One take, shitty audio, but the right shirt! Enjoy (ish)! Now to the bar! Lyrics: Oh now baby. Why’d you run so far? I guess that’s why you don’t know where you are. Oh now baby. Your beauty blinds the stars. I guess that’s why you don’t know where you are. On now baby. I’m […]
March 15, 2010
Brains are pretty amazing. Last Saturday, I spent the morning and afternoon updating my play, Paris is Dead. I made a lot of changes in the grammar, punctuation, and sentence structure. I also found a new, illuminating, and crucial event in the final moments of the third act. For some, grammar, punctuation, and sentence structure […]
February 24, 2010
Back in the time that history forgot (the late 90s!), it was no easy task to record and share music. Fortunately, at some point, some enterprising students at Wilfrid Laurier University started a club that independently produced an annual sampler CD. It was pay to play. Eventually, I worked up the courage to record two […]
February 18, 2010
I’m working on a couple of new songs but none have coalesced as of yet. Because I don’t want to lose momentum on my little recording adventure, I decided to record an old song. It is quite old, rarely played, and for some reason always remembered. There are a few up-dates and modifications but not enough […]
February 4, 2010
When I’m on a roll, I tend to roll on. Not unlike Proud Mary. Especially when a semi-competitive game like song-tag is involved (thank, Dave). This short simple song wrote itself fairly quickly but for some reason it was kind of a pain in the ass to get on video. At one point, I actually […]
December 11, 2008
Well you sacrifice your liver to award the final stand there’s nothing’s quite so simple as an undiscovered land just crack your spine and draw a line ring a copper bell words without moments going sink below the well Crawl across my windshield with the sunshine in your hair just close your eyes and comb […]
December 7, 2008
I will take a chance on your face I feel I can breathe in your mind I know I will savor your inside-taste I want your presence pressed to mine But I can’t feel anything No I can’t feel anything But your love Pheromones flood free pulses race Blood flows fresh through organs to our […]
December 7, 2008
What you see is what you get All my actions they disclose The kind of being that I am The world in which I am enclosed What is lost cannot be used Meaning comes and memory goes See this thought with tattoos The word made flesh always shows I don’t need to see you And […]
December 7, 2008
I begin with my confession You slip into introspection I speak words without inflection You speak words without intentions I’ll be false until your dead There’s no need to smile Patience always pays in time Fashion loses style Your employing inculcation I rely on infiltration You believe in meditation I believe in masturbation I’ll be […]
October 1, 2011
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