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…

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…

From today's one hour session: acoustic guitar, fretless electric bass, tabla, tambourine, and the synthesque sound is the electric guitar played with a violin bow

I'm learning to play piano and my teacher has given me 'Old Joe Clarkes Boogie' to play. For 2 weeks it has kicked my ass. But I'm getting to grips with it now and this is my revenge! The musical parts were recording using my Kurzweil SP3X…

I'm learning to play piano and my teacher has given me 'Old Joe Clarkes Boogie' to play. For 2 weeks it has kicked my ass. But I'm getting to grips with it now and this is my revenge! The musical parts were recording using my Kurzweil SP3X…

I'm learning to play piano and my teacher has given me 'Old Joe Clarkes Boogie' to play. For 2 weeks it has kicked my ass. But I'm getting to grips with it now and this is my revenge! The musical parts were recording using my Kurzweil SP3X…

I don't want to leave you I don't want to turn and walk the other way i don't want to leave you even though you've never heard my name and i rise from my grave as if the world was mine to save you were so cold and lonely your offer…