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Ambient Chillout Rock Music.

I decided to pick a few chords at random, just like that, wrote them down and then somehow tried to make a melody with it, no idea how, but it worked :-) I then added some lyrics et voilà...here's the result. A quick "just for fun" project. I…

So many widow's walks in New England. So many hardened girls. CAN'T WALK ON WATER Can't walk on water Can't drown in the sand A fisherman's daughter It's out of her hands If you told her you loved her She'd want to know why There…

i had a visit this morning when i got to the door there were a couple of Jehovah witness's sprouting the gospel i explained i was an Atheist but he was a nice chap ao we had a little chat about the state of the world and what was to be done when…

sat at dinner eating pasta with... a WAV format version of the album is available on soundcloud https://soundcloud.com/brett-warren

Something purporting to be a 'big finsh' to the album...

Just before I made Feb.ZOIG, I made a noisy, experimental EP (Noisy Exploding Brain) and a minimal ambient one (Jack Shetland EP), and I think because of this, this album ended up as a mix of both styles. This song is the first one that ended…

Lyrics by Linda Little

A custom QBASIC program wrote this.

Perhaps inspired by a misremembered line of T.S. Eliot? I thought the line was, "I have measured out time in teaspoonfuls." The proper line is "I have measured out my life in coffee spoons." Oh well. I like my bungled line better.

I told this song in three parts/colors. Kind of like 'Love Song' by Tesla, if Tesla was working in 16 bit.

For my contribution to the RPM this year i thought i'd tell a little story...... Blank Episode 1 For those of us who think it impossible to stop these full throttle hands. BLANK (STRANGE DAYS) Thetworegs The Blue sky in my dreams…

This is a song by our guitarist Keith. He doesn't get a chance to jam with us as much since he moved to New York. He and I had a lot of fun working on this simple tune, and it makes me miss times long gone.

Back around the turn of the century a group of miscreants would converge in a basement on Tuesday evenings to imbibe spirits and play music. Here's a recording of a public-domain song from one of those evenings (written by Kansas Joe McCoy &…