What the hell's a djembe? No, me neither. So it gets an airing in the intro. Tried to hit a just-behind-the-beat edginess to fit in with the just-behind-comfortable intent of the song. Titles are hard. *Tech Corner* More clangs and thuds…

A mention to freesounds.org -- a hole full of rabbits and, um, a Portland Ferry. The ferry's foghorn makes an appearance on this track: a love song. Elsewhere there's the usual synthery -- including Vocaloid vocal synth -- plus some orchestral…

It's a sick world we ya live in. And with the fulfillment of prophecies of endtimes unfolding, signs we can't miss, "We Call To You" takes our hearts back to Jah. #Jesussaves

This was rejected at a songwriter competition. You be the judge.

It's systemic, how dem a have and play we down. But a time is near and Babylon cyaan escape whaa come fi dem.

2025 RPM Challenge song idea number six becomes finished song number 12. I like this one. I thought about naming it "Hyperactive Zany" but thought better of it. The GarageBand drummer would have worked up quite a sweat if it were a real person…

But then something goes wrong with the drive system! With a series of alarming noises, we drop out of hyperspace and drift for a bit while the crew checks out the system.

I was talking to someone about "sus" chords and decided to use as many as I could. The theme of the song came naturally. I can remember what my mother told me many years ago There’s a cloud that follows me everywhere I go She said it…

2025 RPM Challenge song idea number 17 becomes finished song number two. Just playing with a bass loop and little fills on top of it. I saw this as sort of a throw away, but I find that I sort of like it for some reason. No electric guitars…

Another song for RPM. Probably the album closer, as I'll want something a bit hopeful after all the pessimism in my other tracks. Hey It’ll all be all right Stay We can make it through the night And in the morning When the sun comes…

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Yet another RPM song, a bit of a blue one... Another sleepless night Back on the meds Feels like the bed is shaking Heart beating out of my chest Lying six feet under Roses on my grave Feels like the end of the world But I’m trying…