A song without longing Echoes through the café All the drunks, all the junkies Sing as if they were praying The overweight waitress Dances, plays air guitar You left me with nothing But just a beer at the bar On a cardboard beer coaster You…

The morning after the night before!

Recorded this afternoon at my place. A big "Ey up" to The Reprobate who went with the idea and played some cool lead - man that guy can play! Hope you enjoy!

The Lament of Saint Patrick’s Snakes is an ambient piece using a home made instrument of six guitar strings stretched over a 28? by 3? by 1/2? oak board tuned with zither pins by ear to a JI open chord. The instrument is then bowed with a viola…

Including the following sample from Freesound.com: http://www.freesound.org/people/sleep/sounds/1375/ deep it can be stowed away it can be remembered it can't be thrown away when it's deep hurt it can be cherished it can be channelled…

Come join me on this sonic joyride...I'm Saved

No explanation needed, the lyrics are clear. This is an album of conviction.

Punk rock goodness for all you leather types.

A retooling of the song done a year later for The Party 2005. It ended up winning the MP3 competition (because I was too late in entering it in the tracker competition).

Your life (and mine) in two minutes and 50 seconds. Internet Rock Star Words & Music by Demetrius P. Hill ©2009 all rights reserved, Oct 8, thru Oct 10, 2009 So You wanna be an Internet rock star Not the kinda fame that’s gonna get…

The slider song

I like this song I made it

[recorded in glorious 4-trak at lotek studios in the '90s] straining to maintain straining to maintain a sense of dense intensity vainly feigning pain of a spurious immensity a furious refrain of precarious opacity nefarious pretence…

From the RPM Challenge album "Take Us In to the Sky"

High 'n Mighty (t boudreau) Well look who made it halfway I truly must be blessed I made a few mistakes and caught a couple of breaks I guess And I always do it my way I make it up as I go along I think I earned some slack to take a…

K.G. wanted to write a "good times" song and i think he hit this one out of the park. here in indy the highway does a big loop around the city. add some fun and music and that equals a rockin' good time.

Track 3 from "Vines" by The Anchorage Drift

A HOUSE CALLED BROKEN youre in a house and your wasting away youre in a house and its long long lonely day youre in a house that you cant wait to forget youre in a house all broken a little lie you tell yourself but when it falls to pieces…