Vocoder that would make Stradivarius smile? Check. Vaguely-unhinged sing-song melody? Check. Kicks like Yellowstone just erupted and mankind is completely fucked? Check. Candy-coated antipathy? More than you can imagine…

I get all my songs in dreams. This song is no exception. Its about the unstopability of change, and a reminder that, even though transitions can be hard, what we get on the other end isn't always bad.

This is the title cut from the CD of the same name. I got it in a dream I had in Puerto Rico. Not sure who Mazie is, but she seems like trouble. I play all the parts. I recorded it myself. Hope you like the song. Let me know.

This is the title cut from my latest CD. It's a testament to the power of the word. Say what you know to be true. Don't be talked out of doing what you know to be right, or standing up for what you believe in. Not sure why I got this dream, but…

by Stew

Just one Cool fun Instrumental Jam, Chillin here in Florida, Thanx for Tuning in. "G"

Chris Williams wrote a dark poem and asked if I could make it into a song using some or all of the lyrics. I used all the lyrics and wrote a very dark, long song. Drums were played by Joe Chesebro, an upbeat guy. By the time we had it down…

Lyrics were from a poem by Chris Williams, very angry but tongue in cheek. Drums by Joe Chesebro.

A song about an evil cat the wants to take over the world, kind of like my cat! Backup vocals by Tom Pecard. I recorded a swingy acoustic version of this years later with Suicide Chicken.

Kind of like Slime or Floam. I recorded a much more polished version of this song years later with Suicide Chicken.

A little end piece for the album using my toddler daughters toys.

A song about toxic friends. I recorded a different version of this later with Suicide Chicken.

An instrumental about the journey from a peaceful sleep to a ravenous baby making you get up in the middle of the night to feed them, possible getting puked on and changing stinky diapers and then finally returning to wonderful slumber!

Everybody needs a little time away from themselves once in a while or maybe that's just low self esteem talking. Anyway, tis what tis.

A song about an evil vending machine that used to reside at my work. It has since moved on to spread it's malevolent ways elsewhere!