Walking in your footsteps Can't see the world around me Just a pace behind I might as well be blind Standing in the darkness Nothing left to guide me No footing I can find The stairs, they start to wind I might as well be blind The…

Every album needs a little instrumental, don't you think?

My Pepere was born before the great war To God-fearing parents in Maine Where the simplest of rules taught in Catholic schools Was don't use the Lord's name in vain Every day in that school, he'd adhere to that rule But a loophole he often…

Been thinking about Vincent quite a bit lately.

Pure Data oscillations put together on the fly this evening with a barebones patch incorporating old ideas new frequenices for this weekend's SI event. sound-in on Facebook.