A contemporary mythological expedition to our hereafter.

Mount Olympus

Galloping Horses

Preliminary Sketch of Woman

A Cliche' Romance is a song I wrote naturally. It is inspired a bit by Romeo and Juliet. I rhyme "alone" with "phone" so it is cliche', so sue me. I'm supposed to write really meaningful and poetic lyrics that make people see existence in a new color, but I've never been a fan of what-I'm-supposed-to-do. So as the French say, "Baise il". 

A Cliche' Romance

This is an old recording. I was attending Monroe Community College (MCC) at this time and living in 300 Alexander street in Rochester. Now it is being renovated and will bear the name luxury apartments. But, then it was affordable. I spent a lot of time at the bars imitating Charles Bukowski.

I probably wrote this song in 2007, but maybe in 2008. Living a Bukowski-esque lifestyle doesn't lend well to Memory. Likely, I was working at Harris Communications assembling military grade radio terminals. Day after day I built terminals for a war I didn't believe in. Everyday I dreamt of getting on a plane and flying west to California. There I'd just disappear on the beach. This song is about that dream. But, its also about how I changed and became something I despised. So after eleven months of fooling myself at Harris, I quit and decided to resume my studies at MCC which furthered my love affair with history and philosophy. 



Airplane (The Art of Dying, 2007-8)

This song is a simple pop song, but I really like the tone of the guitar. The call-and-response between the bass drum and vocals is nice to. At that time I had zero music theory and it was all just feeling; trial and error. I remember being very happy with my voice that day. I felt like the Gods and world were on my side. I remember thinking, 'I kind of sound like Rivers Cuomo' in the chorus. That was the only time I ever thought I sounded like him. So all that makes this a good recording. On this recording and many others from this period, I used a Yamaha drum pad kit (see picture for this song) that I inherited from my late friend Greg Austin. That thing must be twenty years old or something. I still have it somewhere in storage. Now its vintage I guess.

Life Takes its Toll (The Art of Dying, 2007-8)

I was walking down the street and heard this song echoing from a tin can. I looked in the tin can and saw an insect with sunglasses howling like Led Belly. He had the smallest acoustic guitar. Luckily he had a single for sale. I asked him if I could upload it to the net. He said, "Yeah. I don't mind. A'nt nothing gonna come from it anyhow". 

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