The eleventh entry in the Jaxaphone Daily series! 

This song is the result of my rush hour traffic anxiety. I could hardly breath while making my way to the airport and the muscles in my back were tightening up so that I could feel my scalp become irritated. You know the feeling? 

I started yelling in the car about nothing (see Jaxaphone Ten: Wind Brain) and felt a little relief. By the time I made it to passenger pickup, which had a fifteen minute line of cars, I was singing this song!

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Jaxaphone Eleven: Herd This Wild West

A number twelve Jaxaphone entry. Hip-Hop meets Porkface as a steel guitar mediates the new friendship.

Jaxaphone Twelve: Lauryn Hill's Doo Wop (That Thing)

I come downstairs one morning and find a piece of burnt toast on the kitchen counter. It’s torn roughly in two and crumbs are everywhere. There’s a broken plate nearby and a knife with butter is on the floor.

Image credit: Extra Crispy (http://www.extracrispy.com/culture/820/burnt-toast-motherhood)

Music and sound engineering: Jason Fox

Toast.

How vodka and a car crash made me love again.

Then I was dead, and I was frightened again.

Thanks for leaving me the mini van in your will!

Behind Yer Eyes

Bending motherboards

I sometimes miss the days of four-track tape machines and shameless Pink Floyd covers. "How I wish, How I wish I were twelve..."

Jason Fox

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