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You can't ex-scape, so be discreet. Talk with the elves...

Memories of a not-so-free festival.

Go where no one has gone before, Right through your mind's eye, What a bejewelled gift this is, You don't need a television set, Or an automobile to travel in, You don't need permission, To Discover, Who, what, and where, You really are...

I remember seeing the Earth, As this great thing, With grass and trees growing out of it, At the speed of light, Yet perfectly still, Detailed and furry, With the clouds and blue sky, It looked infinite, Alive, Then I looked to one side…

Blackbirds are incredibly beautiful creatures. Sometimes they make better friends than humanoids.

unused track from new album

A dangerous game of "How Many Synthesizers Can I Use Before The Computer Catches On Fire?"

Another one from the archives! Collab with glu from 2009 - I took his original guitar track and added vocals, then he remixed and made about four more versions, but this is my fave.

The formation of thoughts are chemicals that move within our body. At the lowest levels we are inanimate, at the highest level a sentient being.

a musical haiku

Another one from the archives! Collab with glu from 2009 - I took his original guitar track and added vocals, then he remixed and made about four more versions, but this is my fave.

A dangerous game of "How Many Synthesizers Can I Use Before The Computer Catches On Fire?"

a musical haiku

cover I did for a coverfest on a guitar forum.

Fathers Day on Sunday.... Thought I'd write a song for my son. Here you go lad... As the Sun shines....Lyrics And my boy..... You Smile so wide as the sun shines. But you will keep your joy as the clouds try, to stop our light…

Blackbirds are incredibly beautiful creatures. Sometimes they make better friends than humanoids.

I remember seeing the Earth, As this great thing, With grass and trees growing out of it, At the speed of light, Yet perfectly still, Detailed and furry, With the clouds and blue sky, It looked infinite, Alive, Then I looked to one side…

Go where no one has gone before, Right through your mind's eye, What a bejewelled gift this is, You don't need a television set, Or an automobile to travel in, You don't need permission, To Discover, Who, what, and where, You really are...

I remember seeing the Earth, As this great thing, With grass and trees growing out of it, At the speed of light, Yet perfectly still, Detailed and furry, With the clouds and blue sky, It looked infinite, Alive, Then I looked to one side…

You can't ex-scape, so be discreet. Talk with the elves...