When I stepped into that night I felt at home for the very first time in a long, long time. When I stepped into that street I felt complete for the very first time in a long, long time. I didn't wonder where you'd been all day. Or maybe I did…

When I stepped into that night I felt at home for the very first time in a long, long time. When I stepped into that street I felt complete for the very first time in a long, long time. I didn't wonder where you'd been all day. Or maybe I did…

This is one of my favorite Morphine songs. I can't compare to the original, but it's a song I've always loved, and I think it suits my style... if I have one. :) Raw, no mixing, no effects.

This is one of my favorite Morphine songs. I can't compare to the original, but it's a song I've always loved, and I think it suits my style... if I have one. :) Raw, no mixing, no effects.

I was thinking of old times and remembered, very fondly, my roommate walking in on us while we stood around with headphones and serious looks on our faces screaming monkey sounds into the microphone. I'm positive that the look on my roommate's…

(Hogard) Truth, slightly adorned. Tony tries taping a contact mic to his thoat. Er, throat. Come to think of it, that might have sounded more interesting.

(Hogard/Shelton) First track done for RPM2009. Tony attempts to tell a fictional story, then gets distracted and starts twiddling knobs.

(Shelton/Hogard) Tony's (rather scattered) setting of a Bob poem, but he only got 1/3 through before getting frustrated. Needed more direction.

(Shelton) A fine 5 vs. 7 groove.

(Hogard/Hogard/Hogard/Hogard) Why, no, this didn't take long to write.