Written for IOC Songwriter Sessions 26th July 2022

# Lyrics

This far I’ve taken me
Hauled over all that came before
Driven through the wretched poor
Through fortunate fools and more

The spoils now mine to feast
Moist morsels of a slaughtered beast
Tastes of fresh blood and soil 
What it means to succeed, all it takes to succeed

Won’t let uncomfortable conscience distract
From my momentary victory

Just how far I’ve become
Before now just memories
Laid waste to everything I claim
What it takes to be free, all it costs to be free

Too far ahead now to look back
Facing a purposeful visionary

Focus set to forge ahead
Building momentum not stationary

Won’t let uncomfortable conscience distract
From my momentary victory

Too far ahead now to look back
Facing a purposeful visionary

Focus set to forge ahead
Building momentum not stationary

Won’t let uncomfortable conscience distract
From my momentary victory

Uncomfortable Conscience

Shout it out

Dry Ground

Auburn

The original track: https://soundcloud.com/jm_inc/night-sweats-open-collab

Nightsweats - J.M. INC. Open Collab

I hope it is not too presumptuous to offer my heartfelt sympathies to the British people in this way?

My condolences.

👑

Farewell Your Majesty

Out of the Box September 2022
"Oh, My Goodness!"

Machine Head #3

I Just Want Passes

Siberia

Tree of Life

this track i made to honour Frank Zappa.
It was the absolute freedom of mind to play guitar like him when i was young...
this is one of my absolute favorites of him

Watermelon in Easter Hay  noxpox mix (to honour Frank Zappa)

I almost made it to the portal, the one that would take me home, but then the sky suddenly darkened, the wind picked up, and  I could feel an ice cold chill in the air.  The sand beneath my feet began to shift, and before I knew it I was being taken away by a massive ghost ship.  There are clearly forces that don't want me to leave this place.  

It took me through a violent sand storm.  It was full of flashing lights, and images of people and places I once knew played like a movie on a screen made of clouds.  I must have passed out because once the dust settled I could see that I had traveled all the way to the edge of the desert.  Trees.  Lots of trees up ahead....

The Phantom Sandship

Scott Van Zandt