This was written on piano, then arranged for guitars. If memory serves, it took two guitars and a bass to play the chord voicings I used on the keyboard.

An acoustic number partially because I couldn't come up with an effective full-band arrangement. This song dates back to a phase where everything I was writing involved several long sections built around strange and elaborate chords progressions…

After writing these lyrics years ago I realized how embarrassingly passive-aggressive and entitled they sounded. But there were a few nice turns of phrase I didn't want to lose, so I decided to just own up to it, hence the subtitle.

Just a brief coda to the album. The guitar is in an open tuning (Open D or open G, I forget which) and the percussion is just me slapping my lap.

Hmmm. Guess I never got around to programming drums for this one.

Straight forward pop rock. I like the chord progression on the chorus.

I think I wrote the music for this in, like, 2002. Then tweaked it bit by bit until I got around to finishing it in 2009 or so.

Molly is an actual person. But I've never met her and you've never heard of her. So rather than dwelling on that, let's just enjoy the pleasant folk pop ditty. Unusually, I wrote most of this melody before I picked up a guitar and found the…

The duel guitars were inspired by a song from Jesus Christ Superstar. I think the first one Pilate sings. No words because I didn't need them and I recorded this before I had a decent microphone.

Originally conceived as a hypothetical dialog between Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and Harry Houdini. Then mutated into, y'know, a pop song.

This might be my current favorite track on the album. The weird solo on the end was made by improvising two (lousy) guitar solos with weird effects over the fade out, reversing them both in their entirety, then re-reversing selected fragments…

A nice cheery dirge for you all. Do not listen while operating heavy machinery.

I think this is the most recently-written song on the album.

I strapped on my acoustic and had a go with this great song. Recorded in one go straight into my Boss microBR built in mic. No fussing around wit this one.

bleed the father's gun is loaded his eyes bleed with revenge his child lay body broken his life torn limb from limb darkness seems to travel so much faster than the light the fathere's gun is loaded hear it fire... in the night…

Reg had some dodgy fish and entered the arena of the unwell which is why he has not been seen for a few days now. He has been to that place where the mind takes you, where you are in the arena of dream because the mind will not let you sleep…

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