more march into covers to explore :)

one of my lesser favorite doors songs but still love this one ;)

Call that dark, feels cold to me? And I'm waiting for the sound of dead leaves falling.

We all sing the song, caffeine-maddened hipsters drunk on double espresso. Chatter along.

Punk rock goodness for all you leather types.

Ah, the sad beauty of a lovely day down the town. Come walk with us.

Beware the back alleys and loading docks where the lines become blurred and we all become lost.

After the long night, too much beer, too much conversation, too many memories. It's Sunday Morning, folks.

Get up! Get down! Now, get busy!

When all is said and done, we all walk home alone.

Will I Ram style UPDATED DECEMBER 8th 2012

Hearts of Mars playing live at Daves Oktoberfest party in 2011. playing one of our RPM songs from our 2011 album.

another live RPM song from or second album.

Another live RPM song from our second RPM effort ECHOES UNDER THE SURFACE.

yet another live RPM song from our second RPM effort.

A live version of a song from our first RPM effort AMERICAN ASHTRAY.

live version of another tune from our 2011 RPM effort.

An heroic jam for an heroic character.

With the winds of creation streaking their faces, our heroes take flight into the deepest recesses of the Genreverse. Come join them.

The theme from the novel Leadfoot Angels.

A song ever in need of a title.

They stand up and sit down, infinite myriad impulses contraidicated by evolutionary imperatives.

The heavy strings sigh and sway, building towards menacing elegance.

Now with more cowbell! Yee haw!

Because even a thematic element deserves its own theme song. And the Machine grinds on.

A fine dose of melancholic posing.

Lots of fun working on this one. Hope you like it!

I am The Count!

I will drown my feet until you get there, at your home I will stare at your sleep until you’re awake until you’re gone On the top of my dreams I clearly see that you’ve been crying There’s a reason to change if you’ll just let me prove what…

Good Morning are you feeling alright In my mind it's you on my sight Last night I've been forward to you When I hope you feel the same way too It's coffee time smoke in the air I forgot to wash my face and my hair Last night I've been forward…

I have something to say, I hope it’s ok This coming days I will be so far away I won’t be around, not even a sound I’m into brand new things I’ve found In this town Give me, give me a break coz I want to stay To the place where she comes…

And the world we found is a little uncertain now It’s a little uncool but I am here w/ you If you cry tonight sit beside me I will hold you tight Everything will be fine we will stay on this ride On a shallow road we will go and follow the…

Here I am, at our New Place I’ve made All the Moves to break our old lease Time to enjoy our Scones and Teas Time to enjoy our Scones and Teas at our new place I finally get to reprise the role of the Happiest Guy It’s a Dog's Life in waiting…

Old school, punk rock, lo-fi, do-it-yourself superlive from the basement. circa 1986

The title track to Aural Sculpture Project. Part ambient music, part spoken word. Enjoy.

Another sonic image of The Broken City.

Minimalist.

A wee snippet of sound.

Why won't the voices stop?

Prepare to be moderately annoyed!

Random mischief. Ableton died halfway, so couldn't mix drums and bass properly. Ofcourse, then I rage and delete every Ableton file on the laptop. Heh, TMI.

Part 2 of a conjoined song, which was separated at birth... The animation for the video was doodled by Dax Norman, from Austin TX...

The band I like won't come to this town, so I gotta make my own damn sound... (From my 2009 album, Texoskeleton)

Written & recorded in the year 2000. This one has one of my longest guitar solos.

I'm pretending it's still Feb. and recording the iOS electronic album I was intending to for RPM, it's February somewhere. iPhone apps used: Argon, sir Sampleton, nLog midi synth

One part simple piano, one part frenetic jam.

For when that all night rave itch comes tickling at your soul.

Trippy and discordant.

Blues. :/

From (failed) RPM2012. Lyrics by Angie Fights Crime.