Oh my. I have always suspected that I had a musical twin — someone who wrote the same caliber of raw, heartfelt music as I; someone brave enough to calls it as they sees it. And now, my suspicions are confirmed. While my twin and I have identical musical intuitions, we have clearly developed different perspectives on the matter of publication. My music, for the most part, remains securely archived in the form of unmarked 4-track masters in the shadowy depths of my closet. Whereas my twin seems to have actually made his work available on the internet.

A gem from this treasure chest of bold creative expression:

“I got nuthin to lose, somethin’ to gain,
my balls are big and they’re in pain…
‘Cuz a girl just kicked ’em.
I don’t know how you would ever see my stalkin…
lookin at your behind.”

I couldn’t have said it better myself. And if I did, I sure as hell wouldn’t tell anybody.