A song recorded today. Lyrics by Gordy Macdonald. Lyrics: How can I make a promise? And how can I make it real? How can you say you love me When your lips don't move at all? How can you see it coming? And how will you know it's me? How will…

this one has got a kind of angry feel to it, what!

this one has got a kind of angry feel to it, what!

Recording from a lecture (in german) on bio politics and art. 2009-11-24 Thomas Lemke

We celebrate the passing of a great musical instrument. Hobart M. Cable, the piano lent to us this summer, is going back to his kind owner, Danny. He will be dearly missed. We hastily wrote this little ditty in his last few hours in our possession…

Written and recorded in 2006 (I think). Another I hesitated to upload since it's so sloppy, but I am filing it under For the Sake of Posterity...Don't remember much, but I think I was using an Ibanez Artist semi-hollow body guitar, PodXT, '70s…