Nursery rhymes, construction, and destruction.
Tag: My Record Player
“Turn The Radio On”
My Record Player, transistors, and tubes.
“Good News”
My Record Player, news, and time.
“I Gotta Move”
My Record Player, sharks, and actuarial tables.
“That’s a Lot of Alcohol”
Corks, cans, and bottles.
“Talking Disinfo Blues”
Charismatic preachers, television screamers, and you.
“Gee”
A short instrumental written almost 20 years ago.
“One More Day”
Here’s a Sad Bastard song written almost 20 years ago put down for posterity while sitting on my posterior.
“Open on Christmas”
Gramma, Grampa, and drunken rants.
+”Just A Little Bit”
My Record Player, an old guitar, and a new song.