Big drum tes. 20 mics in a church foyer.

Written and recorded for the Record Every Month challenge in July 2025

I talked to big game when I said I’d go to the show now I’m me on the day forgot how it feels to be alone I’m not moving on my own I’m no man I’m a millstone at the bottom of the river i’d flow with upriver of all the live I could…

I came alone No weapons drawn In my hands Or on the page I’m unarmed and blank I saved a song To dance along The room is burning down Holy shit get out I’ll stand on my head To remember what you said I’m a little scrambled…

Guitar improvisation based on the aria "Contessa Perdono" from Mozart's the Marriage of Figaro.

Bait on the hook A curse on the town We laugh like coyotes And cry just like clowns It scrubs off of our fingers A little elbow grease and there it goes Bones in the garden Pitchfork in the hay Mice in the cupboard It’s written all…

I don’t feel great I left my take at the front desk I did not intend For the evening to turn out like it did For me to feel like a new type of idiot I can’t go back cause I’m already on a plane Even if I did, what could I say? I…

Tell 'em that we went out with a bang Please tell 'em that we went out with a bang Smiled and waved at everyone we met Shook hands with the utmost respect Came up with a cure for loneliness Ended all the west coast homelessness Sent another…

Sky keeps getting darker, the heat keeps rising too Sky keeps getting darker, the heat keeps rising too The dog hides neath the back porch I think he knows a thing or two There’s rain come from the ocean in the hills of Tennessee There…

Not the Sinatra one ....I'm due for a week in Cornwall down by the sea with the family. this year has been quite busy so I feel we need to escape for a while Come fly with me I don’t know where we’re heading to I can…

What did we give away for the things we have? I don’t see any place I haven’t been before But the faces I hold in my mind when I’m drifting off to sleep Are as free as anything could be When all the dollar stores have vanished in the flood…

They turned the old house into rubble with my memories inside Picture frames still hanging, glimmer still in your eyes I think of all the parties that we used to throw Glitter clung to the baseboards like new fallen snow And I'm wishing…

When I go, won't be forever When I go Walk with me through the heather When I go Blade of grass Weeping willow Let me go Hold my hand while I'm sleeping When I go Tap the trees Start the fire When I'm smoke I'll be here for an…

Happy Birthday, but not too loud Mid-life crisis head into town One foot in the cradle, one foot in the grave I still feel young but I can sense a change There has got to be more than this Crooked lines with straight edges Michael tells…

by the Black-Eyed Snakes

I’ll hit the road Tonight I suppose My eyes do a roll When you make your joke (why are you gonna hit the road? Are you mad at it?) I wanted to Be of some use Words in my mouth Cut my tongue out It’s not so bad This foreign land…

O I sing I hate the wind it keeps me from you people say I'm no good how can that be true and the day is cold and the leaves have turned and air is sour and the grass has burned a knife that's looking for a sheath but finds instead…

You put the pedal to the metal So we could drown the noises out Running from the city Escaping from the crowds To a little piece of nowhere To pick the pieces up So we can put 'em back together So we can prove we are enough Flip the…

I ride an old paint I lead an old dam I'm going to Montana To throw a houlihan They feed in the coolies They water in the draw Their tails are all matted Their backs are all raw Ride around Ride around real slow The fiery and the snuffy…

Mahogany dust, and grass in my lungs I pull myself to a higher run I’m chock full of maple I bring to the table A penchant to be so high strung What a friend for to have I’m not dead. I’m just sad. If you’re talking to me And you see…

Strung out from the high road Strung out from the pavement Listening to the echoes Of what my lover's saying East of Oklahoma West of Arizona South of Colorado And a thousand miles from nowhere I'm on the struggle bus Spend my mornings…

Back to Basics .. Drum , Bass, Guitar add some Soft Synth backing .. Recorded, Mixed in Logic Pro .. Enjoy !!

We go dey alright is an afro beat song to encourage all hustlers.. enjoy