My first Christmas original just off the presses with that cowboy, spaghetti western style. Paul: Why don't you try Jingle Bells or something Geas: Oh God,No, I hate the classics... that sucks...... Paul: Yea that does suck. Try emmmm, Oh Holy…

From your parents you will learn everything and nothing without even realizing lyrics: Don't look in the mirror, your skin will never seem as soft Don't wait in the middle when your mind is already made up Just make it home, please…

Pedal steel dreamscape and silly panic from the answering machine.

Inspired by a gorgeous recording on a wax cylinder by the composer, Tanburi Cemil Bey (1873-1916). Performed on politiki lyra (classic kemençe), a small bowed fiddle from Istanbul. Recorded at The Banff Centre, November 2008.

Starting off sounding much different, this has undergone considerable transformation in Audacity to reach the form in which you hear it now. Drone from a window a/c unit and more jackhammering from the other side of our building.

I Hope I Love Them - A A J Russe Written sometime in 1989 Recorded 2nd March 2022 The Shoebox Demos Vol 1 **** This one has tugged at me for many many years. I absolutely adored it from the moment I wrote it in 1989... But I thought…

Foolishness - A A J Russe Written 3rd January 1988 Recorded 1st March 2022 The Shoebox Demos Vol 1 **** While writing and recording songs for FAWM 2022 I discovered that I can create acoustic demos of nearly any song I've ever written…

I didn't even think of this until I started mixing tonight that this song has the exact same structural gimmick as the last song I posted. Ooops. I guess that's the risk you take when you are totally unoriginal and working on a sort of compilation…

hang up i hear the ghostly sound faintly they come down through the phone lines bravely to give you peace of mind to pacify the masses i read it all online the dread the fear the sorrow we're running out of time today tonight tomorrow…

FDR sent me over this superb backer to see what i could do...well i went back in time... to the time of Motorbikes and leathers and living life with no tomorrow...oh what fun it was back then shame we have to grow up!.........well have to sell…

A sea shanty, pondering the ways Captain Digby may have lost his eye.

A frou frou romp through the psych ward.

Part 2 of The adventures of Moonbee and friends. Just me and my new guitar :) Enjoy xox

Who's that knocking at the door It's the sand In the wind with the truth and more Seagull in the sky Soar like an Eagle Pray in sights Fly in to the sea Dive down deep You will find me Only then you rise Phoenix flys To golden hights…

trying to sound like the great Freddie King...

I did this classic a little while back with Mike over at the cool lab and i'd forgotten to put it up.....one from the teenage mists of time.........

Psychological consequences of war.....written and performed by Nick Plagakis.....Lyrics: Sixty seven shots ringing Across the desert, heads are spinning Bang, Bang Bang; is all I hear Bang, Bang, Bang;…

I'm trying to experiment with intentionally combining two different sounds. Since I seem to find this difficult I am starting with using a drone as one of the sounds taking my inspiration from the opening tracks of the Brian Eno & Jah Wobble…