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Ghost Light

Cry me a river cover

Una grabación durante la presentación en un restaurante, disculpen el ruido.

Dream A Little Dream  Cover

Circa 2003, a short ambient piece.  (Liz on violin), composition by Z.

OnTheRadio

A live recording I engineered / mixed / mastered of Sonus Quartet, Live in San Luis Obispo.  www.sonusquartet.com

Sonus Quartet - Herman

A live recording of one of my favorite songs, by the genius Adam Duritz of Counting crows.... Perfect Blue Buildings.

Perfect Blue Buildings - Counting Crows Cover (LIVE)

In childhood
My sisters and I
We see words so wrong sometimes

Hanging out in your world
Getting stoned and drunk
Bitching, spoiled
Lifting up your skirt

Not saying what I really mean at all
Just expecting your face to fall
But it's, happy valentines Honey,
Nothing to earn

You call up your grandpa, your grandmaw, your mother, and your father
To tell them
There's something wrong with the boy I love

Damn right.

I've got a knife in my heart
But I'm, on the front lawn, my idea
Stripping down, high as a mother fucking kite

But I'm
Pure as snow
There's no where left to go

But I'm
Pure as snow
There's no where left for you and I, to go

A stick of incense now
But it used to be the sun
See I was an infant, and I cracked open
To discover that there's no one

Now all there is left to do from now to yesterday
Is swim away
Forever, and ever, and ever

But I'm
Pure as snow
There's no where left for you and I to go
But I'm
Pure as snow
There's no where left for you and I, you and I

To go...

Now I've been hanging out in your world,
Getting stoned, drunk, bitching, spoiled
Lifting up your skirt, not saying what I really mean at all

Just expecting your face to fall...

Happy valentines, Honey...

But I'm
Pure as snow
There's no where left for you and I to go
But I'm 
Pure as snow

There's no where left for you and I, you and I, to go...

I'm high as a mother fucking kite
I'm high as a mother fucking kite

Pure As Snow

Suzy smelling salts
And the summer sins are sulking
And I have forgotten
Basic grammar

But your pillow lips and your shoulder slips
Are the reasons that the clock keeps ticking
And I have forgotten
Mother's manners

I mean I'm supposed to be at this party, right?
I mean, I've got a drink in my hand
The roofie's dissolving...
Time to black out and head to the promised land

I might be an idiot, but see..
Don't question me
I mean I've got both hands up your dress
How can it be time to talk yet?

Suzy smelling salt and the summer sins are sulking
And I have forgotten
Basic grammar....

Suzy Smelling Salts

Final Goodbye - Live @ SideCar Pub

You're my fair weather friend
You run away when the wind gets strong
Take a tendon from cadaver
To give you speed
You used to talk about right and wrong

So who's the little boy with the M16?
I'm trying to remember who I used to be
And I get no pity for my leprosy
I try to shock my heart
But I lose my eyes

Suffering, oh God....
Friends hang their head and pretend it's not...
But the dogs and the rats and the cats agree
That it's here, that it's home

You're my fair weather friend
You run away when the wind gets strong
Take a tendon from cadaver
To give you speed

You used to talk about what's right and wrong

Suffering, oh God!
Friend's hang their head and pretend it's not
But the dogs and the rats and the cats agree...
That it's here, that it's here, that it's here...

You're my fair weather friend
You run away when the wind gets strong

Take a life that you used to own...
And I remember when you used to talk about right and wrong...

So who's the little boy with the M16?
I'm trying to remember who I used to be!

And I get no pity for my leprosy...

I try to find my heart but I lose my eyes....

You're my fair weather friend
You run away when the wind gets strong
Take a tendon from cadaver
To give you speed

Well you used to talk about right and wrong...

Sonus Quartet - Herman

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