10/3/04. More and last from Radio Radio in Indy. (Rock #2)
Todd Rittmann- guitarbass
Jeff Libersher- guitar, vocals
Thymme Jones- drums, vocals
10/3/04. More and last from Radio Radio in Indy. (Rock #2)
Todd Rittmann- guitarbass
Jeff Libersher- guitar, vocals
Thymme Jones- drums, vocals
Black Sabbath in the CheerAx Basement. #3 of 8.
“Sabbath Bloody Sabbath”
Angie Mead- vocals
Jim Becker- guitar
Reid Coker- guitar
Stephen Howard- bass
Thymme Jones- drums
Phrogclock has retreated back to his Phrogclockbox. Please visit previous months to phind Phrogclock.
Laura Boton- vocals
Jeff Libersher- guitar
Thymme Jones- kalimba, vocals, drums, upright bass, trumpet, keyboards
Words- Scott Rutledge
Mastered by Todd Rittmann
Yes, three or four of you might remember this one from many moons ago.
Now, it comes to you new and improved (with Laura’s vocals added to the mix).
ALL THE WAY AROUND THE BEND
BACK TO WHERE WE STARTED AGAIN
PERFECTING THE CIRCLE NEVER ENDS
Phrogclock has retreated back to his Phrogclockbox. Please visit previous months to phind Phrogclock.
Intro
DroneLayer- keyboards
Ross Feller- piano, soprano sax, foundstuff
Billie Howard- violin
Thymme Jones- trumpet, foundstuff
Elanor Leskiw- trombone
Mike Hagedorn- trombone
Alex Perkolup- bass
Jeff Libersher- trumpet, guitar
Cory Bengtsen- synthesizer
(How 2030’s album is gonna start. Spoiler alert!)
6/19/15 Martyrs’. Chicago, IL.
Amelie Morgan- keyboards, vocals
L Wyatt- vocals
Sacha Mullin- vocals
Dante Kester- bass
Laura Boton- vocals
Sophia Uddin- violin, vocals
Gabriel Riccio- keyboards
Jeff Libersher- guitar
Jeff Goulet- guitar
Mike Hagedorn- trombone
Thymme Jones- drums, trumpet
The Sabbathing in the CheerAx Basement. #2 of 8.
Into The Void
Angie Mead- vocals
Jim Becker- guitar
Reid Coker- guitar
Stephen Howard- bass
Thymme Jones- drums
Phrogclock has retreated back to his Phrogclockbox. Please visit previous months to phind Phrogclock.
A Sad Spell
Carmen Armillas- vocals
Charles Dudley Bayne, III- piano
Scott Rutledge- words
Mastered by Todd Rittmann
with this kiss
I suck the wind
out of your sails
in a whisper
I let you know
that we have failed
and I wonder
if you care
that our despair
is growing older
everyday
everyday
everyday
could have gone
our way