"Our minds are permeable to forgetfulness; I myself am distorting and losing, through the tragic erosion of the years, the features of Beatriz." -- Jorge Luis Borges [more inside]
Just me and a guitar, singing an alphabet song. Be warned: I say "fuck" in it. [more inside]
Slice of acoustic girl singer pop. [more inside]
Moody ruminations with autoharp and marimba accompaniment. I just finished it, so it's still pretty hot -- watch your fingers. [more inside]
My one-person band, drowsy, delivers this delicious 1950s-inspired retro-pop (with crunchy autoharp topping!) directly to your doorstep. Quick, answer the door! [more inside]
The Olivers are on some rough seas right now, but here's something to guide us all to better shores. [more inside]
Russian DJ a prisoner of the Caucasus
Island of bad luck
This first time I presented this song, I made a drastic edit to the melody that turned out to be unsuccessful. Also, my singing sucked. [more inside]
Due to popular demand, here's yet another mix of "Secret Book" with vocals, as originally posted here and here. [more inside]
For the RPM Challenge. [more inside]
Lo-fi jangly short atonal pop. [more inside]
Context: For those who haven't heard it, the previous album (Will the Moon Explode in ... the 23rd Century?) is about mysterious problems with the moon that seem to indicate impending disaster. At the end of the album we have treated the symptoms but are uncertain as to whether or not we have cured the moon. [more inside]
This song is from the band I have been with for the longest, LOX-P, and was recorded at the same studio and under the same conditions as the last song I posted, War Waltz. On this recording I am the bass player, however I wrote the guitar line as well. Hope y'all like it. [more inside]
This is a new version of Secret Book, of which I originally posted an instrumental version here. On the new mix, my wife Lori sings beautifully, and I wail a bit at the end. [more inside]
Sung by The Infamous Benny Hill, this one is an ode to a female scientist he knows.
This is the first song off our new album, The Continuing Adventures of the 23rd Century in ... The 23rd Century. [more inside]
This is a cover of Engine by Neutral Milk Hotel. The original was the B-side of Holland, 1945. I made this recording in honor of the tenth anniversary of In the Aeroplane Over the Sea. [more inside]
This one I did for the musical version of NaNoWriMo (aka RPM). It's part of a planned concept album/musical (in the vein of Tommy or The Wall) called Comeuppance by my band Ready Demolition. This is the third demo I did tonight. Lemme know whatcha think. [more inside]
I met a guy who claimed he was a soldier from the future, here to save humanity. I wrote a song about him. It has been described as "derivative and campy" which may well be true. It's also up on YouTube. with pictures. [more inside]
Here's a song about those times when picking a random direction and hitting the road seems like best idea ever. [more inside]
Song from long ago about infatuation; remixed, remastered. Gratuitous orchestra hits at the end provided free of charge. [more inside]
This is a pop track from my new album "Save You From Yourself" featuring my friend Jerin on harmony vox. [more inside]
A while ago I posted a song from an old tape-album called It's Amazing What Some People Can Believe, and said I'd tell people when I'd uploaded the whole thing to my website. I forgot. Mea culpa. This is, as it were, the second single. [more inside]
I think this is one of the catchier songs I've come up with in a while, though I never seem to be a good judge of that. At any rate, it's a short and simple track about intense love gone missing... or something like that. [more inside]
No, not that Surfer Girl. I wrote this years ago back when the internet was still pretty new and AOL chat rooms were becoming popular. Recorded on my first Mac with no bass and a drum machine that I had absolutely no idea how to work.
A dancey pop kinda thing. I finished all the recording and rough mixes for my next album so I'm starting to enjoy making music again. Also: trying to be less of a perfectionist so I maybe don't go bonkers.
The first mostly completed track in a larger project my wife Lori and I are working on under the name Tangemeenie, called "The Gilded Age." It's obliquely about the romantic (and so often foolhardy) impulse to knock down giants just to watch them fall. Lyrics inside. [more inside]
Here is a cheerful ditty for all of you. My one-man-band, drowsy, usually uses autoharp but this song doesn't have any. It does have toy piano, if that's any consolation. (Please let me know if it is not.) [more inside]
This is the first thing I've recorded in awhile. It's a song about Christmas that I wrote for Surfjam Stevens. I recorded it in my bedroom with a little help from my friends. [more inside]
a man sitting in a chair on the second floor looking out the window.
My earlier foray into music, when I couldn't think of anything to write about. [more inside]
Not in my town. Not in any of my five towns. [more inside]
Eighties inspired electropop with vox verse and instrumental dance hook. That's Arundhati Roy you hear at the beginning. I just had to use that beautiful voice of hers somewhere.
A simple, melancholy electro instrumental that I recorded a couple of years ago. Percussion ideas came from various hip-hop sources; the melody is my own. I use it as background music during a spoken-word segment of my live shows. [more inside]
Tender love song with an intriguing, unusual structure
In 1993 I spent every weekend between the Spring Bank Holiday recording songs that I'd written on my four-track tape recorder. I'm not sure where they came from. On August Bank Holiday Monday I mixed down the final album - It's Amazing What Some People Can Believe - and copied it onto C90 cassettes. The run almost reached double figures. A raging success, then. This is the first track on Side One. The almost fifteen years' distance allows me to admit that I like it very much.
Long weekends are great for getting stuff done. This here is why the yard is still overgrown.
A while back, I posted a song called Yes, Dope. The vocal samples in it were from this here song, by my 80s punk 3 piece, The Whores. This song was included on a local sampler album put out by Glitch Records in '86, and inexplicably went to #1 on a little college station somewhere in upstate New York, and stayed there for 6 weeks. I was #1 in New york!
just a random idea i had. droning synth with vocals.
In the grand tradition of rock and roll waltzes, I bring you Angel Waltz.
Say gnfti, how's your falsetto doing? Why, I'm glad you ask! Here's a Loney, dear cover.
Sort of mildly generic uplifting pop-punk from my band (http://myspace.com/cutofffrequency). Recorded on our own, mixed on our own (not done yet), still yet to finish the mixing and mastering process.
This is an older song, comprised about six years ago. It is an angsty song, concocted in response to the second lesbian with whom I was madly enamored declining and telling me I was "beatific". It is a poppy song, and I wouldn't post it were it not, in my opinion, catchy. I'm well over the emotions, but the song is still kinda cute.
A quirky but perhaps oddly serious song inspired by that old Snake video game, written and recorded for the mefi music challenge.
This song is not actually a cover of any actual song, even though it pretends to be for reasons that will become obvious when you listen to it.