To infinity and beyond!

A song I've had stored in my head for quite awhile, though never committed to tape (erm... binary code) - probably because I thought it was a bit simple and even trite. Having to come up with an album's worth of material in a month cured me of…

A blatant attempt at exploiting the deep well of The Jesus and Mary Chain/Pixies/Raveonettes/House of Love. A lovingly loud, shiny and guitar-laden paean to those great bands.

An older song from a previous band that was never quite captured to my satisfaction. I was going for very laid-back "Pale Blue Eyes" vibe.

This is basically an accordion jam with a nice bass line!

Powerlounge - Electric Cheer An album created for the 2009 RPM Challenge, conceived to be eventually cut into vinyl, and arranged as such, in two halves. The track listing for side 1: Welcome to my Weird Bye Bye Baby Genius / Madness Negative…

This is the end of the journey. It's time to maybe think and reflect about some of the things we heard and then forget we ever heard them.

I would make the 70's sound more like this.

One of my darker tracks. This tracks epitomises how RPM felt for me; A progressive struggle where I just got my head down and got stuck in with the thing. In a phrase, this track says to me "Just fucking get on with it."

I'd be lying if I said this entire track wasn't sparked by the opening audio clip. It really made me think about the ways some people create their own enjoyment. Cool.

Original working title was something like, "And after six years I finally understood why they sing in the streets here, and could go home." It's sort of about anonymity in the modern city. If that sounds pretentious, that's because it is.

Good old dulcimer bash-up. This is certainly the most aggressive song I've played on dulcimer. I'm sure all those people with solid-body electric dulcimers have done worse...

Words are from a sestina of the same title by Steve Davenport, who asked us to make music out of it! This was a terribly fun song to record. We did it, of course, while drinking. Thankfully no instruments were harmed.

I lit a string on fire...

through the dead branches, through the dead branches

*Electronic rock* I've been reading so much information About my situation A chemical mix that I must fix I think it's magnesium Pills three times a day I changed the food that I ate Re-uptake takes time I'm sure I'll be fine I can…

*Ambient, downtempo electronic rock* As a baby the car’s engine put me to sleep. My parents drove all night And they raised me by the TV screen Now I wake to static late at night At 30,000 feet above the earth The Rolls-Royce thrusters…

*Electronic rock* I am painting a picture with blood and wire I am writing my story in glass and fire It's almost right It's almost nice Just one more twist and I'll be fixed Perfect, so perfect This pound of flesh Perfect, so perfect…

Sundays have always been a disappointment for me. If you've never spent the entire day just moving about, drinking beer, enjoying the weather and putting off the upcoming week, you should. Maybe not every week.