This sonata was written in the wake of the COVID pandemic from 2021 to 2023. Its movements express my feelings about the madness of it all. Our world is unjust and only getting more terrifying with each passing year. May we find a way to overcome…

Debugger Breaking Down As The Simulation Begins Playing 52 Card Pickup. I'm praying to be dealt a new hand.

A Funk-Rock song, very energetic

Next Version of Acido Omingo. I think this will be the final version. Maybe a little bit more mixing but the arrangement is complete :-)

Trucks pass by my house all night Across the river east and west I hike for several hours a day And climb upon the granite crest Where I can see the valley floor And forest with its secret streams The gold mined towns that lie below…

everybody's waiting for the light but we don't need the sun to show our bright side strip away the veil before your eyes wading in with nothing on our minds good morning swimmers if you should respond to our invite you may even come…

Lessons not, quickly forgotten. Stable eye, upbuild downtrodden. Troubled times, lay down often. Catch the sky, once in a while. No longer a sound. Lack of presence feelin' down. Nothing to put my arms around. Emptiness is not profound…

One last cup of coffee Before I hit the road Where I’m going You only know Don’t forget me Once i’m sold Breaking down slowly I suppose so I’m beaten up But I’ve grown up Beaten up Grow up You’ll make someone happy For a year…

I'm mistepping, I'm a step behind Everybody wants to own you everybody wants to show you up I'm mistepping, I'm a step behind Notes: Matt Parker on bass Jarrett Osborn on Drums