A song about the lost art of the mix-tape and knowing that someone is trouble but doing it anyway... Compilation Tapes: Did I mention that I think that you’re a real fine dancer and I like the way you dress? I’ve known a number of girls…

this song was inspired from an ee cummings poem. it was composed for rpm 2009. lyrics: i'll tell you a dream i had once up in the sky blue everything flying away a kite on a string i didn't have anything i was cool you were warm…

hopelessness. if you succeed now, you'll fail later. i wrote this song on a banjo :) but never got it in the recording.

crimson should have been my cleanser...

wont you stop?! just stop and wait.

you owe your life to no country or land but to the ones that matter.

Sundays have always been a disappointment for me. If you've never spent the entire day just moving about, drinking beer, enjoying the weather and putting off the upcoming week, you should. Maybe not every week.

rpmchallenge is exhausting. even when you don't have kids, or aren't taking classes, or don't have lots of vocational responsibilities. so, I didn't give up. I finished. but I thought about calling it quits. this song was a thought along the way…

good night