A message to my better half.

a state of denial/hope lyrics: I don't care what bad boys say with their little white lies to keep themselves safe drown themselves in fermentations all good girls go to heaven I don't care what bad boys say with their little white…

An ambulance ride through the poor side of town; a delivery of self and social status lyrics: The outside was a barren wasteland; dilapidated houses garbage on the ground And the buildings' aging faces echoed the sirens and her pain across…

Turning point #2. The storm clears and though there is an endless blue above, clouds will forever be a part of the sky.

It's almost always a good day.

Another description of my relationship with my beloved.

You know what I'm talkin' 'bout . . .

A lost love kind of story.

Written while awaiting a CD from one of the artists who participated in the 08 version of RPM.

I was away for awhile and we've changed . . .

Loving my wife.

Self descriptive

Breakup song, move along.

Bass-range phasing experiments with a distorted waltz fading in and then out over top. Probably best to listen to this with some pretty good speakers, otherwise you'll miss out on all the interesting parts and just get a couple minutes of boring…