Inspired by Steve Krell who wrote the first verse and chorus. Colleen Dillon wrote the second verse and Greg Connor, the third. Authentic Native American War Cry by Kimmie who has Cherokee heritage. V1- Steve On the banks of the Ojibwa…

Inspired by Steve Krell who wrote the first verse and chorus. Colleen Dillon wrote the second verse and Greg Connor, the third. Authentic Native American War Cry by Kimmie who has Cherokee heritage. V1- Steve On the banks of the Ojibwa…

Inspired by Steve Krell who wrote the first verse and chorus. Colleen Dillon wrote the second verse and Greg Connor, the third. Authentic Native American War Cry by Kimmie who has Cherokee heritage. V1- Steve On the banks of the Ojibwa…

A song from one of our latest sessions Hans Nooitgedagt Jr - drums Bingsolex - lead guitar Erwin B - bass, recording KC - vocals, guitar, keys & mix -------------------------------------------- Well I'm down I am falling to the ground…

(Remastered 22/10/2021) And this is the last of the little threesome of In Your Hands, Little Thing, and this one, When I Try To Be Me. It's in the key of 4th fret and was written just over a month later than the other two, on 19th March…

Here is another ZOOM Collaboration with: Steve Krell Colleen Dillon Roger Harris Greg Connor We posted the lyrics and featured the chords, just in case you wanted to write your own lyrics and post them with this idea. Empty Bottles…

I was looking through my messages and found this collab i did with Kari a while back in 2017 i had forgotten all about. so pleased i found it thanks Kari

Do you ever have an idea / song that you just need to get out of you and recorded, even though it's so rough that you'll want to re-do it over and over again? This is one of those for me.... Drive Until The Signal Dies Verse 1 Your Silence…

Do you ever have an idea / song that you just need to get out of you and recorded, even though it's so rough that you'll want to re-do it over and over again? This is one of those for me.... Drive Until The Signal Dies Verse 1 Your Silence…

Fresh breeze on Lake Superior And waves collide with the shore The sailor must be watching For gusting wind we can’t ignore Loose the main, correct the healing Point the bow to the wind Recognize the peaceful feeling In this sacred…