One of my sub standard tracks, at least that is what it feels like, but to each his own sense of hearing and like :)

An outtake from the Uthemandi project. I laid some guitar and fretless bass synth over Will's drum/synth track.

Maybe I missed a career scoring for no budget spaghetti westerns, because this is what this reminds me of. Done live a couple weeks ago with the Taylor and a floor full of toys and loopers.

No explanation needed, the lyrics are clear. This is an album of conviction.

It will all be ok, really.

Album: Red Milk (RPM 2012) Written by: Marc Poirier We Get Old We used to go out in the snow When we felt the urge to go With every passing season we get old The tricks we used to play In the snow where I would lay Made a promise…

Track 2 from "Vines" by The Anchorage Drift

Ambient Guitar. No Synths.

Scientists say that solid things are mostly empty space Tiny motes vibrating Distant and held in place They don't really know how it works They've watched things break apart Fundamental forces, strange quarks Fuse or remain inert Isn't that…

A weird little song that I came up with ... do not try to dance to this ;)

sort of alice in wonderland or maybe you might read something else from it. that's up to you. They've switched off all the lights they're out to lunch they've all gone to the party they're having tea and scones the hatter calls for silence…

In this recording I sing and play violin. This is one track, one take, one musician.

From down deep in the cellar last night .....A jazzy number straight out of the box .........a noodle that got ad-libbed.......

This is about where the f*ck does a song come from?? I don't know, and I can barely hang on.. Recorded with the Boss Micro BR with one take tracks and bounced until there was nothing left in the poor girl.

but the girls is around ... Now you're back in town and you claim that you followed the seam fingertips tight on the dream and slapped with some mission of peace but the girls is around with that hip modern remakin' sound yeah you stole it…

This was inspired by some recordings of people's dreams on the Olympia Dream Phone site (http://olympiadreamphone.tumblr.com/).

The oniric gate has opened.