Fiction, comedy, music, pop-culture musings, and other awesome nonsense from a disembodied head floating in the ether...
A scuzzy garage-rocker with lyrics referencing some ho-down in the post-apocalyptic wastes. I think this shit's catchy! It's catchy, right?
I did a country-fried version of Lost Without End, complete with twangy guitars and piano. Just a simple song about being a hobo drunk. Le...
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