I was in deep at second, my heels in the outfield - full count No one left out on the bases, familiar faces, the heat breaks a cloud Hands red from the clay dirt as I held up my glove to my faaaaaaace It smells just the way I remember, the…

by XTC

by XTC

The seats are all filled on the zeppelin The Tower of Babel is raised - I’m amazed! And the hope springs eternal Their fears stay nocturnal for now The plastics hold shape in the soil The farmer’s daughter goes blind - so shall I The rooster…

Sunday morning, no such luck My head is dizzy, it’s bright as fuck I’m dying I make my way to south French broad Lumbering wondering where she’s gone or something I see Sam he’s in the same shape as me Bundled in funneling misery by the…

Dian, you say the sun is going down But it's a ways across town I think we've got a little light left Dian, you say you miss me when we talk But I'm the only one who calls Ain’t it funny how that works out Dian, first your sister…

It's very late and I decided to mess with some ambient guitar sounds. Now I'm ready for a nice dream.

Spinning like the wheel Painted on the temple Does the wheel turn slowly Or is it me that moves? I can count the hours And I can name the prophets Kept like silver spoons Struck like wooden matches Should I call it sleep or divine…

It takes a lot to get me going anymore Through Trials and Tribulations The needle drops into a dance I don't forget You've got a way of moving I'm twisted I'm twisted I'm twisted Around your finger

Lyrics: Another morning Such sorry days Long hours working No living wage Oh how I long for The life I crave Sure begs the question When the dam's gonna break Oh watch out Head down Hush your mouth Honey, don't stand…

Brian's songs are so unique, he really is on another level.... They're deep, soulful and fun to jam to. This version has the full coda.😃

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This song was written during the winter of 2006 in the Chicago area. I had fallen hopelessly in love. There was a train to catch and a flight halfway around the world involved. Veejay Andres - melodica, vocals JV Andres - guitar, vocals…

Yes…we’re TRYING to do an AC~DC thing here. The song was written by our lovable drummer Matt, but we all had fun working on it. (The Angus-style guitar lick was mine.) As always, the song is introduced to the band, kicked around and recorded…

I wrote this song for my church's 2011 Good Friday service. It was great to be part of a creative outpouring representing many different age groups and media. Vocals and guitar: JV Andres Holy one You are the way Precious son Of light and clay…

JV Andres - vocals, guitar, clock Veejay Andres - vocals, piano Spirit be the sieve That filters out my thoughts Uphold me and remind me of How much this life has cost Each flight, I feel like I'm taking a hard right From you In…

JV Andres - vocals, piano, guitar, drums Veejay Andres - vocals The love of my life is a constant companion She watches me all night and day Her eyes never rest or avert from the horrors She watches me pillage and burn I see in my own…

Ok, I know that it appears that The Proods have been posting so grim music of late, but this song started out as an homage to one of the Lady-Proods, and just kinda got away from us. More stuff following….bright, chipper love songs.

I had been choosing songs to perform during communion in my church's Sunday services. One Saturday night I was having trouble finding a song that had the themes that I wanted to address, so I wrote one. JV Andres - guitar, vocals Veejay Andres…

This song was originally written for a training video of the Children's Museum of Houston, but is dedicated to anyone working in the field of customer service. JV Andres - guitar, vocals, shaker, pattycake Veejay Andres - piano, vocals, snare…

If we could hear the music that mushrooms make, it might sound something like this. 🍄💚✨ I recorded this while messing around on my semimodular.

Veejay Andres - piano, guitar, drums, vocals JV Andres - vocals Justin Alcasid - bass guitar As he's sitting in his chair The cigarette smoke is lingering in the air And the sun touches his shoe He looks out through the glass The sound…

JV Andres - vocals, guitar Veejay Andres - vocals, piano I say, "Marco." You say, "Polo." I'm trying not to peek. There's barely a sound when you yell from under water. How can I find you if I can't hear you speak? Cootie germs, homework…

-We’re Full Blooded USAnaian- Lyrics… I come from a place called “Amereeca” Naw, you don’t come from “Amereeca” I come from a place called “Amereeca” Naw, you don’t come from “Amereeca” You come from Usa You come from Usa You come from…

She was a fine person.

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It was a few strange April days in our little town of Bad Münder. The sky was low and completely filled (with clouds?), and a yellowish light spread as if from below, and from everywhere. Irene had said at the time that it must have been the wind…