You have a decision to make.

Love is an illusion, especially when you love a hologram.

Hypnorotic

Just like mama always said, watch out for strangers.

And we're out.

Seige

Lucid Dementia

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RPMX track 3 I was pissed off. Still am.

Written in Belgium recorded in Redding. A true story in it's entirety.

Dedicated to Meca.com.

Fiction, but barely. Possibly the greatest song ever written about Proberta, Ca.

This one was written on a train in 1999. I was "Feeling like Rome after the Gallic sack...."

A further elaboration of Nick Ciampi's classic tune "Coke Valley." Features references to a classic Ned Beaty movie that has caused generations of young men to pucker any time they hear the work "SQUEEL" or the phrase "purty mouth."

The Dean of Rhythm, Brother Kevin John Kenny, has been a long-time advocate of this song that chronicles what was going on in the world of San Francsco mixed-use commercial-residential zoned building in the late 1990s.

"Perhaps the greatest Walt Whitman/Englebert Humperdinck-influenced hymn of denial I have ever heard. I wrote it just for that reason, here is a guy, or gal, saying that every unacceptable thing they ever did was for their girlfriend/boyfriend…

"This one came from a conversation I overheard on the 15 Third bus on the way to work one morning. A guy was talking about how he DUI'd in his brand new Mustang and how everything went down hill from there. Later that week, I saw him preaching…

There are many different kinds of bread....

Brian wrote this song while walking in San Francisco in 1999, three years before his Hank Williams' year (29th year). "I was trying to convey how I was feeling at the time and I had the realization that Hank might have thought the same thing right…

"I got really into Lightning Hopkins in 2001. I used to listen to him when I was bottling olive in the early days at Pacific Sun Olive Oil. I wrote a bunch of songs in my head while I was bottling and labeling and dipping the bottles in the wax…

I wrote this on a Greyhound Bus.

I wrote this on the shores of a lake in Redwood City.

"'Smoke Signals' is for Chef Chris Bianco and it contains many sentiments that he shared with me on the Don Bolles trip to Phoenix. It contains a great deal of wisdom and abstract truth which is what most of my communication with Chris is like…

I wrote this song a long time before I ever wrote it down: it lived in my head for nearly a decade before I recorded it in 2002. I am happy to dust it off and let it breathe again. I hope you enjoy.

RPMX track 4 Skin of silk, tungsten steel Machine of lust, seems unreal Simple chores are what you’re for I remade you for so much more My love is gone forever now But you will do, 'cos I know how To modify you’re software now Will…

RPMX album Cold Ground Was My Bed track 6