Descriptions never work as they should.. so, you decide. Me and Marty going berko...

Houndog Blues Absolutely Ripn

A Third Hand love song. (unfinished but had to share) :)

Her Daddies Got a Machete

Armageddon Breakfast or Army Breky as we call it is a reflection on the confusion faced by those afflicted with being at odds with capitalism and the hopelessness felt by many who see a trainwreck happening in slow motion on this awesome planet. The conundrum that faces those that care and the futility felt by those who oppose it and don't know what to do about it. When those that speak out are so easily discredited by the media as looneys or hippies. the song tries to make light of the ridiculous situation imposed upon us by money grubbing pigs pursuing their own selfish agendas with not a single thought for anyone else. How does a right thinking individual rationalize these thoughts into a positive disposition and what are the actions that can be taken. I wrote this song as a challenge to try and make this insanity a humorous subject. Humour is the ultimate weapon against humourless bastards! It confuses them.. :) 
.I hope ya dig it!   

Armageddon Breakfast

I believe. that without music I would be lost.  Music is magic. Jamming is soul sex.

Justin Winmill