Fishin'

Another song I've been working on. Me on guitar and vocalzzz. It's very rough, but it's supposed to sound that way a little. I'm recording on my iphone in a garage.

Gangsta Blues

This is a demo of a song i've been working on. It's a complete rip off of "Little Red Rooster" mixed with an old Lightnin' song that I don't even know the name of? All mixed with some of that ol' Hamm flavor. I'm on guitar and vocals. Enjoy little soldiers..

Recent Plumbing Endeavours

All work and no play makes Salmon a dull boy. Not! Plumbing is sick!!!!

Wandz (Lantern Black)

This is a raw recording of Cam and I practicing.. Stay tuned for the real thing! Camerin is on guitar, and I'm on drums.

Just Found This..

On Cody's Myspace page. Pat is obviously up to no good. Let's jam Pat! If you're out there?

Two Hearts

Heart to heart, like the distance between the eye and brain. There's some type of shutter action and a daydream. Being young and American. A time when it was hip to hop with a little pep in your step. Walking on concrete, smoking for the rest of your life. Laying flat on the ground looking into imaginary distances with a comic book toothed smile. Periscope to the future. You could only hold yourself back if it weren't for dialogue. You can't build anything doing construction. Subliminal messages aren't real. Of course they are.

Last Night...

Annika straightened my hair with a special machine. I felt very unnatural.. like that one evil robot in Godzilla that Johns always saying I look like.

Getting Closer All The Time

Computer

The wizards in the Apple store in the AS Bookstore have returned my computer to me and it is working great. Thanks dudez!

Far out..

Digital's Dead

(and the miniature past)

SF

Kyle Burns in the Mixxx

Weekend at Ferny's

Space Bomb

The set of "The Hunted"

Brian being dead serious.

Ptown

Sacramento

Digital's Boots

Mom and bro in the future.

Treasure Island

Kyle

John and Brian

It's 2009

The beach out front of the Nye Ranch is scattered with kelp. Washed up from the sea, laid to rest. A pair of crows flirt off in the distance. Other lesser birds scuttle in the sand, poking around for sand fleas. The noise of the waves is smooth and dreamy like a blimp cruising through my head. My eyes are closed now. The sea reminds me of how certain everything is, how much I wonder; how much I'll never know. The sky is dark and on the horizon light leaks through like a home made darkroom. Abby is here, and so is Robbie. Abby is a dog, and Robbie is a human. Robbie takes some photos, while Abby rattles kelp in her mouth. A piece explodes and she's confused. Like every animal, she's curious about the world. Figuring out it's reveals and making it hers for the time being.