I decided to write this one morning, equating love or dating or something to a zombie apocalypse, and then I put it away...UNTIL NOW. RARGH.

This one is higher pitched, a little weirder with the cadence, a little more mechanical-sounding, and I had some fun with the "autotuned" line. 

This one's got a little more of a desperate feel to it. I dunno.

AKA me reciting the lines in as normal a way as I can manage. It's hard not to get worked up reading this, huh?

I typed "occupy" on my cell phone and recorded the dialtones, then based a weird electronic marching noisefest around it. My goal was to sort of capture the building tension that led to the unfortunate cases of violence against civilians and public servants alike.

Because that's what violence is: unfortunate.

It is a confusing, hypnotic noise that pulses on and on, working its way out of our attempts to control it until it finds enough wrong on either side of an argument to drown the rational parts out.

We met some visiting friends at a bar and as soon as we got there we found out our town was being evacuated and came back. The rain started hitting pretty hard a few minutes after this. 

Took the sound out of this one, because halfway through it the TV in the background practically exploded. That's only a mild exaggeration.