I have no clue what the lyrics are about. I guess maybe it's about not wanting to go to work on a Tuesday morning and looking for some existential way out? I don't know, something stupid like that. The music to this was written while I was…

Weekend jam time

This is a snippet of acoustic guitar recorded a year or so ago which was already loaded with effects. I ran that through paulstretch and came up with this. It created almost orchestral or choral sounds in places.

Kick the tires and light the fires.

.esrever ni htuoS 56 yawhgiH ,ht31 enuJ yadirF

I've given this a bit of a twist ....Big E sat on the settee bored so i got him to work..hope you enjoy...another for the John Lennon Jukebox on the otherside....

This is a single track spanning two Ghost Ghost songs from one of our very first shows back in June 2008.

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…

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…

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.