I wrote the lyrics and melody to this song a week or so ago when I was feeling that unsettling disconnected feeling we all get from time to time when we're missing the people we love.... Then I gave myself the challenge to try a few things with…

Inspired by a couple of recent road trips.

Summertime in Boston, and this little tune is about how it goes by way too fast. Some hilarious chatter between the guys before and after they kick of a pseudo-psychedelic groove that I hope you will enjoy.

The bass player for this one isn't a Prood...thanks for the inspiration Steve.

FIVE THOUSAND FOUR HUNDRED-EIGHTY (HOW MANY KNOW?) Nobody knows, nobody knows the pain You suffered No one can know, can truly know the pain You suffered The pictures show You hanging from The Cross No marks but the five…

I wrote the lyrics and melody to this song a week or so ago when I was feeling that unsettling disconnected feeling we all get from time to time when we're missing the people we love.... Then I gave myself the challenge to try a few things with…

Inspired by a couple of recent road trips.

Inspired by a couple of recent road trips.