The Holidays are here at last and even the snow smells commercial.

It's Back

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I wake each morning with my ribs aching like the hull of an ancient galleon, lost amidst the swells of the Northern seas. I remember loving winter so much more as a child, now everything just tastes ugly and grey.

   Manhattan is cold in the winter.

- 4am(mp3)

Review

Wizardzz -Hidden City of Taurmond- LOAD 080 CD

To be released simultaneously with the Barkley's Barnyard Critters "A Mystery Tail" DVD. If the Sponge Bob generation ever knew what that bitter almond taste was in their food, they would gladly stop drinking from the spout of diluted Bush tainted death juice. Simple stories

 expanded into hallucinagenic realities not seen since your last trip into the dark chambers of the devolutionary isolation tank.

Track Listing

1. Disembark
2. Sailship
3. Whispers From Wallface [MP3!]
4. Glimpse of the Hidden City
5. Jelipper-Lilly Field
6. "Do Come In" (tea and chulliwigs)
7. Sea Battle at Orkusk
8. Diamond Mirror
9. Chasing Our Shadows
10. Ambushed by Time Quagga
11. the Bubiliad Woods of Taurmond
12. Ladydragons
13. Rest at the Gate
14. Mimi Vivian Sunrise (live)

Rapid Eye Movement

I've been dreaming about empty cities lately. Desolate, haunted and lonely, begging to be explored. My thoughts are traveling a billion different directions right now like technicolor rays cast upon a wall through a crystalline prism. 

I used to dread sleeping at night because I was afraid to dream. Lately it's not so bad.