Next in the little pile of songs from the shoe-box. This one has the date 27th January 1994 written on it, but it's describing an episode from many years earlier when I was, I'm guessing, something like 12 or 13 years old. I had to go to a…

...and we finish the 2013 RPM/FAWM bonanza with yet another big, dumb rocker. I'm finished!

I felt compelled to have at least one song that did not use any computerized instruments. This is two tracks of voice and three tracks of guitars. Just me.

A happy little ditty about flaming death from above.

i didn't set out to make this a super basic recording, but I only used five tracks (not counting the piano that I left muted during the mix). No doubling, no harmonies, no shifting parts around. Nothing.

Lots of interesting tidbits about this song. It was the first song I worked on this year. I wrote the piano/bass/drums while sitting in the car in an Indian restaurant parking lot. It was the first time I set out to write an instrumental (fail…

I really don't have anything to say about this one except it's the ninth song finished for the 2013 RPM/FAWM.

I didn't do a 12-bar this year. I always do at least one, but this year I didn't. This little snoozer will have to suffice. Another one that has frustrated the crap out of me.

A song about a tough day at the office. This one turned into more of a project that it deserved. My first take on the vocals seemed okay at the time but was really unacceptable. I went back and fixed the problems and ended up clipping the…

10 minutes long? Three part harmonies? Very long fade out on a very long fruity guitar noodle? Yup, welcome to another lame attempt at prog rock!