Lyrical montage time, replete with mp3s.

"I brought your face down on my head; it was something I rehearsed in a dream,
You're too good looking for your own damn good and you don't know what it could mean!
You've got me dying of thirst in the meantime -- it even hurts when I scream,
You've got me drowning and still in the meantime you don't know what ( Read more... )

Another lyrical montage of songs I really couldn't resist sharing.

"The day is winding slowly backwards,
I'm trying to remember something she said,
But no sense remains; she has chased it all away...
Sometimes those things are so hard to say,
But maybe tomorrow we'll talk about it,
'Cause there's no sense today; she has chased it all away,
She's here, ( Read more... )

"We look softly as if to say something that we both require, hands poised with grace,
Trace of a smile playing on a face, talking low, looking into you...
How can I know what runs through you? It's absurd and impossible; there is no way to tell...
We stand lonely, almost as far apart as a pearl and its empty shell...
What runs through me? What stands ( Read more... )

"Sulphur Mill Garden" (Recorded 23 September 2005)
This five-minute free-form composition consists of me making scraping noises against various objects with a pen, a sample from a cassette I made a few years ago that I used to record rhythm patterns on so I could use them at a later date for some song, and a drum machine loop -- all slowed down to ( Read more... )