I began writing this in April of 2019, revisited it in April of 2020 (completing half the recording), and, in April 2021, decided to finish it. This is a self-indulgent, on-the-nose "fuck you" song, as well as being a remembrance of the painful and hopeless trap of romantic obsession and co-dependency. It is also a very necessary release of a 7-year period of my life, as I can now say with confidence that I have exited that fog. Thank you for indulging me. :)

Photo by Jason Quigley


Lyrics:

Bite of your bark brings taste to the dark 
But there’s no sugar left in this house
He flicks at the flame, oh I live for that pain
For the moment it burns through my blouse

You philanderer 
You take what you want
My phone is a limb
I’m easy prey
Why is her car there
And I’ll forever commit the sin

I broke the bottle on my knee just to see if there could be a new shade of red
It’s just another straight story where whiteness lacks glory, the brilliance of gray wins again

Grayscale, grayscale

You philanderer 
You take what you want
You philanderer 
I’m easy prey
You philanderer 
And I’ll forever commit the sin
Grayscale, grayscale

You philanderer
If you ask nice
My phone is a limb
You philanderer 
I’ll give you a lesson, in shame
You philanderer
Why is her car there
Grayscale, grayscale

Grayscale

I spent the better part of one day recording this, a song I have always loved dearly. Thank you to The Beach Boys for contributing such an important musical jewel to the world.

In My Room (Cover) - The Beach Boys

Suicide has affected us all in some way or another. Many of those close to me have lost someone close to them in this way, and I see and feel their pain. Being left with unanswered questions, unfulfilled wishes and (perhaps) regrets can make the grieving process even more complicated. I wanted to express these feelings musically and lyrically. My heart goes out to all those affected by suicide.

Lyrics:

This is transient
This is context
Pull the frame back
See the madness that intertwines
to make us whole and connected

I don't know how else to make you see me
I don't know what else to say or do

You are not alone
This will go away
Tried to hold on
But you couldn't stay and I 
I don't know why

What could we have said to make you feel seen?
What could we have done to pull you through?
Maybe you would still be here if only
We knew

This Is Transient

This jokey song came out in like 2 min, when I sat down to write it ~10 years ago. A friend just reminded me of it tonight, so I decided to post it here. At the time I was trying really hard to let go of preciousness in songwriting...hence, this. 

The song doesn't mean anything. The inside joke is between my dear friends and bandmates in Swansea - Ji (the drummer) hates the name 'Craig' with a passion, Rebecca (the singer/keyboardist) cannot properly pronounce the word 'burger' (it sounds something like "beuhrrrrgeuhrrr"), and I (the bassist) cannot properly pronounce the word 'ruined' (it sounds something like "rueweeend").

Enjoy this "iPhone perched upon a keyboard" recording of a weird, pointless song. :)

Craig Burger Ruined

OMFG. I was over the moon this morn when I awoke to this remix of my stupid song. I secretly wanted someone to do this...and I was tempted to ask around to see if any friends wanted to...but Kane just, did it. #MyHero This is now a perfect, not stupid song. And extra special thanks for adding in the bit at the end - recorded from a toilet in an Atlanta hotel.

Craig Burger Ruined (Kane Mathis Remix)

I made a voice memo of a walk around my neighborhood in the summer of 2024. Then I added some music to it. This song is fair representation of what the inside of my head sounds like on a walk. I wrote it as a reminder to myself to breathe. Just breathe.

Emerson St

My friend, Sean Quackenbush, remixed this song for me and made it sparkle. Thank you, Sean!

Suicide has affected us all in some way or another. Many of those close to me have lost someone close to them in this way, and I see and feel their pain. Being left with unanswered questions, unfulfilled wishes and (perhaps) regrets can make the grieving process even more complicated. I wanted to express these feelings musically and lyrically. My heart goes out to all those affected by suicide.

Lyrics:

This is transient
This is context
Pull the frame back
See the madness that intertwines
to make us whole and connected

I don't know how else to make you see me
I don't know what else to say or do

You are not alone
This will go away
Tried to hold on
But you couldn't stay and I 
I don't know why

What could we have said to make you feel seen?
What could we have done to pull you through?
Maybe you would still be here if only
We knew

This Is Transient (Remix)

Take A Ride With Me

Old Lover

I first heard this song while browsing YouTube for The Tallest Man On Earth videos (I was just discovering him) - I happened upon his KEXP performance of this beautiful, magical song and I knew instantly I wanted to cover it. I spent hours attempting to decipher his fingerpicking code but eventually came to accept my 50% interpretation. I love everything about this song - the lyrics, the chords, the melody...they are striking and romantic and devastating. 

Thanks go to these exceptional humans for helping to make this happen:
Steve Drizos (The Panther): Co-Producer, Engineer, Mixing, Percussion, Viola effects magic help
Jenny Conlee-Drizos: Piano
Bryan Daste: Pedal Steel, reverse Glockenspiel, Backing Vocals
Jon Neufeld: Mastering
I played Acoustic/Electric guitars, Mellotron, Violin/Viola effects and harmonics and sang Lead/Backing Vocals.

Thank you, Kristian Matsson, for putting this piece of art into the world.

Where Do My Bluebird Fly (Cover) - The Tallest Man On Earth

I make weird music that does not need to meet anyone’s expectations. That’s a beautiful and lucky thing. No name-dropping here. Just enjoying a free space to share musical bits.

A Cat Named Grandpa

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