This song was inspired by a melody my then 2 year old daughter was playing on the harmonica one day back in 2004. I picked up my guitar and strummed along....I kept playing around with it and "Caught in the Rain" was born.

Another one for the RPM2011 pile. Vocals are a bit shonky so apologies for that. If you don't like the start I would give the ending a try. If you don't like that either, I'm sorry to have wasted your time. The subject matter's self-explanatory…

if you had an indian name what would it be if you needed a hostage you can always have me and when the world is flat and we come to the edge would you red me your words would you tell me our pledge oh the sounds of the morning they set desire…

Right now it's just an instrumental...but we have plans to expand this into a song about a paranoid drug dealer. And no, it's not autobiographical!

A blasphemously reverent prayer to the Goddess of Sacred Uproar. Lyrics are here: http://bit.ly/OurPrayer The song is the musical rendition of a piece from my book, "PRONOIA Is the Antidote for Paranoia: How the Whole World Is Conspiring…

done back in 2006, in my old dreary toronto apartment (i dislike toronto i think). i don't really like it that much, too repetitive, but i need content up, and others have commented on their enjoyment of this particular song.

This one's for that little black and tan, Nahannah. Lyrics: I said nahnay nahnay nahnay hey how'd you get so good how'd you get so good I said nahnay nahnay nahnay hey how'd you get so good how'd you get so good first thing this…

I've had a bit of a love/hate relationship with this one. I enjoyed making the beats and think that part came out pretty good but everything after that felt rather haphazard and didn't feel right to me. I was close to abandoning the track…

2009 Record Production Month Challenge offering. Very pleased with the collective results. The title came from my friend Zane. His iced tea was in a damaged cup. Thus the title. There are various quotes in the song including some from Mishima…

lovely city

Help me out I wait for you no one else will do

I’m a shadow in the evening light Fading slow into the night Will my name echo through the breeze Or vanish like whispers in the trees Will you still remember me when I fade When the colors of my face begin to shade Am I a story that time…

An R & B style tune about a girl that knows how to play the field. Origins in the early 1980's with a new wave/punk feel, but I recently smoothed it out. :)

Just a simple one ...

A whole 10 song album in under five minutes. Why? Just because we can. Is it good? Heck no.