The secret courts & ketamine clashes with multiple teams of bluebloods that were enlisted to perform raids on various domiciles inhabited by Jack Merlot are described within the lyrics of this rowdy, bluesy-jazzy take on Tin Pan Alley…

oh sing a song about how when you're doing it you were writing about doing her and insofar as we could tell you were most proud of describing it as 'unless you like hitting the back' which made us all get a little softer in our collective stances…

the story of the woodbury red tape fire pit mixtape would have to wait, she thought to herself the municipality of woodbury itself not being confined to businesspeople or salarymen considering themselves to be sharks; how to build a business…

there was a chance that the sequel would be better than the original. she mulled this over in her head as the sound of the fleeing boys echoed throughout the vaulted ceiling of the library of babel

the paw prints, weary little tracks from where princess mononoke had fled from the living quarters, made her way up to the crawlspace above the breakfast nook, will not come down despite plaintive cries & pleas from her flatmate she must…

Camper van Cougar van Camper van Cougar van whittled down to circus peanuts it's just johnny osmosis johnny osmosis johnny osmosis whittled down to circus peanuts squeaky twin ptosis camper van cougar van camper van…

Let the River / Take us Higher / floating Potions / bottled Fire

You can hear the radoe of her stride as she progresses to the center of the room of cages; a room where perilously those that had been stricken with a poor lot in life or had made a deal that went southside pride; the mages in their cages looking…

EX MILITARY punk rock zine from the Milwaukee dial-up scene; where the Grips that were Psi-ded with copper-clad steel planchetts, and there was but a mere whisper of a waifish trade token for all to gather, smirking, arms akimbo, as they envied…

Valerie was fatefully tied to the fortunes of Amy, so we lay Valerie to rest knowing the it was Amy's fortuitous spell kindling the flames of another young heart.

An instrumental I worked on with the intention of eventually using it as the rhythm section of an actual song, with actual words & what-have-you. Born out of a desire to make it through this godforsaken winter here in Minnesota & hit…

Everyone probably knows the Holy Roller Ice Queen this song was inspired by. She's majorly bipolar, it's either the greatest moment in the history of humankind or a blowout disaster than even Superman couldn't fix. I accept both the credit…

Shouts out to Laser Jesus & his comrade-at-arms Robot Moses for giving us the traction we needed to pull this off. This song is an effort to blend influences of beat-boxing, freestyle lyrical flows, Tuvan throat singing, & space-age…

This song was inspired by me finding out one day that I am no longer impressed by people just because they work for one of the intelligence agencies in the Federal government. For instance, it is sort of embarassing that the NSA are still licking…

This composition is an extension of my goal to evolve musically by working on each part of the music individually. I'm still seeing what works / doesn't work, it's hard out here for a pimp. In any case, I'm getting a hella much better at…

Frustrated with some of his familial challenges, Jack Merlot makes time to spend with his surrogate ( LEPIDOPTERA ) family, who have recently adopted a turtle from nearby Lake Minnetonka.

They used to be called "White Russians", back in the day. Now some people have got to callin' em "Caucasians", which I guess usually wouldn't sit that well with some folk. Well, not at first. But now that the curtains have closed on Shadowbroker…

World War Nine Shadow Broker Currency Vocals : Jack Merlot Sampling : Ake Kappatsu Drums : Miroslav Doppelbock --- * --- * --- * --- * --- * --- * So, I know you don't really know me now do ya But I say…

This single is an unreleased song written for the "Knockin' Boots with the Two-Bit Grifter Sisters" full-length L.P. It's unrelated to the L.P. itself, obviously, but it's a jazzy little number with some interesting elements I thought I'd share…

Well this is the third disc of the three-disc set known as "Knockin' Boots with Seraphim Lepidoptera Inside the 7-11 Bathroom", which is the live 1979 vinyl-only release from the Amoeba Discs in-store all-acoustic set from the Big Island. Many…