Another pitiful recording, this one featuring my first attempt at rapping – if ya want to call it that! EVERYONE (The Empty Stage) Everyone – they look at me; they wonder who I am They want to know if I’m for real but I don’t give a…

[untitled] Label what you will Untitled leave this I Don’t deny I am Forsaking the asking of why Perhaps lacking the aching to why This Here Now, it is And thus is what am I Willing what you will

WALKIN' BLUES Where were you Saturday night When I was in jail because I was in an awful fight? You were roaming' the streets with a man they call “The Knife” Where were you Last Tuesday eve' When I was at home alone? (And man…

On one hand, one of my most horrid recordings, but on another hand, one of my most interesting. Warning – the second half of the song gets rather creepy. Have fun! SOMEDAY Sweet Lolita Young Your lucid, aged mirage Dancing in your eyes…

Inspired by “Peter Pan Syndrome” by Dr. Kyle. “Gr'ups,” which means “grown ups,” comes from an original series Star Trek episode. PETER NA NA NANANA NANA NA NANANA PETER! YOU’RE SCARED OF YOUR MOM, YOU HATE YOUR DAD YOU BETTER GET…

For the First President of the Surry Alternative Realities Society. PARANOID SAGE The paranoid sage cries all night long Praying that things had not gone wrong But no one ever turns back the time for him Swaying on the brim The paranoid…

A Blues number, and in the past it’s been one of my more popular songs. We’ll see how it does on AloneTone. MY FAVORITE GUN Pa had left us on the farm Ten long years we raised the corn Then he returned to Mama’s arms To beat the sons…

Another one of my esoteric-flavored Political Folk tunes. KINGS OF MILK AND HONEY When no king could claim the throne Deputies took hold Joe made ships to sail out west On a quest for gold Up North Ozzie asked to join “Fuse this…

One of my favorite recordings and favorite songs. The drums of this Political Folk tune was generated with the Yamaha E313. The lead guitar break needs replaced with a violin, but… THE FINAL HOUR Welcome to the final hour Everybody kneel…

Don’t let that serpent bite you. Don’t chase the dragon. For a friend, may he RIP. DRAGON BIT Hold on to a past that you resent And forget the words that Heaven sent Clinging to a future that you fear Think you’re going somewhere, you…