I raced against the clock to finish this one before 2017: a song-journey on the Westbound Twin Cities Hiawatha train between Chicago and Minneapolis, operated by the Milwaukee Road from 1935-1971. [more inside]
A rerecording of an ode to a dead shopping mall, in a Penny Lane or Kinks-like mode. My dad sat in on tuba. [more inside]
Ode to a doomed shopping mall. [more inside]
Originally just a melody that I'd use when singing nonsense songs to my cats, TiT turned into one of the mellower, more atmospheric Derailleur songs. It's very loosely about the Tom Robbins book Fierce Invalids Home from Hot Climates, but really the overall tone is more important than any words.