Let me introduce to you Every woman child and man The place I did my growing up Raised by grandma's hand I think you'll find That folks are kind They're sure to ask you in Enter the warmth Close the door And my story will begin…

dancing is forbidden

its what happens when i look at you

what a terribly true thing to say

delay ay ay ay

some one on one time with an upright piano - nothing at all spectacular.

I had missed this one when it was first put up by Chris Vaisvil and Norm (Still waiting) i heard it today for the first time and it struck a chord so i asked Chris if i could add some words and being the generous man he is, he said yes. So i set…

At a recent charity event held in my small town's train museum, I was admiring a massive brass train bell when the curator walked up to me. I commented that a bell would really rather be heard then seen, and he agreed. I offered to digitally record…

This time paying homage to grandpa. Did I miss any dead folks out this album? I often stop and think of William Up on Skinners Ridge He passed me on his way back down As I passed from being a kid A shame you’d say But aint that the way Things…

I'm meeting an old Uni friend Saturday and I wrote this for her. My university years were quite possibly the darkest years of my life. Her, and the little comments she'd write in the margins of my lecture notes, were more important than she'll…