A waste without a dream

Here's an old song that drifted through my head the other day.

And here -- first time on the Interweb, folks --- is a song that drifted through my fingers and vocal cords. Two songs, in fact. Enjoy them while you can, these products of my lowered inhibitions and compromised judgment, before I come to my senses and pull 'em. And if you do listen, by god, use headphones. For some reason -- and I think part of the reason is that I haven't got preamps and powered microphones and other 'fancy' recording equipment -- it doesn't sound good any other way, if, in fact, it sounds good any way.

Update 2-1-08: Too late!

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--> Lookin' For Me Somewhere, BoDeans
--> Jill Can Drive (Trip Shakespeare), Me, intoxicated 1-29-08
--> Midwestern Arms (Dead Hot Workshop), Me, intoxicated 1-29-08