"Choices" by Nikki Giovanni If I can't do what I want to do then my job is to not do what I don't want to do It's not the same thing but it's the best I can do If I can't have what I want... then my job is to want what I've got…

Lyrics: I'm not sleeping I'm staring at the ceiling My mind's a thousand miles away I'm finding faces in the shapes of plaster that was scraped on the ceiling Killing time is not so bad but when you're trapped inside your head…

Lyrics: A lazy hound lying on the couch sleeping the day away The sunlight comes pushing through the curtains warming the old dog's face The savory smell from a wood burning stove holds you while you awake Brew some tea while others emerge…

Lyrics: No one told me to watch my back I was thinking 'bout what I lack What's a boy supposed to do Life has got me blue No one told me to watch my back Now it seems I've gone off the track It wasn't that hard to do It caught me by…

Lyrics: I was walking through the square when I heard the towers fell from a stranger passing by and they caught it live couldn't believe my eyes And we talked a lot about what it meant to be a free society and our resiliency but we…

sung by my family for my mum's upcoming birthday

Mostly for the opportunity to play the Harmonica.

other stuff i never finished

The first beat I ever made, first song I produced :) Please forgive the ill advised symbol.

My big hit, I guess. Everyone seems to love this track. I do too. It's inspired by The Mars Volta's track "L'Via L'Viaquez," but I took things in more of a Pink Floyd direction with the extended synth solo that is evocative of the instrumental…

Cover of original track by Beaus of Beethoven.

This is the first of 3 dramatic pieces I wrote for piano

Recorded: Feb 14, 2009 Details: Epiphone Les Paul (DADGBE), Seymour Duncan Pickups, POD XT, Boss RC-20 Looper, EBow, Audacity, Sound Forge.

Another fingerpicky gospel instrumental. From the old days.

Just a little jazz like thing! Laid back and smooth. Lyrics: "Fish toast miles to taste Lean for boast in those tan haste Door foot rant, dough coelocanth. Dishcloth tree sloth Frosty spot Hose harry hand unwind Meat cat fair on basting rind…

From dis-content and dis-harmony following to the beat of another drummer.

Descending though the darkness searching for the moment of clarity.

thanks to jmb for the remix

Publicado Bajo Autorizacion y sin animo de lucro. www.carranga.org

Two jigs I wrote after returning from Ireland. Sorry for the horrid splice between the two tunes...I'll fix that when I get a chance. Penny whistle, mandolin, acoustic guitar.

Flow is all around us, and sometimes there is a lack of flow. This show explored the different facets and associations of flow.

Originally a very different song, slowed to a dragging pace and laced with dense moans of twisted agony. There's a little bit of John MacDonald on lead guitar in the build too.

Feeling a little New Order style roadtrip music.

My goal is to embed this song in your brains.

A very old song that I should have heeded long ago.

After I finished collecting and mixing all the trumpet tracks from Montgomeru, I was no longer sure which one of us actually wrote this song.

More Montgomeru on trumpet. The lyrics for this song were written by myself and Mike Connor back when we were Sloth House.

The longing is authentic. What more can I say.

for any one who has a friend or loved one that makes you hope for the best, and fear the worst... this song is for a friend that I have had a long dialog with(years)... he's very self destructive... you don’t care about winning the argument, you…

Recorded December 18, 2008 Guitar: EBEGAD (capo II) Lap Steel: EBEEBE

deeper and deeper i fall to sleep and i am with you again i can't wake up and face the loneliness i won't feel love without you hear the shattered lines, miles and days didn't want to go away nothing i can say now the only way fall into…

A remix my girlfriend Dionne came up with. Part of “The big crash of '07” album. Which is a collection of mostly prototypes of songs that are lost because of a harddrive failure. C'est la vie.

gettin more wrong...

There was a director who was so happy to show off his lead singer to the playwrite... she was young and beautiful and a talented singer... when he finally got to present her to the playwrite... the playwrite nodded, and smiled.. he told the director…

This is one of the prototypes I miss most. It was going to be a great song I'm sure… Nowadays we would probably have pulled or severely altered the idea for the trancy synth and the electric guitar though. There are some vocals which weren't…