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Good king Wenceslas looked out on the feast of Stephen Turned his knickers inside out, 'cause his bum was freezin'
Merry Cohenmas! The creation date on the lyrics file is 2004, which means I've had at least six better holiday song ideas than this. At least the Bengals still aren't very good.
A first draft of a Valentine's Day gift for my wife. Posted now in case anyone has any brilliant improvement suggestions before then...
The stations of the cross won't play my single.
Beet-stained glory boy, purge my sins with poodle freshener.
To "tap the admiral" means to drink on the sly. You might feel a little woozy after listening to this tune, which begins with a chorus of sixteen blown alcoholic beverage bottles in hocket.
This came tugging on my pants leg this week, almost fully formed. Thanks, muse! It's about, well, a meteor shower. Warning: non-zero James Taylor quotient.
The starfish brain demands an accounting.
"To the flood and the drought; to pride and loneliness -- God's many tools to make us pray for what kills us." --Scott Miller
Roll over "Walk Away Renee"!
Transuniversal love story.
Languid and lingual.
Follow along on the map...
Insomnia is a terrible thing to waste.
A track from my new album Ticker (which you can download for free).
The original broken Christmas carol.
Everyone dreams of a white Christmas, but nobody does anything about it.
Compare and contrast. Rebecca Marculescu rocks the vox.
Did someone say "minor-key Jingle Bells"?
It's not really that satanic. And you can still dance to it Peanuts-style.
Kris Kringle! No! Do not give him coal!
Nine less-than-a-minute tracks from a 100-track album.
Music for an imaginary children's TV show.
Prog! Math! Horns!
I've had a crumhorn sitting around the studio forever, but I think this is the first time I've actually used it on a track...
"You may control Nilla wafers, but my saltines are safe." "Counterfactual. To wit: SALTINES ASSEMBLE!"
That song you remember from grade school.