This was written at the same time as Laughing. The plan was to try writing songs that I could sing while playing the guitar. I think I played my first bedroom recording of this (with me playing my brother's drums, gasp!) to Mike the bass player…

My late grandmother, Margaret Nina Hogan, wrote this poem about the dignity of the Catholic priesthood many years ago, probably around the time of WWII, or perhaps even a little before then. It was dedicated to a priest she knew. It wasn't until…

This is basically an experimental track using Propellerhead Reason, and the iPad app Beatsurfing as a custom MIDI controller. Sonic madness ensues. :)

Perpetual motion of things that will not stop even when we're no longer here. Strange feeling. --- "Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at them because we are human?" Pointless, really... "Do the stars gaze back?" Now…