Not really Irish ... a Scottish ballad ... An earthly nourris sits and sings And aye she sings, "Ba lilly wean (and) no ken I, my bairns father Far less the land that he dwells in." And up come he to her bed fit A grumly guest I'm sure…

Played on a Generation Bb pennywhistle

An old track delving in to the mysteries of music's origins and the origins of all mater. The lead vocal and guitar were recorded in the An der Baustelle studio in Berlin this summer. Drums, strange electric guitars and harmonies added today and…

Just a rough version of a song I plan to record properly during this coming February's RPM Challenge. EDUCATION REALITY CHECK I work with children every morning Check their progress every night I'm an expert with technology And interactive…

So after hearing some of Stephen Krell's outstanding picking, I asked him if he'd like to play along with any of my songs... I can't be happier with the one he picked to add his banjo to (seeing as how the song is written about my favorite Pete…

Written for Mick's RPM Holiday Challenge... Anyone who's experienced "Black Friday" against their will should find this entertaining. YOU MIGHT HAVE A SHITTY CHRISTMAS Waking up at 3:00 a.m. Why the hell did I try to sleep at all…

i do. this song features an imbalanced waveform with spectacular collisions of inaudible noise. it kind of a majestic sounding piece.

Sometimes you need to stay up late to try to force yourself to dream. When I wrote this song (and started singing it a bit), I knew that my voice could never give it what it needed... So I turned it over to one Sister Savage... And she did…

Sea planes and the space race, dreams and destinies.