On that morn She could hear the mist on the mountain And the sound of a robin's wing Hear the snowflakes hit the frozen ground And hear the sunrise sing All those beautiful sounds were oh so lame Compared to the sound of his name Love immeasurable;…

An R`n`B/ Pop song, light and relaxing

Work in progress!

There's a story behind this that's uninteresting to anyone but me. A short version is that my old, broken guitar (made semi-immortal with duct tape and instrumental willpower) needed to play this Dylan song before it is laid to rest.

a twist in the tale.... My sister Mary calls on me Very rare she comes around She tells me she is in love with this guy Who lives on the other side of town Wide eyed, loud and gushing She tells me his name is Danny McCrew Over coffee…

Recorded in Escalante Canyon..late 1970s..enjoy

Using my sonic Mustang plugged into the Behringer perfect pitch to drive Brains and to use the midi stream to trigger two Live drum kits. Proof of Concept.

Well, trying to be at least a little bit reggae-like. Came out okay..... I hope.

Tear-stained skin weathers resting near as the sun is born A sacrament to visions of sorrow and seasons of remorse Butterflies disturb the light with dance Flowers sway and gently bend Beckoning with soul the wind Life brings another chance…