I was working on an animated movie I'm making, and there's this one part where the characters come across as being stoners in the desert. That inspired this song. It's about stoners in the desert. Anyway, my voice is all jacked up today, so I'm hoping to re-record this little ditty soon-ish.

Here's another one of those drunk church songs. This is from when they survived that tornado.

I listened to the song I recorded yesterday after the fact and realized the rap was abysmal. So, I went back and revised it. Here's,, yet again, another version of that same old song. And there's the back of the book that I posted the front of yesterday.

Well, okay, I thought last week's song was the last song of the Fucked Up Relationship Album, but I wasn't all the way happy with how it turned out, so I took another stab at it. Who knows? Maybe next week, I'll realize I wasn't happy with this version and will take, yet, another stab at it. Pretty soon, there will be millions of versions of this s…

Damn, I've come to the end of the Fucked Up Relationship Album, Part 4 (and the Fucked Up Relationship Album, in general). Wow, man, wow. I started The Fucked Up Relationship Album, Part 1 in September or October of 2022. It's weird to be comin' to the end of something that's been a part o' my life for such a long time. Man, man, man. Anyway, this …

I was all woohoo happy with last week's song, and then this week rolled around, and I felt a wee bit of dread in the pit of my stomach. I realized: Chances are the next song won't be as good as the last one. This is not a low-self-esteem-ish thing - it's more of a statistics thing. On any given day, we are more likely than not do something that's i…

This is the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Relationship Album, Part 4. It's a reprise of the very first song on Fucked Up Relationship Album, Part 1. Yup, I'm wrapping this up. Geez, man, I wonder what I'll do next.

I'm putting a parental advisory picture on this song in order to serve as a trigger warning, cuz this song deals with suicidal stuff. This song's gonna be part of an animated movie I'm working on about this horrible ear condition I came down with in 2019, which persisted into 2020. Well, I still have it, but it got more manageable in late 2020. It'…

I wrote a couple songs about snails recently. This is one of them.

This is the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Album, Part 4. It's a true story! Y'know how you send your ex's stuff back them after you break up? Well, this is how that all went.

Sometimes I wonder if, even though my ego tells me I'm a relatively decent person, I'm really quite bad underneath. Maybe stuff I'm doing these days that is socially acceptable by today's standards, but it is actually nefarious by a more objective standard. Y'know, like, maybe someday in the far, far distant future, whatever race of beings is alive…

This is the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Album, Part 4. The main character has gotten away from her gross ex-boyfriend and is relishing in her new-found freedom.

Here's another existential number for you all. It's, yes, another existential little ditty, questioning the nature of existence and all that jazz.

The more I slog through this life, the more I realize there's nothing protecting any of us. If there are guardian angels, they seem to be out to lunch somewhere when we most need them. Rather than the universe being a big, unified, loving whole, governed by a compassionate force, I've come to the conclusion that the universe is a dumb place of chao…

This is the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Album, Part 4. The main character is reflecting on how he treated her horribly, but, as far as she knew, he treated his other girlfriends well. Is it cuz she's a horrible person??? Is it????

Here's the momentous event, the break up call (the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Album, Part 4). It's the break up call! The BREAK UP CALL! My office mate was privy to the whole thing. True story.

Here's that song I did yesterday, where I realized the chorus-y part was a plagiarism of one of my other songs. I re-did the chorus, tryin' to aspire for a mood that was better with the rest of the song. Then I added another part at the end. I dunno if that other part at the end is needed, but there it is. Yeah, I'm a little ambivalent about that n…

This is the 2nd song I did today about Linkin Park having a new singer. When I watched them all performing online yesterday, I was uber-impressed with how they sounded. Yay, excitement! Then I cried because I'll always miss Chester, and I'm sad about Rob leavin' the band (but respect his decision).

I did a couple songs today about Linkin Park having a new singer. I'm happy and excited that they're doing new music and stuff; and she's really good, too! Yay! But there's a sadness and a poignancy to the whole thing, since I'm gonna miss Chester and Rob (who decided to leave the band).

My left eyelid has been twitching for a week now. FUCK!!!!!! Make it stop!!!!!!!

Here's another version of a song that I've been trying to improve about the end of the world. I made this version a wee bit repetitious. I'm not sure if I'm happy with it or not. Bleh.

This is either an intro to a song or a rough draft of said song. We'll see how I feel later on. My voice is poopy raspy-ness today, but usually the first performance is the best of any song. I dunno why that is. Anyway, it's a rough idea I got down for a potential song that might evolve into something.…

This is a song about the beginning of a break up call (the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Album, Part 4).

This is another one of those end-of-the-world songs. It's about people deciding to get drunk when the end o' the world comes. Let's get drunk and have a good time while the world falls, and the sun will start to shine through crumbling walls.

