The name says it all -
but don't really care for labels ... at least this one describes the basic human comparison of breathing to jamming; it's a must-have.

this label is uncertain ... evolution in progress ... LivingRooomJam or Passion Addict maybe???

Love to perform; goes w/the current label; the exchanges of contrasts...if you've not tried it, its a soul-boggler.

Instant exposure - simply add mp3, a couple links and poof! - there you have it. aka: indi (not connected to a source...yet) till otherwise stated.

Can't imagine the idea of getting paid to "jam", or the idea of 'selling out'...a contract to perform? yeah...it beats the day-job routine.

We all got together to have fun and in the process found out that we have something to share..."for receivers are we, for art to be."

Friends, good jams, spontaneity, live performance, the moment.

Sanctuary.

The kind that makes sound and Cakewalk...also the geniuses that gave us this space to express.

Art is...
Alive. It breathes and flows through this atomic disease innocently but leaves such an impact of subliminal signage that it forever attributes to the focus of the heart and spirit. Majestically, its definition is interpreted on a per-moment and individual basis. All brothers and sisters have within them, whether perceived or not, some artistic expression to happen across yet more often time than others, social corruption's monopolistic death grip minimizes the chance to bring forth its unveilings. On the other side of this most multifaceted subject are those who forcefully or unconsciously claim, distort, and plastically fabricate this beautiful living mass. The yen-yang helps to keep me sane from the pain and the chains on the free plain and observation creates foundation for self-unification. But that is a completely different story. Have forewarning as you can see, for I am The Passion-Addict breaking free, but have no fear, because I am All here, and this is just me. Pondering the way of this euphoric stay, I am glad to say it is a blissful day. The golden Sun is all around and shining its radiance to be found and then there is sound. What would there be without Art you see? For me it is destiny. The emotional melting pot tends to rule the clarity and plays the most major of rolls. At once I believed this to be a weakness of mine but I have learned through the Ether it is my strength inside. Shallowness is not a part of expression, for true Art is lead by emotion. Like a receiver are we for Art to be. I care not if you think I am crazy.