Our modern minimalist slow builder.

American perspective rock song.

no guilt clean slate no guilt clean slate no guilt clean slate raw deal dealt by me today goin to church it will be okay say a prayer in a quiet voice drink some coffee and rejoice clean slate no guilt clean slate no guilt clean slate…

Jazzy history lesson.

Languid tribute to Dylan's Desire album, with updated context.

Soft sweet song about a hot night out.

What if Lou Reed and the Velvets had a guest appearance on Sesame Street?

An anthemic rocker to close the show.

written and recorded for rpm 2010.

written and recorded for rpm 2010.

written and recorded for rpm 2010.

written and recorded for rpm 2010.

written and recorded for rpm 2010.

This song is made entirely from samples from Left 4 Dead 2. Valve, please don't sue!

written and recorded for rpm 2010. lyrics by b french - thanks again!

written and recorded for rpm 2010.

written and recorded for rpm 2010.

written and recorded for rpm 2010.

written and recorded for rpm 2010. cute boy - ally.

You’re taking me down Breaking me down again Circling around Spinning toward the bottom It’s a place we know Where we always go We can’t get lost We know the way Do we crave the dark Long for misery Embrace the end To only rise again

written and recorded for rpm 2010.

So he’s gone What are you going to do now You lived and breathed for him all these years You can’t do without Just find another Get another one It’s easy to find one to take his place You think you have a void A hole to fill But nothing…

It enters us Without us knowing Not welcome Uninvited Go away Leave me alone Give me peace Let me rest Eat us from the inside Bit by bit Cell by cell Multiplying Taking over Invaded Go away Leave me alone Give me peace Let…

How can you love me How can you need me When all you do is take When all you do is take I’ll give it all Until there’s none But you’ll still want more All you do is take All you do is take How can you want me How can you love me I’ll turn the…

I hear you Calling my name Like a whisper And a scream You haunt me Forever Twist your arms Around my neck In a dead embrace Locked with love You haunt me You haunt me I tore the paper From the walls To see what Was underneath You left no…

I miss the smell of your hands Your breath The feel of your skin We didn’t have to talk Just understood What the other was We are of the same But we knew The end would come Time is no friend We are not healed The pain is old But feels new…

The story of a shooting. I only wish I could take credit for the guitar work. The solos are by the fabulous Andy Samford.

Trying to be a better man. Featuring the vocal talents of Clarke McMurray.

A story of a flood.

If you're not in top shape, you're listed as day-to-day.

The true story of a man in Florida who required people to come to his party to get their inheritance.

Goodbye from the carnival

Welcome to the carnival

There was a donkey show. The donkey was sick. They replaced him with a rabbit.

A nod to Husker Du

A story recounting a movie plot

In the moment So alive Taunting death Every color sings Every smell Breathe deep Open wide All is new Sounds inspire Electric space Shed the skin Of the old All is new All is new Take my hand Run so fast We’re alive Taunting death

I wish you could see The beautiful light That surrounds you It touches me, touching you We look at these pictures When we were young Long for yesterday When we knew nothing Now we know so much Too many things Why can’t we let go Forget everything…