Upon Where My Dog's Muddy Grave Lie On A Cloudy, (Blue) Rainy Day


Description:
Really sad piece.
(Second take, improvised from memory, ignore the mistakes)

A View From My Desk Is A Window, A View...(cont. in description)

Yeah, I was listening to too much Sunn O))) and Boris, sue me.

You Are The Space Between My Cracking Knuckles

The moaning and groaning throughout the song are part of the song, yes.

Not Feeling Good (Take 1)

The only song I had recorded on this particular computer from last year. Do not remember the chords.

Mouseholes

Not a traditional slide, originally written as a score for a title card sequence.

Film Opener (King Aint Dead)

Dancing On Curry (Take 2)

"True blood spills on our day
thickening the stinging air where it hangs.

All men kneel to slumber
their swords and pikes laid as they, soft in snow,
handles warm with gripped palms.

All men dream into cold
Their hands crumpling in, their bodies left
to erode on swash shores.

All men fall into fits 
as vomit hardens in their throats and the
bile that ate away their hollow guts
is their last loan of life.


True blood spills on our day,
The first sight of true blood is on the altar.

True blood spills on our day,
The first sight of true blood is on the altar.

True blood spills on our day,
The first sight of true blood is on the altar.

True blood spills on our day,
The first sight of true blood is on the altar.

True blood spills on our day,
The first sight of true blood is on the altar.

True blood spills on our day,
The first sight of true blood is on the altar.

True blood spills on our day,
The first sight of true blood is on the altar."

KING DEAD