that is not a sample you hear in the background, it is the dryer going. leave it in? okay, sure i'll leave it in. it's these artistic decisions we're all forced to make.

A Bonus track for "Summer Twilight on Triton;" more of the same, but shorter.

didn't know what to call this track, but once i came up with a title, it wrote itself! i heard on npr about how all this junk of ours is making outerspace around Earth a very dangerous place to be. this track is trying to reflect that danger.

this was one of the hardest to do, the 2nd half was great, but i hated the first half and was stressing with getting it to gel. so i scrapped it completely and started over. i think it was a wise decision.

I literally pulled this out of my ass in a few minutes. The lyrics just poured out of me once i decided to sing about myself. Very autobiographical, also inspired by polka music. i love polka music!

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?

from the RPM 2009 album, "Spilt Hony" This was an experiment to write a song using one sentence. I ended up with 3 small ones.

I was just imagining a morning at the Waits household.

i am thinking about words tonight they can be hard as nails they-can be as shapeless as water they can break your heart they can hang like a chain hold you up for years cause you to think twice take away your fears you are falling in love…

you are like the rain that falls with the snow or is it the other way around i dont know all i know is i love you and cant get above you it is driving with no place to go the muscle and the bone i find that keeps my heart in line just…

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…

1.Afsluitdijk ...is a Dutch word and it's the name of the dam/road going from the province Friesland to North-Holland (and Amsterdam) The lyrics are about a 15-year old boy who feels so trapped in the boring Frisian town he's living in that he…

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…

"In a reformatted world with deleted people, there are still enough dead links that some individuals might indirectly be aware of the existence of those deleted. To everybody else, they'd seem either spiritual and/or mentally imbalanced…

somewhere around 3 minutes you should here the sound of people chopping down a tree in the Peruvian Amazon turn into the beat of the song. This song was somewhat influenced by Kim Hiorthøy.

Rough sketch of a proposed dreamy 12 string piece that I couldn't pull off on the 12 string so did this quick electric version with vocal pads. Not sure of the recording quality- sounds OK in my cans and kinda crappy on my monitors. Recorded march…

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

How I love my wife . . .

lyrics: The silence sometimes is all you have to say and I believe it, and you and everything surrounding the skin beneath your eyes Time's without a shield or an attack against the sight of a lifetime that was burning you by And I may…

An ambulance ride through the poor side of town; a delivery of self and social status lyrics: The outside was a barren wasteland; dilapidated houses garbage on the ground And the buildings' aging faces echoed the sirens and her pain across…

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…

From your parents you will learn everything and nothing without even realizing lyrics: Don't look in the mirror, your skin will never seem as soft Don't wait in the middle when your mind is already made up Just make it home, please…

Fun little tune about the evils of strong drink.

Guitar and vocals. Kind of the opposite of last years 'Honey, Why You Stay With Me'.

10 – Strictly Rehearsed. Written 13th Feb. Recorded 13th/14th Feb. More upbeat shenanigans, this time attacking someone’s who’s off the cuff remarks are pre-prepared (and written as crib notes on their cuffs). Info and lyrics at www.butterflypolite…

05 – Officer’s Mess (March). Written and recorded 2nd Feb. This is as close to beat-boxing as I am able to do. I can only apologise for the smutty pun. Info and lyrics at www.butterflypolite.com/uglifruit

04 – Machiavellian Ways. Written 5th Feb. Recorded 5th/9th Feb. Mark Morriss has written some really witty triple rhymes in a slightly country fashion, and I wanted to try it too. Although I am not sure if I succeeded, I had fun - and got…

03 – Meteorites. Written 2nd/3rd Feb. Recorded 3rd Feb. Inspired by the film ‘Stardust’ where our hero meets a (literal) fallen star. The painful low vocals were particularly fun, and their emotional cracking was acting rather than the fact…

02 – Falling Down Again. Written 17th/18th Feb.  Recorded 17th/18th/19th Feb. A slightly schizophrenic pop song, with a vocal section that also betrays me wanting to be a Beach Boy. Worryingly there is actually a red sticky trickle that seeps…

01 – My Prayer. Written and recorded 16th Feb. Paying homage to ‘Our Prayer’, the opening of SMiLE – the Beach Boy’s album that never was. An extended version of this song appears on ‘28 seconds later’, an album on which each song is exactly…

[Thanks to Helen and Colin for coming to my aid with the warblings! :) ] When You Least Expect It And you're out to dry And its all too hectic Thats when it comes x 2 And it feels electric And you feel alive Cos when you least expect…

You never let me smile You never let me out of sight You never let me live You never learned you had to give I'm taking it away x 2

Let me introduce to you Every woman child and man The place I did my growing up Raised by grandma's hand I think you'll find That folks are kind They're sure to ask you in Enter the warmth Close the door And my story will begin…

Can i get a little whisky in this water said John The day the world stopped being fair I didnt know what to say so I said yeah. I poured a double whisky and I placed it in his hand And said friend, only true friends understand He said friend…

I was a babe You was a man and i was a child. Oh and the pain You was a man and I was a child. You shifted the blame Onto the child I never forgave And if you were here you'd see a man gone wild. Through the eyes of a child. x3…

Tell me can you teach me bout your finely written poetry Dont care about the content I just want to make em notice me Such a fine hand they'd say wooo, study it closely Been practicing all day I think I'm ready least I aughta be. Caligraphy…

It aint like no ones done this before But how can you tire of beautiful chords In the fifties In Tenessee Where my love was born Two young men upped and crossed the yard both cold cos it was rainin hard. One of them turned said…

This song always puts you in a weird mood...forcibly sways your emotional state. There’s some kind of weird juju laced in that song that screws with your emotions no matter how you're feeling. This song uses a lot of layers for bass along with…

This is a serious idea. Gives a good feeling of what this can become.

‘Cut Up’ was a very challenging song for writing bass parts. The guitars in that song are rhythmically dominating. The pay off was a dense piece of music.

We've scrapped many songs but 'Murray' is the oldest song that has survived the test of time.

This was written while living in the studio. For some reason this song seems like music appropriate for a chase scene. This is all bass and drums...no guitars yet. Vic's working on it.

testing new toy - mpc1000

Track 6 of "There's No Justice...Just Us". Daniel Parkhill - Vocals, Guitars, Drums Joe Neff - Bass, Solo Lyrics by Daniel Parkhill, Music by Daniel Parkhill and Joe Neff, 2009

sample based song... basically just messing around on Reason, I still haven't quite figured it out.

smooth chillout track ... something to relax with a little bit edge ... peace, rei

Documentary sound piece for sound 1, remix of Ingrid Burrington's speech

"Slow Build Gamelan" is based on three Indonesian Gongs from FreeSound.org: 24615__anamorphosis__GMB_Jegog_1.wav, 24613__anamorphosis__GMB_Gong_Lanang.wav & 24612__anamorphosis__GMB_Gong_Kempur.wav. I took the three recordings & strung…

so pleased to meet me now please, just go away no introductions needed, i've got nothing left to say so many stories that i really don't need to know this conversation's over, and i really wish you'd go oh please, go away, save yourself i…

shame I make the same mistakes each time adding up, piling on this list of my crimes the biggest to the smallest weigh the same to me buried beneath of mountain with no hope of getting free holding on to my broken dreams shame I have no…