Eerie, mournful, beautiful, but so, so lonely. These are the words of a friend listening to it. When you make a conscious choice as to who you should be, what you were meant to be, what you have failed to be, until now... This one is meant…

I've been listening to early '70's era Eric Clapton quite a bit lately, came up with a riff and tried to write a song that sounds like it could be an outtake from Derek and the Dominoes or 461 Ocean Boulevard.

The title and lyrics come from a spam email I received.

A jam written when I was trying to finish the verse for It's Crazy.

It started with the opening riff. I liked the sound of a twangy guitar riff over a heavy drum loop. The B section has an almost jazzy feel to it. I'm happiest with the bassline.

The 'Autumn Damask' rose is one of the earliest known roses. Of unknown parentage, the blooms are clear, medium pink. It has moderate fragrance, long vigorous 5-8 ft canes and double to semi-double blooms of 3-4". The crusading knights brought…

Even February has a sunny day.

My re-imagining of a piece by kjwise as a Harold Budd/Brian Eno-ish collaboration.

A song about the futility of trying to really express yourself...especially to someone you want to impress... 26th Failed Attempt: When I sat down here tonight and I decided I would write a love song to explain to you why I feel the way…

A sort of electronic/post-rock thing. Came up with a wee tune on the rhodes and built around it.

Was learning a Chaimaria song and getting better at palm muting. This is the result.

through the dead branches, through the dead branches