A semi-improvised jam over an experimental drum loop.

Devotional electro-blues for Gullveig

this was a extra credit project for history class in high school

I wish I had a car That ran on air, so far To take me out – when I need to go I wish I had the cash Some seem to make so fast To take you out, when we need it so And with the travel costs so high I’m trapped inside this box of mine Waiting…

"It’s nice to know that the Japanese think enough of the act of gazing vacantly into the distance without thinking to give it a name." -Mental Floss

This time with actual music in it! Translation of the lyrics: Don't you tread over my ball, woman Don't you tread over my ball, yikes Don't you tread over my ball because We must live