Another experiment... This time in Spanish 2/25/12: Somehow the original file got broken, so I had to re-upload this... nothing new here, except I lost all my nice comments :(

Written by Greg Connor Lyrics: Mini Van I’m driving my Mini Van around I’m driving it everywhere in town I’m driving my Mini Van Try to catch me if you can I’m driving my Mini Van around Seems Like I can always catch the eye…

Ray Bans typify 80s cool. Am I too old? Son says, "Dad, those fail!"

Flesh-eating zombies, Aliens, robots, vampires! B-movie madness!

played on my PS3 guitar midi controller details http://chrisvaisvil.com/?p=2161

They without honor Rule iron-fisted, never Earning our respect.

this was a rough month

we didnt have the focus to write lyrics for the ambitiuous list of twenty tracks.

theres a harmonica in here somewhere

basically i gave up

i gave up on my expectations of this project, and i am happy with the results

sci fi

nearly an acoustic solo

so thats ten songs on chimps, now to upload to hot wheels spaulding and lick lichens, twenty tracks all together, and the most interesting stuff.

the songs which are coming to the hot wheels page should have all had lyrics and should have all been lick lichens, but they dont, so hear they are

given

yep, some rpm2012 stuff

okay this is number seventeen then, on to lick lichens

I couldn't think of a dumber title for this, so I went with this one. BTW, it's my favorite track on the album hands down. Too bad I couldn't match it with a haiku. It's just as well: perhaps vocals would have spoiled it. ;)

Opportunity. Why do so many windows Remain unopen?

Bleak frugality-- Scrimp, save, can barely make it-- The unsung percent.

Poor Mxyzptlk! Never pulled one over on Superman for long.

Time for a noodle in the middle of the house move...packing....dumping......sorting...reminiscing..... still waiting to exchange contracts and mean't to be moving Friday....a little stressed

Memory creates A world from possible pasts. Soon it's gone again.

Traffic fines doubled In the road construction zone. Slow down for the cones.

Contains language.

Sometimes I surprise Even myself. So many Masks; which one to choose?

New swallow's lessons: "Before you learn how to crawl, you must learn to fly." I learned after writing this that swallows DO actually crawl around in the nest before they take the plunge. Oh well. You learn something new every day.

First day of April: I have played so many tricks. Who is the fool now?

Sundays in the park: Drumming, traffic, sweet birdsong, Lovely car alarms.

Pungent aroma, Skunk versus car, skunk loses. Mommy won't come home.

Aeolean muse, Sing to me your dulcet tones: Windchimes in autumn. (I actually heard the first three notes of this piece on my windchimes and the whole thing unfolded from there.)

from the dusty dance halls of the past a reverie

Raking on Sunday: Leaves observe no one's Sabbath; Neither, then, shall I.

Re-recording of an old song I'd originally written for an even older band, Buckle. I think Buckle's been done now for almost eighteen years, so it may be safe to dust this off now and expose it to light again.

I purchased a new M-Audio midi keyboard during RPM. The software alone was worth the $100. There was no chance I was wasting any time during RPM with a learning process. Today, I got the opportunity to install the software and plug it in. This…

Something that I'm now ready to share from last September. Took a while. But recent changes made it possible. Blues rock I'd guess.

A "remix" I did a while back that got lost in the shuffle. The original was for our 2010 RPM album "Onion Bell" and can be found here: http://alonetone.com/cavestreet/playlists/onion-bell

Revisiting this track too. For some unknown reason, the church across the street from my former abode occasionally rang their bell at 7:30 in the morning. Not every Sunday. Come to think, Sunday wasn't the exclusive day either. At any rate…

Traffic in Eastern Massachusetts blows. Just saying.

The 15th and final song written for RPM and FAWM. Fittingly the lyric is about the end of the process... even though there was still a ton left to do when I came up with it. I guess I was feeling optimistic, which is seriously unusual for me.