"White ain't right and black don't know shit. Let's find the gray, let's get  creative." not amped up and couldn't sing any loud notes. but cool chords and a neat  idea for a start fora song.

"Lets get grey" -- drunk improv jam  12-09-14

too drunk to remember the lyrics for this but I remembered some of it and the chords.. "You ever wish you had someone, to sit with you, in the dark on your bed. you ever wish you had someone, to tell you all the thoughts you hear in your head. just ain't true. to cry and smile and say, "what am I gonna do with you?" whatever may be, may your wish come true. 
you ever wish you had someone, to tell you not to drive at night with your eyes closed. you ever wish you had someone, to tell you not to pick a fight with a telephone pole. 'cause it's a fight you cant win. curl up into a ball on the floor and take it on the chin and say "baby what am I gonna do with you?" but whatever may be, I cant let your wish come true. you ever wish you had someone, to hide all the knives in the house and hold you tight. you ever wish you had someone, to sit with you in the bathroom until that fucking daylight comes to cry and smile and say, "what am I gonna do with you?" but whatever maybe I can't let this wish come true. some wishes come back to haunt you. come back to haunt us all. what what what am I gonna do with you."

drunk feels pt 2

looped bass guitar with vocals solos/leads and harmonica.

"We've been trying way too hard.
To tag up these bedroom walls.
With memories of you.
And with memories of me.
I can be that wildstyle,
you say you're just chicken scratch.
Let's sit around for a while.
See if this egg don't hatch.

But tryhard dies today."

millennial graffiti

there was a blackout on my block. had no power and wanted to record this jam to remember it, it's half jamming and half practice/drilling it into my head to learn/play it right. this is with my epi with 11s with no amplification just my phone sitting on my lap while I played it. sounds pretty good for some make shift electricless jam. 

blackout nopower jam

JERK IN PROGRESS.. started this song in the morning ended up with this tonight. recorded it so I wouldn't forget the different licks. some improvisation rhythmically with the bridges. anywa it's a lotta fun to play. I can dig it so far.

Stratocaster treble trouble

I dissected a snake today and inside I found half digested hopes and dreams. At least the clouds keep moving. the long highway of shit paved with the passionate scribbles of an ego's memoirs. a beautiful shining living twinkling light at the end of the tunnel, it was just the rectum of god. Tonight in forever, we are just the lifeless leftovers, the balls of feathers and claw. Writing on the floor, underneath my table. Trying to barter with an evangelist. I dissected a snake today. capped my pen. And kicked around a fashion in my head. A womb adorned with skulls. I washed my brothers down the drain. I played back the tape and made them sway against the temp just barely milliseconds off beat. It will be our little secret. That today, I dissected a snake. And even though we were underwater, we could still see each other perfectly. With the high tide we road the wave. This is our chance. To grab the shore, and pull the world down to drown. Because today, we dissect the snake.

Dissect the snake

had a dream, wrote the poem, recorded a riff, and improvised the vocals. (used a shitty free recording program and shitty microphone.)

Junk - Dreamsound

I came up with a cool bluesy riff this morning. I wanted to record it so I could show my friend and ended up going crazy and improvising some weird ass rhythms and insanity. I liked it a lot so I threw some effects on that shit with Audacity and called it a song I guess lol.

(Fender Frankensquire on an Ibanez Toneblaster amp, USB to 1/4" cable, recorded and cheapo effects with Audacity.)

Junk Danglin - How Light Rots Around the Devil Drinking Whiskey

Wyl's words: "Oklahoma, Corner store, extensive, solemn."

Ain't no city boy, ain't no liar. Never cried much as a child, but learned his way around a gun. And he carried around a handkerchief 'cause he hated the way his fingerprints looked. -- on your face.

The Duke of Shit - Solemn

started a new song the other day, elaborated further this evening, still playing with the chord progressions, leads, doodlie doos, etc.. lol recorded it to try and learn garage band and to back it up so I wont forget, decided to share here to see what my colleagues think haha

whatno