Third of possibly four songs written either just before or during Hurricane Irene's visit to New England. This one seems a little too busy and the mix feels funny, but I think it would be fun to play live if I ever get myself back into a band.

My fellow New Englanders and I are about to get spanked by Hurricane Irene. She's a scream.

A song about sunrises. 7/8 time. Enough said. The prog side of Robbie's brain is pleased.

A song about sunrises. 7/8 time. Enough said. The prog side of Robbie's brain is pleased.

A song about sunrises. 7/8 time. Enough said. The prog side of Robbie's brain is pleased.

A song about sunrises. 7/8 time. Enough said. The prog side of Robbie's brain is pleased.

A song about sunrises. 7/8 time. Enough said. The prog side of Robbie's brain is pleased.

I remastered this one that got deleted a while ago, still too much stuff in it but keeps rabbits outta the garden when i crank it on exterior speakers outside.

The second of seven unfinished leftovers from RPM 2007 to finally get completed. The lyrics are about my strong desire to vacation in San Diego... permanently. Just a little 12-bar. I liked this one a lot more before it was finished. Now I…