rawk. mostly acoustic

Track 7 Buddha Box Series RPM Challenge

Track 4 Buddha Box Series RPM Challenge

*Rap/Hip-Hop with electric piano* I start off each morning with my favorite drug Cook it up in the kitchen and take a slug Coffee so black it helps me to wake Prepared to attack the problems I face Maybe it's keeping my blood pressure high…

*Rap/Hip-hop with glitchy electronic beats.* It's 20 years since this started up Let me tell you how it was: a 4-track Radio Shack tape deck Hissing overdubs I tried to get it down Record what I had to say I thought I had all the time…

*Rap/Hip-Hop with electronics and glitchy beats* I had a friend with a problem that everyone ignored Pretending not to notice when he fell onto the floor Never asked a question when he showed up late Lacerations from a situation Bruises…

*Electronic rock. Sounds like* **_IAMX_** *and* **_Depeche Mode_** This is much better than it’s ever been before Much more real More rich More speed More more I feel like I could go forever and it only hurts when I stop This is much…

*Electronic rock with jungle/drum-and-bass influence* I've never really felt that I was ever good enough But even I can be improved if I just stay tough My teeth are metal reinforced My eyes are plastic lens And daemons run inside my head…

Original working title was something like, "And after six years I finally understood why they sing in the streets here, and could go home." It's sort of about anonymity in the modern city. If that sounds pretentious, that's because it is.

I am concerned with the values of my generation.

One of my darker tracks. This tracks epitomises how RPM felt for me; A progressive struggle where I just got my head down and got stuck in with the thing. In a phrase, this track says to me "Just fucking get on with it."

Easily my favourite track on the album. This was a real forced number at the start of it's life; I was well behind my song quota (5 finished on the 23rd... time to worry) and I needed to knock something out at least. Something clicked about an…

A song that really crept out of nowhere and one that I don't entirely understand its meaning. Some things in the song I can pinpoint the origin, but some I haven't a clue. I'm really happy with the way it turned out - semi-ok vocal and all.

A blatant attempt at exploiting the deep well of The Jesus and Mary Chain/Pixies/Raveonettes/House of Love. A lovingly loud, shiny and guitar-laden paean to those great bands.

The Aliens are landing and a doomsaying prophet is declaring it the end of the world!

Uh-oh. We ran out of Antimatter.

Instrumental love song for a groovy space chick!

*Memories, memories before the end. Sounds like* **_David Sylvian_** *and* **_Fennesz._** *Ambient guitar and vocals* I remember sunshine I remember you I remember laughing Do you remember I do I remember driving I remember the…

*The boat left without me. Sounds like* **_David Sylvian, Fennesz, The Cure_**. *Ambient guitar and vocals* Stayed under too long I guess I lost track of time Why didn’t you think to check If I was alright? There’s not too much sun…

*My take on something like a* **_Neil Young_** *song ("After The Goldrush" meets "Revolution Blues"?)* *Dark modern electronic guitar rock* Well I woke in a cold sweat from a dreamless sleep The winds were blowing papers through the empty…

*Dark modern electronic guitar rock* You can hear it just below the blowing wind Feel it in the nerves beneath your skin Catch a glimpse as you drift away at night But you can’t decode the meaning inside Distant shrieking sets your teeth…

*"We all live in a little Village...your Village may be different from other people's Villages, but we are all prisoners." -* **_Patrick McGoohan_** Modern electronic guitar rock. One day you awaken in a different place Where the names…

The Trinity and Humanity. An interview of Tim Chester by Andrew Cook for the radio programme, Serving Today. www.gbm.org.uk/radio.

I read Carla Zilbersmith's blog, carlamuses.blogspot.com, which inspired the song. She's rather inspiring herself.

A totally sheltered and unable to cope middle-class white kid screws up really badly and is on the run. I don't think he'll make it. Do you?

you tell me what you want you tell what you need i cant give you nothing honey but this pretty little seed where has the sun gone and is it gone forever will it come back someday should we just give it some time i ask you what…

start here at the airport feels like im going blind middle of the day in a dark bar 1000 miles away from peace of mind im tring to remember when i was a kid did the sun set in my back yard i think it did what comes before and goes on…

Another attempt at a Carol Kaye-bassline, slightly more succesfull. I quite like how this turned out although it's kinda slick and not something I could really use in another context (it just sounds like I didn't make it myself which I quite like…

This started sounding quite Nick Caveish and at the same time I wanted to do something with Joe Meek; so it's a murderballad-variation on Johnny Remember me. There's stylophone and theremin in there. The theremin is quite effective at some points…

The Dutch painter Mondrian was apparantly a fervent dancer to Boogie Woogie and that image stuck because he seems such a stiff guy otherwise. So I thought that would make a funny subject for a dance-tune. Normally I wouldn't make a song about…

Here the idea was that I was going to write from the viewpoint of someone who is paralyzed from the neck down and can through technology only watch other peoples life but not participate. It turned out a bit more general and ambiguous than that.

Lyrics: I don't know what you want when you treat me that way I can't help being turned on Is that what you want Just to see what I would do To see if I'm in love with you I'm trying so hard to sit here and ignore the way that you…

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…

Hurtling towards oblivion thanks to a giant catapult owned by a foul-mouthed voodoo child, he sends a final lewd finger gesture back to the world he sought escape from. Unbeknownst to him, Voodoo Boy may have a vested interest in using him…

The monitors of the omniverse are bored out of their mind, and wish something would happen to break the monotony. There are some things that transcend the laws of physics - Murphy's Law is one of those things. ---- May be a little soft for…

Oh crap - somebody broke the multiverse. I should have known those #?%! black holes were a serious security flaw. We were really meaning to fix that, but never got around to it. (It would have cut into our golf time.)

Even the cosmos needs system maintenance. When its IT department decides to delete something, sometimes that something doesn't want to go without a fight. Even computer viruses will do what they can to avoid the reaping hand of a virus checker…

An instrumental song about happiness and puppies and vampires and possibly vampire puppies.

Just under the wire (it's Feb 28, 23:47 in my timezone)... last track for RPM09

The cosmic equivalent of standing on a ledge and jumping off, except, like Mr. Hawking established, black holes sometimes regurgitate their meals - the original matter is usually corrupted in the process. --- From the RPM 2009 album: "Like A…

From the RPM Challenge 2009 album - "Like A Dark Mirror Keeping Its Secrets": Native American Industrial? Sample credits will appear with album info once posted.

sung by my family for my mum's upcoming birthday

How I love my wife . . .

What's so big about NASCAR?

Written while awaiting a CD from one of the artists who participated in the 08 version of RPM.

a state of denial/hope lyrics: I don't care what bad boys say with their little white lies to keep themselves safe drown themselves in fermentations all good girls go to heaven I don't care what bad boys say with their little white…