We all sing the song, caffeine-maddened hipsters drunk on double espresso. Chatter along.

Punk rock goodness for all you leather types.

And we're off! Into the multifaceted realms of literature and adventure. Strap in and hang on, it's gonna get bumpy!

Ah, the sad beauty of a lovely day down the town. Come walk with us.

After the long night, too much beer, too much conversation, too many memories. It's Sunday Morning, folks.

Get up! Get down! Now, get busy!

Will I Ram style UPDATED DECEMBER 8th 2012

An heroic jam for an heroic character.

With the winds of creation streaking their faces, our heroes take flight into the deepest recesses of the Genreverse. Come join them.

The theme from the novel Leadfoot Angels.

A song ever in need of a title.

They stand up and sit down, infinite myriad impulses contraidicated by evolutionary imperatives.

The heavy strings sigh and sway, building towards menacing elegance.

Now with more cowbell! Yee haw!

Because even a thematic element deserves its own theme song. And the Machine grinds on.

A fine dose of melancholic posing.

Lots of fun working on this one. Hope you like it!

I am The Count!

I will drown my feet until you get there, at your home I will stare at your sleep until you’re awake until you’re gone On the top of my dreams I clearly see that you’ve been crying There’s a reason to change if you’ll just let me prove what…

Good Morning are you feeling alright In my mind it's you on my sight Last night I've been forward to you When I hope you feel the same way too It's coffee time smoke in the air I forgot to wash my face and my hair Last night I've been forward…