The song is about isolation and loneliness (implied abuse) and the conditions that could lead someone down the path to obsessive, destructive behavior: stalking, arson, and violence.

Lyrics: There’s a pound or two of flesh in my chest yet. It sits next to the bag that brings me my breath, yes. A knot of muscle that flex and flex and flexes, It’s okay—no rest (unless time requests it). In the bowl above my eyes a gelatinous…

An old tune, lazy vocals, lazy vibe. Didn't end well...

Another old tune written while I had a particularly bad foot infection! And please, not intended to offend. My apologies if it does.

A funky tune about my step-dad. This is an out-take from my RPM09 effort. I used the rock version for the cd, though in retrospect I think this version is better! Oh, well...

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Guitar and Drums recorded Oct 16, 2008; Vocals and Bass recorded on Oct 19, 2008. Drums arranged with DrumTrack. http://www.sonador.us

Bass Heavy Guitar and Hydrogen Drums recorded Jan 9, 2008; Lead Guitar and Vocals recorded Jan 15, 2008; All tracks recorded in one take to a Tascam Portastudio 424 MKIII. http://www.sonador.us

Recorded Nov 16 through Nov 27, 2007; Guitars (left/Right, before solo), Drums, and Guitar through an Octave Pedal recorded on a Tascam Portastudio 424 MKIII. Vocals and Guitar (Right, during and after solo) recorded to computer. Drums arranged…