written in the spirit of Dorothy Day and Roshi Bernie Glassman. The beggar is a king. the king a beggar.

another experimental piece. This time we each played our parts separately. I started out with wacked out guitar madness, then bass, then drums and finally some insanely spacey sound effects. Enjoy...

A simple ode to sunshine in the morning (something to get excited about in Oregon!)

A dear friend of mine passed away recently. She was a school librarian, and the library was kind of like the Cheers bar. Cynthia knew everyone and knew everything going on. For some reason, people were compelled to tell her stuff! Anyway…

No black no white No dark no light No big no small You want it all You go so far, you leave behind The things you like, you’ll miss them all On moving sands, you don’t sink You fly so high, we’re you gonna land? Everything, everything that you…