Lore is a tender and unflinching coming-of-age record — a scrapbook of youth, friendship, and the long shadow of time. Across ten songs, Used Fiction traces the afterimage of adolescence through love letters, cheap cameras, and late-night calls from friends who never quite made it out. From the earnest defiance of “Amateur Photography” to the weary grace of “15 Years Out” and “Degas,” the album turns nostalgia into myth and regret into quiet redemption.

Equal parts elegy and memoir, Lore dignifies the ordinary, the bad bands, the heartbreaks, the parking-lot dreams, and finds meaning in the mistakes that shaped a life. It’s an album about growing older without losing the tenderness of who you were, and learning, finally, that every wrong turn was the right move all along.

15 Years Out

©2024-2025 words and music written by Mario G. Di Sandro
Wet Socks

Wet socks on a rainy day
Just another reason not to stay
Gray skies in a cloudy haze
Adding up all the ways 
(For why)
I… shouldn’t be here
I… should be there
But I stay 

Getting dark at midday
Just another reason not to stay
Wrong shoes in a downpour 
These little battles in an endless war
(Tell me)
I… shouldn’t be here
I… should be there
So I stay 

But summer will be landing soon
To pull you on out of the gloom
But will it be enough to keep you here 

Wind gusts on a sunny day 
Just another reason not to stay 
Chilly winds against a cloudless sky 
Blowing all my plans awry 
(I know)
I… shouldn’t be here
I… should be there
Don’t think I’ll stay 

Wet Socks (demo)

Infinite 
©2024-2025 words and music written by Mario G. Di Sandro

Time is not guaranteed
So lead with love not hate
All these misgivings
Will haunt your lonely fate 

Time is not finite
But love is infinite
All these tribulations 
Will guide your aching heart 

We don’t get time back
We don’t get that back
We don’t get life back
We never get it back 

Life is not guaranteed 
So live like there’s no end
All these hesitations 
Will stall your dreams, don’t wait 

Life is not permanent
But death is written in stone
All these second chances 
Will forge your path ahead 

We don’t get time back
We don’t get that back
We don’t get life back
We never get it back 

We don’t get time back
We don’t get that back
We don’t get life back
We never get it back 

Infinite (demo)

Instrumental piano reprise of Harbinger of Death

Death (reprise) (demo)

Instrumental reverse track opener. The opposite of Entropy is Negentropy. 

Negentropy (demo)

Tall Tales
©2024-2025 Words and music by Mario G. Di Sandro

Tall tales
Short lives
Better run to
The other side 

Tall tales
Old wives 
Time to get
To higher tide 

The trees speak
Between the breeze 
Spirits haunting and
Swallowed by the Sound
Oh, the sound
Oh, the sound
The Sound 

Tall tales, but
Where’s the lie?
Speak easy of
The Underground 

Tall tales
While some die
A dark history 
Until it’s found 

The trees speak
Between the breeze 
Spirits haunting and
Swallowed by the Sound
Oh, the sound
Oh, the sound
The Sound 

Build it up, and build it tall
Bury it under, bury it all
The fires burning, setting it all free…

Tall tales
Short lives
Better run to
The other side 

Tall tales
Old wives 
Time to get
To higher tide 

The trees speak
Between the breeze 
Spirits haunting and
Swallowed by the Sound
Oh, the sound
Oh, the sound
The Sound 


Tall Tales (demo)

Existence
Words and music ©2025 by Mario G. Di Sandro

To know, to breathe 
Who are we to be? 
On this mystic plane

To live, to die 
Is it one big lie?
On this cosmic stage

The sun, the moon
We leave too soon
Passing thru this world 

The stars, the skies
The love behind the eyes
Gone for eternity 

The trees, the leaves
The soil beneath our feet
Regenerating life

A voice, a word 
A language so absurd 
Guiding us since that day

A crawl, a step
One giant leap
What does it all mean?

A spark, a bang
At who’s command?
A universe born unto us

Hold on, too long 
We’ll be alone 
In this existence  

Hold on, too long 
We’ll be alone 
In this existence 

Hold on, too long 
We’ll be alone 
In this existence 

Hold on, too long 
We’ll be alone 
In this existence

Existence (demo)

Production experiment and song of the week. Made a process video too, put that up on the youtubes.

All Of The Time

San Francisco based singer songwriter multi-instrumentalist with an emphasis on the Banjo. Hosts an open mic at Bazaar Cafe Thursday nights. I want to play banjo for your record! PM me.

This is a repository of demos and ideas in progress, ie Song of the Week. Keep tuned in to see where they end up.



All Of The Time

Josh Beemish