the last third. Along with inter dimensional warfare, tells a complete story. Suddenly feeling like everything I've done this month is crap. Everything except toilet shrimp. I love that song.

uploaded new version on 9/23/13 with changes on guitar and drums a the end of 1st song. thanks to Lsd25 for use of his Static track.

yes...actually vocals on this one. My buddy Dave laid down some vocals to the lyrics I wrote back in 1994...original arrangement from '91 to be uploaded later...this recording was pulled from a cassette tape and not mixed...sorry for quality…

I went a little sample crazy this year for the RPM challenge. (This song is the tip of the iceberg, and then it gets far worse.) Thematically, I guess this one resulted from spending a month between the hospital and a rehab facility last year…

I believe that you’re spinning around You’re spinning around in your make believe You are a person of interest with no personal interest in staying sane You, you’re stepping in time, you’re out of step you never regret, to let it all go…

i just played some simple triads that matched the basic chord progression to Pachelbel's Canon in D(didn't try to play the original melody or anything), then improvised a few solos, hope you like it.

As we wrap up our work on our 2013 RPM album "How The Story Goes", we figured we'd leak an early track. Enjoy our country drinking song. When I should have been thinking G Instead I was drinking And now I'm left here all alone C - G…

Just a quick render example for a friend, sm57 into Reaper, bit of Danzig's shopping list, bit of sibilant phrasing.

I really don't have anything to say about this one except it's the ninth song finished for the 2013 RPM/FAWM.

Lots of interesting tidbits about this song. It was the first song I worked on this year. I wrote the piano/bass/drums while sitting in the car in an Indian restaurant parking lot. It was the first time I set out to write an instrumental (fail…

i didn't set out to make this a super basic recording, but I only used five tracks (not counting the piano that I left muted during the mix). No doubling, no harmonies, no shifting parts around. Nothing.

A happy little ditty about flaming death from above.