Babe, I'm Gonna Leave You

5: A New Life - 2002

One of my earlier power ballads from Freshman year. The solo is very basic and very Major Key-ish, but damn does it sound uplifting?

http://www.seafroggys.croxis.net/A_New_Life.mp3

4: Blue Winds - 2005

A song that I completed after I graduated from high school. A very progressive song, featuring one of my usual length guitar solos over a bridge. A constant barrage of 16th note wankery, but yeah its pretty sweet!

http://www.seafroggys.croxis.net/Blue_Winds.mp3

3: So Sad to Know - 2007

Undoubtly my best song. With a rare combination of electric rhythm guitar and acoustic LEAD guitar? Also a rare acoustic solo, but its just so damn beautiful.

http://www.seafroggys.croxis.net/so_sad.mp3

2: Your End - 2001

One of my first songs, written way back in middle school. Perfect intervals and major triads and basic songwriting. But holy crap, the second guitar solo in this song has always been one of my favorites. Something about just imagining a real guitar player on a Stratocaster whipping it out....excites me to no end.

http://www.seafroggys.croxis.net/End.mp3

1: Curtains and Walls - 2006

Ah yes, this song has such a sweet riff. I wrote the lyrics down while watching Yvette's college concert band in December 2004, but I didn't write the music until summer of 2006. The middle solo (another rare acoustic solo) is just 8th notes, but the part where it goes high up about 2/3 of the way through is one of my finer songwriting moments. So yeah.

http://www.seafroggys.croxis.net/curtains.mp3

Two of us wearing raincoats

I've fallen into a bubble that has popped.

I take pride being able to be, to paraphrase Emerson, being able to be an all seeing eye. But I was blind. I was blind for so long. I was blind in my bubble, knowing that things were fantastic and there would come a time when the waiting would cease to be, and I would be where I wanted to.

I can't believe I fucked up.

I was provided with false images. With the image burst, I am bestowed with an altered reality. It is one of those Keanu Reeves "woah" moments.

It is an altered reality not quite like I experienced that Halloween night in 2003. That was just fucked up. That was when I should have ended it all. But I didn't. I knew it then, I should be a selfish prick and end it. But I didn't. I had the hope that bliss would follow.

It did not.

I'm not tying conclusions together here, the differences are noticeable. But now my reality is faced with clay that has dried; to mold it would require much more than just simple shaping. Or a hammer. But I don't want to use a hammer. Not this time.

It will work, but I'm feeling the opposite party subconsciously wants to oppose me.