This one really evokes a time and place for me, kind of drifting between consciousness & dreaming.

The title kind of says it all.

Kind of a visual song imagining a post-apocalyptic skyline.

Opening song for the album sets the tone about bathing in the bleakness, loving the melancholy side of life.

This is a rocker 'bout a lost young girl struggling to make it to adulthood. Lead guitar and bass played by Rich Jones.

Kenny was 18 when he went to Vietnam. He was allegedly killed in one of the bloodiest battles of the war. His family was told that his body was vaporized by artillery. Eighteen years later it came to light that the military knew that he was likely…

I always wondered why those little Mexican dogs think they are bad asses. It finally dawned on me recently ... thus I wrote this song.

Electric Piano Improv on a Triton Korg Extreme Synthesizer

I thought I'd uploaded this ages ago! Less chaotic 'Chaos' after I found a melody I was happy with, and the delay button :) Enjoy! xox P.S. I knew I'd seen it on here somewhere - it was uploaded by Jip under Third Quarter of the Moon :)

the full title of this song is: "the crux of the matter as a matter of fact is that the facts are fucked and the crux is cracked the flow got blocked when the clocks went back and the quarks are nothing but the quirks of quacks" i heard my…

This is a distorted delay attempt at some sort of rock/pop. no vocals, just cant seem to find a melody that fits.

This is a fun little formulaic number. I actually enjoy this one, I may head primarily in this direction.

another heavy beat, industrial/electronic inpired...again, I just had something to say and needed a medium, not really a direction I want to go in though

Two guys made this song 30 years ago. Just re-mixed and a new bass track was added as it was missing.

Originally written on guitar June 7th 2002 and re-done on piano 13th January 2013

I rarely play music with other people, firstly because I lack the technical skill to follow another's lead. I can do little more than improvise. Secondly, the sort of music I aspire to make is rarely the music other folks would be interested in…

billy boy where did you go sittin in a pile of snow come on down its gettin cold for the time is getting old well we made our way to the old wigwam frozen lake and wind was calm standing bow did strike a deer to feed the tribe…