This is a song from the point of view of someone who doesn't want to live anymore, but isn't necessarily suicidal. It's called, in the psychology business, "morbid ideation with no suicidal intent or plan." I should say...if you are suicidal, 988 is the number to call if you wanna talk to someone; and if you're a Veteran, it's 988, and then you pre…

This is the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Album, Part 4; the main character decides to drive to school to do the break-up phone call with her boyfriend, so she won't end up associating her living room with the traumatic memory of a break-up call. She discovers that her office-mate is there, in the room where she's gonna do the break-up ca…

This is the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Album, Part 4; the girl and her horrible boyfriend have a fight, and at the end, he sez they should wait 4 days before they talk next, I guess to cool down or whatever. Upon hanging up, she realizes she's ready to break up with him, but is all bummed out about having to wait 4 days to do it.…

This is the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Album. The girl gets back from visiting her mean, controlling boyfriend, and they have a fight on the phone a week or so later.

This song came to me in a dream last night. It's, literally, about dropping the ball, as in, messing up.

This is the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Album. Part 4. The girl finally decides that she's ready to break up with her mean boyfriend, and she's talking to him in her mind, sort of.

Here's the second version of the song I did last night; okay, I'm feelin' better about this one than last night's version. Just to recap, one day, a few months ago, I was driving around and I saw this purple SUV, and the back end was sorta blorpy. It was a purple SUV with a bubble butt! It sounded like a nice thing to do a song about, so that's wha…

Yeah, I might actually sorta re-work this song and stuff. Here's a really rough, rough, rough draft of it with a re-worked verse that's a little bit more poetical and stuff. Just imagine this with all the keyboards and rapping and bells and whistles and stuff...and better singing....and at some point (maybe really soon), I'll get this song fixed up…

A few months ago, I was driving around and I saw this purple SUV, and the back end was sort of blorping out. It had a blorpy back end. I thought to myself, "That's a purple SUV with a bubble-butt." That was the inspiration for this here song. But my voice sounds like ass today; it sound like my voice wiped someone's ass with sand paper. So, if I de…

This is a song about what it feels like to have a hangover; in recording this little number, I attempted to make the song sound like how a hangover feels.

This is the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Album, Part 4. After the girl finds out she gets into a play, unbeknownst to her mean boyfriend, she hears his voice behind her, reading the subject line of the email ("Summer Theater"). She's all, oh, no, now he knows!

An idea for a song came to me in a dream about a weird double-entendre sort of thing. A hammerhead is a type of weird shark, and maybe, the term "hammerhead" could mean someone who gets hammered all the time. So, this song is about a shark that gets hammered all the time.

This is the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Album, Part 4. Remember a few songs back about how the main character auditioned for a play? This is the song that talks about the outcome of that audition.

Here's a song about how I've been mainly motivated to write about death and existential issues and stuff these days. I guess it's kind of a statement of the obvious, given my recent track record.

This is the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Album #4. The main character gets in trouble with her boyfriend, this time around, for staying up late cuz she has jet lag. That's when she snaps. All at once, she makes the realization of how stupid this whole situation is, havin' a boyfriend, who acts like he's got all this authority over her, a…

Okay, yes. Yes, indeed. If you've been following this podcast, then you're probably familiar with the Fucked Up Relationship Album. This is the book upon which said album is based. Indeed, if you've been following said Fucked Up Relationship Album, then you'll have seen excerpts from this wee little book. Here's the description on the back of the b…

This is the song I wrote in real life after the events depicted in the song I posted just now about the weed pulling and getting all un-depressed and stuff. It's like, all this new music came to me on that spring day, back in 2001, after my soul came back to me. Yeah, I went ahead and wrote and recorded this little ditty after the weed pulling and …

This is the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Album, Part 4. In this one, the main character goes to her folks' house for spring break, and for whatever reason, a miracle happens. She's sitting in the sun, pulling weeds with her mom, and they're just talking about regular stuff, including how fucked up the fucked up relationship is. Something…

This is the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Album, Part 4. The main character is working on her dissertation proposal, or I should say, she wants to work on it. It's due the next day. But her poopy boyfriend is keeping her on the phone, talking her ear off about boring stuff. She comes up with an idea she wants to get down, and she starts t…

This is a true story, and the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Album, Part 4. It as the night before my dissertation proposal was due. I was workin' on it and thought I'd talk to mean controlling boyfriend dude for just a few minutes. Y'know. A goodnight call and all that. And he proceeded to talk my ear off.…

Here's the 5000th song about death. Death's on my mind; what can I say? It's on my mind.

This is the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Album, Part 4. It's about how when I auditioned for that play, I didn't tell my dumb boyfriend about it.

I was in a weird, reverie state last night, when I thought of the idea of conceptualizing the universe as being just one big fire. All the suns, which are hot, hot, hot balls of fire - those suns are the flames and sparkles that make up the giant fire that is the universe. And then, eventually, like all other fires, the giant fire, that is the univ…

This is sorta a reprise of an old song from the way-back machine, with a li'l rap added to it. I'm considering starting a new project (but haven't decided yet). If I do end up starting it, this'll be the little number that kicks it off.

This is another one of those existential songs. I was thinking about how when man is gone, all our buildings and stuff'll sink into the earth. Even art will disappear. Everything'll disappear. Even stuff that most of us would consider to be immortal, like the Mona Lisa, for example, will disappear. It'll all disappear. And, on top of that, every on…

Sorry about the duplicate song. Poopity poop. But I realized the rap I recorded last night was a disaster and I had to revise it. Here's the same song as yesterday (the next fucked up relationship song - about auditioning for a play), but with a new and improved rap-part.