I wrote the backing track a couple years ago after watching the documentary "It Might Get Loud." It somehow evolved into a li'l tribute to Bob Dylan (Bob really deserves so much better). The words allude to a number of Dylan's songs: "Like a Rolling…

Conceived in the shower in mid February with the backing track fully recorded less than an hour later. Who doesn't like the Ramones?! Just a fun track to celebrate RPM's 15th anniversary. The lyrics lean toward being tongue-in-cheek. I don't hole…

This one is pretty much your basic bad day. I mean hectic, frantic, crazy, pull-your-hair-out, everything's going wrong, Junior puked in class and I crashed the car on the way to get him days. Really bad but survivable. Make yourself the main…

The story behind this one is almost the same as "Swamp Thing," only this one spawned lyrics to boot. Major props to Erika for her fabulous vocal! Jon and I played the leads. I bookended the track and Jon did everything in between.

When I made my demo of this song, Nancy said she really liked the melody of the chorus and that overall it was her favorite tune of mine to date, hence the title. I thought the first section of the song would be ideal for a sitar, however I…

based on the science fiction story "Ballad of Lost C'Mell" by Cordwainer Smith. Recorded for the 2020 RPM Challenge Lyrics: Lord Jestocost She’s a cat and she’s a girl But she’s not equal in this world I am lord of all I see This…

We've all been there. Recorded for the 2020 RPM Challenge Borborygmas Blues I was hangin with my honey Late last night We heard a sound And got a terrible fright It sounded like a tremor Or a far off beast But I felt something down…

Although they would probably not admit it, writing credits to Carl Barnhardt and Kevin Martin. Recorded for the 2020 RPM Challenge The Vaseline Queen of Abilene There’s a little town out west of Sabine Where the wind spins the turbine…

Source: Guitar

Source: Guitar

Or is this some sort of dream? "Sleep come soon, and white away the room." Perhaps this is a dream you shouldn't be having. Some doors are best left unopened.

They try and find a way to reach you, but it's like concrete.

On an elevator, we exist in a perpetual uncertain state between different floors.

Are you hallucinating again?

Yeah - don't even think Houdini could get himself out of this mess. Ever tried picking the quantum lock on a wormhole?

You're hitchhiking, with no recollection of how you came to be here. A route with an irregular number has never been a positive sign.

Well, it tasted like Creamsicle. Perhaps the giant radioactive insignia on the outside of the flask was meant to be a warning or something. After your sixth beer, you tend to ignore stuff like that.

I'm not a trick of the shadows. You're the trick of light.

The CB Radio in the corner echoes with an idle static, but something sounds peculiar - it's no noise you've ever heard before. There's something intelligent about it, like it's peering out of the speaker and looking right at you.

What kind of twisted infinity loop have you managed to get yourself stuck in? Time seems to weave in and out like some kind of Gordian knot.