Dear someone special,
I'm running, especially from my dreams. You haunt me in my sleep, and it's urging me to the deepest point. Emerging this sea's out of choice, but out of breath means out of words and more, or we could drown out our thoughts. Forget what we were taught, 'cause searching for a purpose hurts us worst: implored to conform. '
When you're brought up by strings like puppets you'll never know what love is.

And don't take a step when the sun sets in. You could be blinded by distances and instances forgiveness wins but leaves you shorter than inches within listening and then wishing you could believe you're meant to be alone thinking of somebody. Someone special.
In this town when we thought we'd escape and not get caught, the winds wore out the clouds to shrouds of doubt. I liked it before.
When you're brought up by strings like puppets you'll never know what love is.

Marie Annette

Heartbreak Road

First time I recorded live drums. Around the time I started using Logic as a recording software too.

Good feeeellllssss.

Goofy Golf

I like my two five ones with a side of minor four.
Jazz and home recording have one thing in common...
there's always room for improv - ment.
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*mic fumbles from hands*

Did this one to do it. Low stakes, little easy breezy, light and fun little time there.

Kept it super simple with Logic. Plugged in via audio interface for guitars/bass, and some kinda condenser mic to record drums overhead. May've also mic'd the kick, nothing fancy. I'm no real deal.

LYFF

Suppose I'm just hopeful, hopeless. This could be the best thing for her. Figures, she gives the world and much more. Now I'm just torn, when firstly it was so warm, slightly littered with signs of warning. Suffer and scorn, before. Much tougher to mourn the loss of worth.
Cold as you are, it burns, yet I can't feel a thing at all. This is just fall. Winter could be too close to call. Over, you tell me not to stall, to face it. The classic back against the wall. 
All of our doubts came crashing down. Now it turns out you couldn't count on me to be the one to make it last. A figment of the past.     

Kevin Axt

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