This is another Prime Meridian song. I wanna say late 1997 or early 1998. We tended to write songs in bunches, but I don't think so in this case. If I remember correctly, this one just sort of fell into place somehow. We were noodling around…

Antonia Anni didn't believe me when I said I could do it.

Some guy mentioned me on twitter wanting me to listen to him speak but he had some stupid song in the background so I teased him for it.

Sometimes where are smart ways to answer stupid questions without resorting to insults or sarcasm.

I'm not too keen on this upload. I may delete it later on once I put some new ones in.

This is a sneak peak to our very newest song. Please feel free to post comments, suggestions and pictures of you eating to this track.

another Reg saga....will he or will he not find love this year...is he on the wagon...has he fallen...what the hell is he up too this year....all will be revealed....... I WANT YOU GONE Baby i just don’t feel it i just don’t feel it no more…

I had fun singing this at the open mic this past week. Originally written for a song writing challenge using the phrase *"Chicken Plucking Time In Petaluma"*

mashup of Shane Cadman & Jeff Fairbanks for Sound-In, 1/23/15

Um, I'm not sure.

from the album "ZERO" featuring Alex Moody on vocals you used to be someone I could believe in someone much better than me and now you're no better than the others i'm sorry to say... you weren't so smart locking yourself in your house…

Electric guitar and percussion ensemble

This was written while I was working in a studio back in 1994 or 95. It was originally just a few little piano licks that I arranged into a song. I remember at the time I had trouble playing some of the parts on guitar, and some of the sections…

From "The Fruits Of Their Labours" (2014). Copyright © 2014 by The Apple Zed. All rights reserved. - I open my eyes, and I rise with no pain This shouldn’t be possible. It can’t be explained away A million volts - it should have cooked…

From "The Fruits Of Their Labours" (2014). Copyright © 2014 by The Apple Zed. All rights reserved. - Sanctuary on the shore I departed years before Waves are dousing, but the rising sun helps dry me in the dawn Staggering aboard a bus…

From "The Fruits Of Their Labours" (2014). Copyright © 2014 by The Apple Zed. All rights reserved. - Staring down Death in the hell that was war I'd seen no memories, flashbacks, or visions I only saw myself cowering in fear Gasping…

From "The Fruits Of Their Labours" (2014). Copyright © 2014 by The Apple Zed. All rights reserved. - I awake from a dreamless sleep The Golden Apple still rich on my tongue And oh, it tastes just as sweet Here at the end as when I was…

From "The Fruits Of Their Labours" (2014). Copyright © 2014 by The Apple Zed. All rights reserved. - All my possessions finally behind me There's nothing left that's tying me down The clicking of the train tracks reminds me Of that tiny…

From "The Fruits Of Their Labours" (2014). Copyright © 2014 by The Apple Zed. All rights reserved. - “The time has come,” the warden said, “for tomorrow, you will die So choose your last meal. We’ll sauté anything before you fry” I’d…

From "The Fruits Of Their Labours" (2014). Copyright © 2014 by The Apple Zed. All rights reserved. - Guess it's finally time to go Greet the Reaper, my old foe Wish him well, stand at his side Take his victory in stride He's been…

From "The Fruits Of Their Labours" (2014). Copyright © 2014 by The Apple Zed. All rights reserved. - Lighting flashes as the storm gathers round. I know the tracks will be slick Can’t let the train get out of control; I gotta think quick…

From "The Fruits Of Their Labours" (2014). Copyright © 2014 by The Apple Zed. All rights reserved. - "Johnny Boy's A Hero," all my hometown papers read I was frightened all that fuss would go straight to my head Never wanted guts or glory…

From "The Fruits Of Their Labours" (2014). Copyright © 2014 by The Apple Zed. All rights reserved. - The last of the truly great explorers I’ve seen all that the world has to show me But now, the dream grows cold My life needs a new…

by Joshua Tillman (aka Father John Misty)

adapted parlor acoustic to slide guitar. An improvisation reflecting on awaking to a roof leak in my recording room from an overnight snow.

another improvisation after raising the strings via found objects about the same height to make a slide guitar out of my parlor guitar. Tuning is fairly low tension though the string raise nut and saddle are raising pitch. Shot glass for slide.

This song makes it's third appearance on alonetone. Once from a cassette tape of the band playing it back in 1997, once from my first crack at an album in a month back in 2007, and now this. This song was so simple and basic and nothing but…

No way could I ever sing this.