sorry, stepping on toes again.

i'm sorry dave...

a confederation of dunces

look at all he lonely people

melt into the sea eventually

come back woody guthrie

conform or be cast out

before the next tear drop falls

when you're eleven, the whole world is out to lunch

quarter of a century flies by

it that time of year again

venus and mars

manic machine

one day i'll go back

may the circle remain unbroken

they're already overcrowded

i've seen fire and rain...

living on the road my friend...

searching for a unified field theory

root, third, fifth

old school vs new school

big productions

i spy something....

there's a hole in daddy's arm...

street beats

i've got you babe

for what it's worth

same as it ever was