For this Mother's Day week, a conga improvisation dedicated to Saint Monica and all the other mothers who surreptitiously provide for and incessantly pray for their children. Thanks Mom! ** this could really use a tasty melody to go with…

Conga improvisation. It could really use some vintage surf-style guitar work... 4/8 180bpm.

If you're a musician, we guarantee you've heard these five little words before. Nastier words could never be said.

When I grow up I want to be all grown up...still waiting.

In dedication to those who lost their lives in the 9/11 and 7/7 attacks..... Peace Tharek and Mark -------------- Video Shows the Live Version -------------- Lyrics Say my name Say my name Say it softly but say…


Sequoia Memories...Capo @ 5 C Off the coast of California Where the dolphins ride the waves We stood and watched them from the cliffs above Until the sunlight went away Then we slept in ancient shadows Underneath the redwood trees…

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…

sounds coalesce and become harmonious, no one knows which sounds came from where, and the spirits must have joined in, welcoming a new year

That pretending to be happy when you feel the opposite will get to you ..... All of it a Facade Dancing with the darkness trapped within the facade Smiling having fun laughing All of it a facade All of it a facade…

well Reg just wanted to express himself this afternoon so he got to it ..... Freedom to exspress If I’ve got something to say Well I’m going to say it If i got something I want to do Then I’m gonna do it I believe…

sources: Hungarian Gregorian chants, EOB strat

In the quiet of the morning haze, It drifts beneath the silver trees, No sound escapes, no word betrays, The sorrow stitched in memories. It’s carrying a weight no one else can see, A shadow made of silent history, Every step, a whispered…

I read this article and wrote this song. https://www.nature.com/articles/s41586-025-09413-0 Lyrics: I feel like synthesizing Another little copy of me To lay right here beside me On the beautiful martian sea Iron redox reaction…

The city hums like a restless dream Lights flicker Fade Then lose their gleam I walk these streets But they don’t know my name I’ve been chasing shadows Losing time Looking for a spark A sign Take me home Where the air feels lighter…

Guitar, bass, drums, Minibrute 2.