Original track. Dean on all vocals and guitars 

LYRICS
Landed from outerspace, fish out of water
Centre of everyone's attention 
asleep in the corner
Searching for kinsmen who might 
be on the same path
Wrong destination feels like 
a b&w photograph

Suburban wasteland, no home for aliens
Suburban wasteland, no home for aliens... 
like me

Kissed by the golden sunshine 
in from the cold
Lucky to find ocean solace 
to paint canvas bold
Silence the extrovert who is buried within 
Smiling alone in the shadows 
a loss is a win

Suburban wasteland, no home for aliens
Suburban wasteland, no home for aliens... 

Where is my rocket to take me home
Exit closed, signs overgrown 
Darkness comes, I got nowhere to go 

Suburban wasteland, no home for aliens
Suburban wasteland, no home for aliens... 
like me, like me, like me

Suburban Wasteland

psybient, ambient, atmospheric, psychedelic

Invaders

a journey into deep mind and soul...full of emotion and feelings
let this groove reach your heart and spirit

Fat Crunchy Banging Dings

Sunday Morning Drive

Time To Chill

have a great day

BABY WON’T YOU TAKE ME

LearnToFlyHigh

Can You Feel It?

I Know You Do

Cruzin Tha Block PT.2

Sunday Haze

This is the sounding board for my many projects. I use this for works-in-progress to check mix levels and such. None of these tracks is finished.

Sunday Morning Drive

Botch!