Listening Post

Probably the first time I have ever done this. To write without writing. To sing without knowing. To record without foreshadowing. His love overwhelms, this desperation cries out to give birth to a new beginning of a new sound.

Listen to The Shepherd. A lamentation, a worship, a eulogy of the old, a birthing of the new. Requires quicktime.

Or right click and download if you be of peecee descent. *snigger*

Go tell it, spread it, sync it, bit torrent, napster, P2P it. No DRM applied. Seriously.