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As things get cold and wet, here's a pudding to sop up the mess and keep you warm...14 tunes of various seasonal moods, all composed and played by yours truly...dutifully united by Master Andy Bartlett, who worked overtime by candlelight (and for not a penny more!)

As we spiral down into the next circle of hell, here is a collection of tunes to aid you on your journey...all tunes composed and performed by me, under the the tutelage of Headmaster A.Bartlett (see him in his study)

Tripping through October with album #40, all tunes composed and performed by me, with final assembly under the pharmaceutical care of old Doc Bartlett..if it's your first time, try not to overdo it

you know, Jack Benny once said something totally irrelevant, so instead here's album #39 ...a little of this and a little of that, coming on the sad heels of yet another former band member shuffling off...all tunes written and performed by me, and then assembled thanks to safari leader Ali Ben Bartlett

Hey Cats, here's the latest summer platter (album #38), ready for replay, with all tunes written and performed by me in the midnight hour (or noon)....skillfully stacked by counter help Andy down at Pop's Chocolate Shoppe (with an extra scoop)

Aroused from my ever increasing sleeping state just long enough to make album #37, same old instrument lineup as usual (dragged the old Severin Tenor out for a few tunes, just to add an air of je ne sais quoi), with all tunes written and performed by me, and then nudged into a dreamwalking state by King Morpheus himself, Andy Bartlett

now that everything is nice and summery green, how about album #36 to while away the hours? Maybe take yer shoes off and put yer feet up for the next half hour or so. All tunes composed and played by me, and then pruned and mowed by Handy Man Andy (who lives in a loft in the barn)

just in time for the first summer heatwave, album #35...a few new sounds courtesy of an updated Garageband, but other than that the same old array of musical instruments, with all tunes written and played by me, and skillfully combined by master Chef André B, avec un soupçon d'habilité....Merci!

Album #34 has arrived (a most difficult breach birth due to using an upgraded system of Garageband)..all tunes composed and played by me...a box of cigars to Dr Bartlett (OBGYN) for sweating it out and never once resorting to forceps.

April showers brings this soggy collection of 14 mind bending tunes, each one composed and performed by yours truly, with both feet planted firmly in the compost ...final assembly by the furry Andy B, who was woken from a deep hibernation to get the job done

Well dear listeners, it's time for another album (#32) of wayward ditties...from outer space to inner ear, with a stop or two in a cheap roadside inn...all tunes composed and performed by me (as usual) and painstakingly put together piece by piece by the second Mr Bartlett ("makes a whole lot more sense than collectin' statues")

Faster than a poke in the eye with a sharp Moe, comes album #31..a new collection of ditties (all composed and played by me) that will hopefully lift your spirits and send you spiralling downward at the same time..or vice versa....final assembly by that master of deception, Andy (where'd he go??) Bartlett

30 is a dangerous age, so I venture boldly with this, my 30th album...another concoction of electronics, guitars and pseudo-classicals...all composed and played by me, and finally dressed (and redressed) under the skillful hands of exasperated master tailor Andy ("it'll fit, it'll fit") Bartlett

a new year, a new album (#29) ..the ongoing battle between cosmic synths and amplified strings continues, sometimes merging into a two faced hybrid like Janus himself...all tunes composed and played by me, and packaged for shipping by AndyBoy himself (always fresh)

Teach Me Something

Infected Harvest

Avoid the Void

Nature Boy

Fire In The Sky

Songs from the Chapel of Love

After The Fallout Clears

Back To The Slop Of The Tide

AfterLunch

Angels On High

Eighteen

This World is Mine

Timing Is Off

Horace Meets Tara

For Those With Dancing Legs