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A compilation of non-album tracks going back a few years presented in reverse chronological order. Tracks 1-4, 12-13 are commissions from various projects, including "Jungle Boogie", an outtake from Homestuck Vol. 10. Tracks 5-11 are single tracks off of Soundcloud selected from 2013. Tracks 14-30 were created by request as rewards for my Kickstarter from 2012. Tracks 31 and 32 are remixes by a couple of friends of tracks off of Ithaca.

There's a lot of jingle length stuff on here, so individual tracks less than a minute long are pay-what-you-want. Enjoy!

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released July 19, 2016

Written and produced by Michael Guy Bowman. "Aba Daba Honeymoon" written by Arthur Fields and Walter Donovan. Featuring Clark Powell (cello; track 17), Erik Scheele (piano; track 23), and Riki Tsuji (additional synths, vocals, arrangement; track 25). "Old Buggy Now" remixed by Jeremy Iamurri (track 31). "Ithaca" remixed by Paige Stanley (track 32).

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Michael Guy Bowman makes songs of all shapes and sizes.

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Track Name: Know That You're Mine
I’ll pack a blanket, a handwoven basket
Of red roses and wine
Rest with me here on this bed made of grass
And I’ll know, know that you’re mine

In the cool of the evening the sound of your breathing
Seems all that you dare need to say
With incense and flowers, the minutes and hours
Like fluttering leaves slip away

The sky turns from blue to an orange to black
With the slow passage of time
We ought to be home, but you know that I’m yours
And I know, know that you’re mine

We will look to the skies with our twinkling eyes
And we’ll write out our names in the stars
Though it’s dark here on land, when we’re both holding hands
All the lights up above will be ours