Acoustic guitar and electric guitar tell the story of a good old-fashioned snow storm.

Another one I wrote with my acoustic, then filled it out a bit during recording. A sorta love song for my family.

Well, this is the last song in the Lobster man song cycle. I had one left in me to get out, this one hopefully finishes the story for our Lobster man and his son Lobster Boy. I can now finally move on to other things... thanks for listening…

Another tale of a melancholy pirate, I guess thats the way I see the old Pirating life, hardship, terror, and longing to go home.

Well, this is the last song in the Lobster man song cycle. I had one left in me to get out, this one hopefully finishes the story for our Lobster man and his son Lobster Boy. I can now finally move on to other things... thanks for listening…

Well, this is the last song in the Lobster man song cycle. I had one left in me to get out, this one hopefully finishes the story for our Lobster man and his son Lobster Boy. I can now finally move on to other things... thanks for listening…

Morning light on the mountain stream, catches the eye of the child within his dreams. The day begins, present and aware, of all the beauty, he plays without a care. Castles on the riverbank, a choir of birds in song, picking spring flowers in…

Another one I wrote with my acoustic, then filled it out a bit during recording. A sorta love song for my family.

If you see Lobster man or Lobster Boy one night on the beach, run for your life!

Flying above the buildings and trees feeling free.