All this awful flood action has inspired me to dig up the sad old tail of Highway Boy, raised by his trucker brother, because his father was a hurricane and his mother was a cellar door. [more inside]
Henry King's Reel, a fiddle tune written by Trevor Stuart of Haywood County, North Carolina. [more inside]
Trap downtempo post blues rock. [more inside]
the latest experiment in creativity...
So ominous_paws rounded up That Guy comments and then mandolin_conspiracy said "Arranged properly, these are verses to a song. Somehow." and, well, not to be That Guy but [more inside]
As long as I am posting moody, folksy songs with voice and guitar...here's another one!
Punk, metal, jazz, slack, folk and noise. This pretty much typifies the grab bag that was my band, Big Ghost. Like trying to get Pavement and RHCP to agree on California rock. It's a mess, but it was our kinda mess. [more inside]
A mix of some guitar, some electronic dancey stuff and spoken word by my son.
A guitar-synthesizer and some soft drum-machines are giving one another the side-eye on the public transportation. The bus is running on a Möbius strip. [more inside]
Carbon 7 - these things just go where they go. From our new release, Operation Fishbowl. This one clocks in at 13 minutes, with a bit of a Latin flair in spots, which is odd for us. [more inside]
An ambient-ish electronic composition in 3 movements. (17:21, 120bpm, C) As yet untitled. [more inside]
(That's the title, I have not in fact been drinking all day...) Country-ish, imagine you and your man are on the outs and you're feeling a little bitter about it.
Vocal and guitar, one rough take, one track, melodic and intense two minutes and thirty seconds
Due to circumstances almost entirely beyond my control, I recently became responsible for a wonderful young dog named Orsa. This song is written from her perspective. [more inside]
The world is a crazy place right now so here's a new wave song about GOLF! [more inside]
The first of a new series of ditties titled "Realtors of the World," based on real estate agents' names that managed to worm their way into our heads.
First song written and recorded since I moved to Napa. Spooky grungy punk that maybe doesn't reflect my sunny new locale. Written about my drummer's frustration with dating, online and otherwise. Lyrics in fold. [more inside]
Dagga Punisment (yours truly) featuring text and voice by my wife, Nadine. [more inside]
last song of the album - kind of seems to be about my life right now ... [more inside]
Some goofy synthwave that I found lying around the old project bin.
next to last song [more inside]
Havin a play on the Korg Monologue Featuring the Roland JX-8P on chords
This piano part and vocal melody have been rattling around in my brain for a while--finally wrote some lyrics and fleshed it out a bit.
... [more inside]
i guess it's about getting old...
Not a cover of the Faith No More song. Oh no. [more inside]
or the song of this summer [more inside]
At this point I just need to acknowledge that childish major-key jams with samba feet are my home genre. [more inside]
Warm, mellow vocals, guitar, fiddle. My first post!
downtown, no finer place for sure downtown, everything's waiting for you [more inside]
under heavy manners [more inside]
perhaps no future was the optimist view [more inside]
Just some piano.
A synthy jam about the magic of summer, youth and minivans.
new album is called no rain - this song's about someone who's not winning [more inside]
Next time I see you, it's on me.
This gloomy synth jam was made on an airplane and finished late at night in my parents' home during an emotionally complicated visit. [more inside]
A little finger style Elvis Medley. As slow as I could manage.
a rough recording of a song i wrote the other day. inspired by a number of travelers i befriended while bumming around BC. [more inside]