I was down at the station Catch the Greyhound to Go My Way And I heard the loudspeaker We’ll be leaving some time today You just Say no thank you When I ask you to be mine I’ll be looking for that green light When I ask you the next…

Well the MN songwriters were in my living room tonight. We all shared our contributions to the "glass" songwriting challenge. Here's the live version of Poorly Blown Glass with Greg Connor on Guitar, Scott Zosel on Mandolin, Colin Walterson…

I was down at the station Catch the Greyhound to Go My Way And I heard the loudspeaker We’ll be leaving some time today You just Say no thank you When I ask you to be mine I’ll be looking for that green light When I ask you the next…

Well the MN songwriters were in my living room tonight. We all shared our contributions to the "glass" songwriting challenge. Here's the live version of Poorly Blown Glass with Greg Connor on Guitar, Scott Zosel on Mandolin, Colin Walterson…

Here is my contribution to the latest song writing challenge offered by the Minnesota Songwriters. (Write a song using the topic: GLASS) Everyone is welcome to participate. __________________________________________ STAINED GLASS…

I was down at the station Catch the Greyhound to Go My Way And I heard the loudspeaker We’ll be leaving some time today You just Say no thank you When I ask you to be mine I’ll be looking for that green light When I ask you the next…

I was down at the station Catch the Greyhound to Go My Way And I heard the loudspeaker We’ll be leaving some time today You just Say no thank you When I ask you to be mine I’ll be looking for that green light When I ask you the next…

This is how I feel when I'm gripped by depression, which has been a bit too often recently. Feeling ok at the moment though. Part of my RPM 2015 effort

Last year friends and family seemed to be dieing right, left and centre. Part of my RPM 2015 effort

I've been having a few issues with my mental health. But I know what they are and I'm going to try and fix them! Part of my RPM 2015 effort