dubby little thing :)

(written for BC) This full moon. Loving respect, kindness, and a great spiritual power came up in one of my readings this morning. I'm grateful for that being present.

Arctostyle Techno

EMPTINESS It seems to be very difficult for people to be critical of the culture in which they are enmeshed within. There are all sorts of mechanisms that dominant cultures use to further socialize and entrench us: patriotism /// nationalism…

That which you don't posses, your serve

July 26 instrumental, completed July 27, with additional stuff, and lightly remixed July 28. My goal is to add lyrics July 28...

Verse One I try to follow even fall in line To better things Did you really leave behind Your words Verse Two You speak in slilence eyes a mystery I reach for hope But it slips from me like sand Pr Chorus And I, am breathing a lie…

Another Demo. This one was actually the first I wrote in the set. I figured the others would be harder to do so I did them first. Verse One The sun is setting on my Thoughts I can’t find Where I left my peace of mind Am I falling through…

so much depends on a little red wheelbarrow glazed with rainwater beside the white chickens these days a man dies you can't leave him be gotta get his body offa your property mm-hmm so much depends on a red wheelbarrow glazed with rainwater…

Each demo is getting me closer to where I will eventually be to record the album. Drums are really coming together. The next demo will focus more on the rhythm tones. New cab mic coming... Verse I Morning light, spills on the floor Shadows…

Trying out a whole lot of new gear. (Even though it is all really old gear) This demo was mostly for the guitars and drums. All outboard gear and no outside samples where used for the first time for me. Guitars are a greenback style speaker…

Song about my mother instead of my father for once... Another demo, things are choppy, but it is just to get the idea down and to test the set up, spent maybe four hours on it tops. Chorus You never listen when I’m drowning
 I’m breaking…

I saw jack-in-the-pulpit and I knew I belonged And I felt every sermon and I held every song O The trees creaked and shifted as they turned and dropped their leaves And I pulled an empty bottle and I held it to the breeze. Oh this one life…

Solo wurli piece from early 2020.

Cracked glass Lightning Strike The passing Yellow Line Pull over I said I’m fine Everything we took for granted Oh I can taste it Now it all amounts to nothing more than wasted time I said I’ll try Sad sack…

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…

Who will break this ice sleepwalking through the pines Said I won’t tell you twice 100 million times You can’t pay the price We’ll never get the bill You don’t need to atone And though it’s such a thrill To heave the first stone…

Just getting the demos uploaded somewhere - These will act as the refrence tracks for when I go to record the cnext album Ash from the fireplace, driftin' like ghosts in the air Smoke on the ceiling, still clings to the cold in my hair Flickers…

Recorded Live (Field recording) and in Studio for the June 2025 REM (Record every Month) .. Mixed and edited in Logic Pro

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We're getting political with this one.

Day two of the Daily Two! I feel like I flubbed these drums. But I did the thing and that's what matters...

What do you call guys like us, who are from the USA? USA-guys? Why, we’re USAnian of course.

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…

Accidental synthwave. I hated this at first, but it's not bad. I kind of feel like this is me, in the 80s, driving home from work along palm tree lined high way. I had a bad day writing fortran for my job and I'm burnt out.

Subtle change of gray light Heart breaks in sync with the sky As it cries over open fields and tall stands of pines, their delight No weight to the world they rejoice Heavy lids, can't sleep Head like a hornet nest, a buzz with bees…