"My dreams are all dead 'n buried
Sometimes I wish tha sun'd just explode
When God comes 'n calls me to 'is kingdom
I'll take all ya sons-a-bitches when I go!"


"Do not touch tha trim!"

There was a point to this blog... what was it?... oh yeah...

Due to many accumulating factors, I've started writing and recording music again.  I've got a decent set-up right now, mostly thanks to James and what he's taught me.  It sounds rough, but that's fine.  I'm also lacking keyboard and drums (obviously), but for starters guitar and bass are enough.  I'll create a page and post stuff when there's suitable material to share.

The truck-boat-truck will have to wait... there are tunes to be laid down...