Wrote this one yesterday. If your reading this in a weeks time, eight days ago. I know the long notes wobble a bit. But need a little more confidence to give it stick.

Here's another one I humble sacrifice to the Alonetone Alter.

This is a poem that my dad wrote to my mum when they got engaged. We only found it after she passed on in december.

Friend of my put some lyrics to this one about his father. Hence the title.

I encountered a lost tribe of pseudo-urban Animistic shamans along the Baltimore Freight Railway in a dark and dismal tunnel. They allowed me to sit down and record this before i was on my way.

For penny whistle and guitars.

This is a demonstration piece in A minor. The left channel is a Korg MS 2000 voice with a split keyboard that is driven from the Roland GR-20 as I play my guitar that you hear in the right channel + GR-20 piano - all played against a session…

Please hit "more" — March 01, 2010 — I take a stab at performing a song live on video in several takes. Since this was an improvisation with a couple takes here and there it is not as polished as some may like. if you want the full quality…

Just another one that Iv"e been playing for a while.

Another riff that could use some lyrics.