Interpol is GOD

I pinched this riff,but you guessed that!

I'm a gardener - figure it out!

In space no-one can hear you scr... hello ? Hello ? Anyone there ?

getting there. should be finished tomorrow

She can do whatever she wants--as long as it's far, far away!!! Written and performed by John Eimen.

One of the first songs I ever wrote... When we bought our first house, we had a nice big back yard on a 1/3 acre lot... With the train tracks just on the other side of the back fence.

This song seemed to fit so nicely with this year's RPM feel that I decided to re-record it during February.

Sometimes you gotta show New Hampshire a little love.

Another "oldie but goodie" that had never really gotten the love it deserved... The original version came in at over six minutes (and even I recognize in looking back that it was WAY too long).

Written for a friend from days long past working in special needs summer camps... Now she's raising an autistic son, and doing an amazing job of it. Still, none of it's fair.

Hey, it's good to let people know you miss 'em.

A partial re-write and full re-record of my teacher's protest song.

A song of love, loss, and unrelenting hatred for those pin-striped S.O.B.'s. WARNING: You might hear an occasional F-bomb.

hollow eyes feed the birds shells of cars litter the streets broken homes desolate roads this is how we devolve who cares how we made it here truthfully i just don't care who cares how we made it here cold comforts get us nowhere…

I'm comin' home, I've done my time Now I've got to know what is and isn't mine If you received my letter telling you I'd soon be free Then you'll know just what to do If you still want me If you still want me CHORUS Whoa, tie a yellow ribbon…