tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56444205399947697402007-11-19T20:31:52.954-08:00Jasper the Halibutnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644420539994769740.post-62821531516159286692007-08-20T06:56:00.000-07:002007-08-20T07:20:57.038-07:00So! ... in the spirit of getting the ball rolling with material of my own, and subsequently justifying myself in the claim that this site will actually contain a fair mixture of original AND not-so-original material... I hereby submit a couple of semi-recent tracks laid down in the echo chamber that is my bathroom.<br /><br />The <a href="http://home.comcast.net/%7Esethmcgaw/Blackfly.mp3">first ditty</a> is a strange story involving a field of grass, a black fly, the sun, some birds, ummm... well, et cetera et cetera, but anyway... it was something that got put together during that late-spring-ish time of the year when all the cottonwood trees start losing their seeds, and the air is quickly filled with an otherwordly kind of thick snowfall. This is something that got written in between sneezes.<br /><br />The <a href="http://home.comcast.net/%7Esethmcgaw/Dark.mp3">second tune</a> is much more easily explained. I was trying to be clever. And morbid at the same time. I think I certainly succeeded at the latter.<br /><br />Any further commentary on said pieces would be superfluous, so I'll leave it there. Enjoy....Jasper the Halibutnoreply@blogger.com