This is a really rough early home studio demo of a song in development for my new recording project, The Wishing Well Divers' "Tragicomic Americana." Ironically, just as I've been working on this song, which thematically concerns stigmitization and marginalization, and well, being face down on the floor, I had a health scare last night that left me literally face down on the bathroom floor for a half hour. I've got no job, health insurance, family support, or cash cushion right now, so this song has taken on new personal meanings for me just since I started recording it a couple of days ago, with new worries about health problems and their potential to make it harder to find work and insurance. [more inside]
About 24 years ago, between 1992--1995 or so, I played in a popular art rock band in Panama City, Florida, called Killing Darlings. An old friend recently gave me access to his stash of the lo-fi recordings we produced over the years with that band, and this is one of them. There's a longer playlist of recovered tracks over here on Sound Cloud. [more inside]
There is such a thing as light-imbued melancholy. This song shows that @Ummagma is among a cozy handful of bands nowadays who seem to thrive on achieving that combination. You can find Ummagma here too. [more inside]
The power of passive aggression, in song form. Meant for listening loud in headphones, although what isn't?
An old song based on this scene from Mary Poppins that I told melissa may I'd post a long time ago. [more inside]