I ruin Lindsey Buckingham's / Fleetwood Mac's ballad about ICBMs.

(M. Worthy/D. Wood) A song I co-wrote while I was in a band. 50% of the lyrics are mine - I'm not sure which 50% but I can guess. This is a recent recording, and I mainly did it to test out my new recording setup. I sang it while my 3 yr old…

Paulo Duarte - electric guitar Fernando Simões - trombone Paulo Chagas - soprano sax and bass clarinet

Rock type sounds, Thanx for Tuning in !!! "G"

A five minute clip from Beside a Forest Stream, a sixty minute environmental recording.

THanks to Bethan Mathis for the voice talent and Roxanne Sawhill for the words from her dream!

Samples used: http://www.freesound.org/people/Voktebef/sounds/39439/ http://www.freesound.org/people/BristolStories/sounds/65916/

just need a rapper now this one was cool to make

I thought it would be fitting to post this today, on Memorial Day, as a tribute to my friend William Easley, as well as all who have fought and died in wars, American or otherwise. Sometime back in the 60's William (Billy from here on) heard…

Wooden Sam Mike Basil: Lead Vocal Gary Miller: Rhythm Guitar Mick Lovering: Lead Guitar Andy Gupta: Bass Todd Vierra: Drums John Scunziano: Lyrics Composed by Steffen Offermann & Mike Basil Mixed & Mastered by Steffen Offermann…

IMO John sounds like David Essex. :) Music: Steffen Offermann & John Green Lyrics: John Green Vocals, Lead Guitar: John Green Rhythm Guitar: Henry Mittnacht Mix & Master: Steffen Offermann

The best song from the best horror movie ever made. Well, my version anyway. Enjoy.

SAMBANGOLÉ, the soundtrack, lo nuevo de renato paone, de venta en colombia

A song about falling head-over-heels in love with the wrong person... and the weeks that followed.

An acoustic cover of a Flaming lips song. Featuring Raul Hernandez on the sax!

A short instrumental tune for your listening pleasure.

I don't have too many old songs left to upload, so I'm digging into "B" side territory. This is an old song I wrote while at uni, lyrics are pretty naive, but so was i back then.

There's not a drop of RICH MAN'S BLOOD in the puddles of this war. But the blood that's spilled's become a flood of the hungry and the poor. There is not a trace of RICH MAN'S BLOOD in the bags that hang beside the beds of legless soldiers…

I did it! Starts off a little cheesy, but I really was on a train, going in a westerly direction, when I wrote that! Enjoy! xox

Every sat in a room and sulked a little....and thought i"m not giving in this time......and then reason hits home..........

And finally picking up where i left off in february when i failed to complete this year's RPM challenge! Clearly ======= i see clearly in the darkness where nothing needs to hide i see clearly in my bitterness seeking cold comfort again…