An ambient/minimalist track that emerged along the way in the production of Three.

An improvisation on six instruments by one person. (Not all at once... despite the title.) This was originally recorded back in February for the RPM Challenge; remixed here for the album Three.

So Jim of "Movement to Contact" asked me a couple of weeks ago to send him something... I had no idea how ridiculously good the final result would come out. KL: Vocals, lyrics, left side rhythm guitar and picking MTC: Lead guitar, bass…

Track 4 from the "Someone Else's Hell" album Lyrics: Everybody wants some Everybody takes some Every body is a diseased filled carcass Nobody wants to help Nobody wants to call this home // Someone else's dream // somebody else…

Just a spur of the moment thing that happened at the rehearsal and the first time this song was played by more than one person. I really like it. Lyrics and Music by Vitaliy Senderov (in Russian) Performed by Kolom-Bour!

Rushing along on trains and getting connected to God.

SMS, delay.

I started out trying to record a jazz fusion tune. Not quite sure what I ended up with. This 8-minute track was entirely composed, recorded, mixed and mastered within a 15-hour period on September 27, 2010 and is the final track for my 3-track…

Although we are all born geniuses, the grind of day-to-day living tends to de-genius us. That's the bad news. The good news is that you have the power to re-genius yourself. The song is part of the soundtrack from my book, "PRONOIA Is the Antidote…

for Shorties (NNM days, late '09); now part of 60x60 2010 Scarlet Mix

live at Hip Pocket Theatre, Fort Worth.

A live one. The beginning is Autumn Descent, which I uploaded last week.

I am uploading this for a friend. Year: 1985 Album: Two Old Friends (Track #17) Artist's description: A little song about how things change.... composed on classical guitar, performed on electric guitar and synthesizer. Realized by bouncing…

I am burning up. I just... I just want to spread love before I melt.

This song is a tribute to my one and only late sister. It is not meant to be sad, it is meant to paint a picture of a deeply emotional person, who had a zest for life that was infectious. I never knew anyone else like her and I never will.

a goulash of IAA vs C8ME pink stuff on the moon con dick soakin = a lot to listen to.

joost - bart - steven