HAHAHAHAHA Original rock version of a track I just dug up from about a year and a half ago
“You’re Uncle Dan is dead”
My mind heard the words, hairy from a trip and back from space, but this time, John Travolta, what the ears heard and the eyes saw, the mind did not believe.
The space left where once a great man stood, may it be filled someday with another figure of kind and good.
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there’s some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
independentskies asked: Hey there, How can we download your tracks?.... your fist crack at Dubstep is good and ISM posts closely related topics which you may want to check out :)
Hey Independentskies! Most of my tracks are available for download directly from my soundcloud account, just search Joshnachbar. Cheers!
And I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.
Only a test…
The funniest thing about Real Estate in Boston is how much of a clumsy, disorganized rat race it is. You wouldn’t believe the shit that really happens behind the scenes.