Track 3 of "Cutting Edge Nonsense" So,what are you saying in your sleep? Me..I have no idea! A mix of deep bass,some hip hop beats and just strange voice(not mine!).

Track 4 of "Cutting Edge Nonsense" Alas..the title cut.That deep bass rumble you first hear? That would be a Tibetan Singing Bowl.I wanted a tribal feeling for this piece.

They without honor Rule iron-fisted, never Earning our respect.

Memory creates A world from possible pasts. Soon it's gone again.

New swallow's lessons: "Before you learn how to crawl, you must learn to fly." I learned after writing this that swallows DO actually crawl around in the nest before they take the plunge. Oh well. You learn something new every day.

First day of April: I have played so many tricks. Who is the fool now?

Pungent aroma, Skunk versus car, skunk loses. Mommy won't come home.

Raking on Sunday: Leaves observe no one's Sabbath; Neither, then, shall I.

Re-recording of an old song I'd originally written for an even older band, Buckle. I think Buckle's been done now for almost eighteen years, so it may be safe to dust this off now and expose it to light again.

Traffic in Eastern Massachusetts blows. Just saying.

The 15th and final song written for RPM and FAWM. Fittingly the lyric is about the end of the process... even though there was still a ton left to do when I came up with it. I guess I was feeling optimistic, which is seriously unusual for me.

"O give thanks unto the LORD, for he is good: for his mercy endureth for ever. Let the redeemed of the LORD say so" Psalm 107:1-2

A true story from a rough week. The window into the soul of a man really does run through the contents of his stomach.

I spend a night there once, I was dizzy with Hadrian's Blues.

The story of a house of ill-repute that met a very bad end.

Big Brother is watching... Time to get paranoid. Rough live studio demo.

A cautionary tale about falling back into addiction. Rough live studio demo.