RiffCasts

song i wrote 15 years ago. not intended to be this slow, but I wanted something mellow. I would've liked to use a classical guitar for this but i don't have a decent microphone or pickup for it so the electric had to suffice

COOL THEY FIXED THE SPAM!!!! This is an anti bush...(war)....song. Lyrics: We lay down / on a bed of rusted nails / when you walked upon our backs / tell us did we save your soles / we know you've lied / because we saw your lips were moving / this fear you cultivate / a culture fed by hate / you flushed our tax dollars right down the drain / WAR MACHINE / convinced to send our kids into harms way / MONSTER / black gold he traded for our soldiers blood / BLACK GOLD / your time in office brought us pain and death / MONSTER / and when we start to realize / they turn the terror levels high / and if we say we must not fight / it's spare no cost we do or die / with gun and blade we seal our fate / damage done our weakened state / black gold monster

I felt this song is appropriate for this Riffrumble as it started on the day before the anniversary of Sept. 11. It is about the effect that day had on the life of my family, the day we lost the ''brothers'' of New York along with thousands of souls, ultimately sending my wife and I on a journey half way around the world, from which we returned with our beloved son Nathaniel.

RiffRumble 11 offering - ''She's Heatin' Up'' - I threw this together for the rumble - It's still a work in progress, but having said that, hope you all like it!

a gun did stare you shot him there you looked at me no son should see I just remember it now behind these bars on death row that night when I was five pissed off and drunk in a fight, you you shot that man down, you you buried him in the ground, you you just looked at me and said son, one day you'll see, you're just like me, you're just like me, you're just like me, you're just like me The things I do, make sense to me now for those I killed, for those I killed for those I killed I feign sorrow for you now where were you, when i was five? Saw my dad shoot a man before my eyes where were you, it changed my life? where were you the night I saw a man die? a gun did stare I saw her scare she screamed so loud he would be proud

song I wrote about being stuck in hotels on business trips and during snow storms, not being able to see my family