experimental Corporate Gothic Steampunk Electro-folk? (Although, I guess the 'experimental' is sort of implied by the rest of the name.)

Part Of Kitchen Sink, the RPM 2012 album for AMUC. I was planning to write a love song, but .. it didn't quite come out that way. 3/11/12 - I re-recorded the first verse with better-sounding vocals. I'm leaving the version on the RPM Jukebox…

The homophobic Reverend was embroiled in a homosexual sex and crystal meth scandal in 2006. This was my rally song for him. I was hoping he would preach on why it is not bad to be gay. INstead he went and got reprogrammed.

This was an entirely improvised tune. The story kind of tells itself. Red wine and marijuana on the roof of the Hotel Vitale can lead to events that are no bueno. Blacking out behind the wheel is no bueno. Ingesting marijuana unknowingly in a…

A friend told me about this experience. I cannot name names but he insisted it was a true story. The "Phil" mentioned is not retired Senator from Texas "Phil Graham," I don't care what he says, he was not there: the evidence is conclusive.

After a brief hiatus out in the weeds, I found myself back on my own course, but what to do if the force knocks me off my horse and breaks the resolve of my frame to sustain?

Don Bolles was a newspaper reporter who was killed in Phoenix, Arizona in 1976 while investigating a land deal that was closely tied to the Mafia. He was blown up in front of the Hotel Clarendon, and I had a scary experience at the same hotel…

I grew up in Redding, California. That part of Northern California is more like Alabama than it is San Francisco. Hence, it could be called "Calibama."

If you ever drive on Interstate 5 in California, between Sacramento and WIlliams, you will drive by both Arbuckle and College City. This is their song.