She can’t skate but she’s got a skateboard - go figure Down goes the Berlin Wall up goes the middle finger And she can read minds she can stand in long lines she’s no beginner And she can see time go a-passing her by it’s so linear She…

T2 intro Hey everyone, I’m Tom Eisenbraun. I’m apparently still on staff here at the Belcourt which was a pleasant surprise to me, because it means I get to intro the greatest summer blockbuster of all time. Has anyone here not seen this movie…

Midnight, daylight, coming undone Shooting stars and the rising sun Packed up camp and I hit the trail Gonna find a place 'tween Heaven and Hell Full Sail Half Baked biscuits in a pan Lo-fi high stakes game I'm gonna win Chart my course…

I know its Tuesday cos its written on my socks. Tuesday's seem to go on forever, stuck in that last minute.

My friend wrote a song and said it reminded him of music I love to listen to and write. The intro motif spoke to me in a very specific way... this is what my heart heard.

wow, 10 days!! I legit can't believe it...

Written and recorded for the Record Every Month challenge in July 2025

I talked to big game when I said I’d go to the show now I’m me on the day forgot how it feels to be alone I’m not moving on my own I’m no man I’m a millstone at the bottom of the river i’d flow with upriver of all the live I could…

I came alone No weapons drawn In my hands Or on the page I’m unarmed and blank I saved a song To dance along The room is burning down Holy shit get out I’ll stand on my head To remember what you said I’m a little scrambled…

Big drum tes. 20 mics in a church foyer.

Guitar improvisation based on the aria "Contessa Perdono" from Mozart's the Marriage of Figaro.

Bait on the hook A curse on the town We laugh like coyotes And cry just like clowns It scrubs off of our fingers A little elbow grease and there it goes Bones in the garden Pitchfork in the hay Mice in the cupboard It’s written all…

I don’t feel great I left my take at the front desk I did not intend For the evening to turn out like it did For me to feel like a new type of idiot I can’t go back cause I’m already on a plane Even if I did, what could I say? I…

Sky keeps getting darker, the heat keeps rising too Sky keeps getting darker, the heat keeps rising too The dog hides neath the back porch I think he knows a thing or two There’s rain come from the ocean in the hills of Tennessee There…