A song written and recorded for the Record Every Month challenge in May 2023

There was this television show called Nature. One episode showed a man raising a bear cub to a juvenile bear. When it came time to release the bear into the wild, the man set a weak bear trap, designed to hurt, but not critically injure. He called…

Before Mrs. Wilson's I had been to two other daycares. I remember the owner of one got kicked by a horse. She came in and showed us her thigh, a black bruise the size of a dinner plate. At another, a kind childcare worker gave me a Mickey and…

When I tried to get sober we moved in together again. Soon enough I was stealing weed from him and playing his XBOX in the basement all day instead of working. When he came home at night I wrote noise music upstairs. On my fourth birthday Mrs…

went through broke all that. To tell you that I cared when you left, that I've cared this whole eleven years that we haven't spoke, that would be a lie. It would be kinder to let the separation stand unbridged. To have my own silent moment of…

classes and continuing to attend just frequently enough that the professors could feel like I was just there to personally insult them by not participating. And I had these headaches, and these hot flashes that were, mysterious. I really, like…

horrified credit union members gaped through the window still clutching their signed checks and between manicured or grease-stained nails. It was a strange time for credit unions. They didn't know if they still wanted to be credit unions or if…

A few years into the rift and I found myself walking on train tracks. I liked the peace. The only thing that ever came to interrupt my solitude was the train. I couldn't stay. I bounced back and forth between the end of the world, Cape Cod, and…

flashes, which had matured into a neck breaking twitch. In the future an acupuncturist would label this chill on the left side of my neck, liver-wind which will feel on point for an alcoholic sobering up. So I had a hobby, stealing and re-installing…

New Hampshire. New Hampshire and my family flat-out rejected them both. Of course, their being addicted to and eventually withdrawing from heroin didn't make explaining who they were easy. At my nephew's house, after I showed them his alcoholic…

Blindest eyes scan your scenes like a surreal pastel painting red, blue, gold, teal and green Pristine picture fit for tainting Gaussian haze erases meaning. Formless faces - you'll go unseen. where when the darkest path it never…

work with animoog and layers and stuff like that -- mixed in audacity on the macbook --

big ballad with a self-indulgent 7 minute guitar solo at the end.

Project 2 of this course was to have the movie trailer provided, this time with the percussion removed, and therefore us to add our own take on it...here it is...all very thunderous!!