from the album "Que Vive!" which is circumstance and which is fate the child with nothing or the one with hate one may see wrong from right but the line is hard to follow even with the right design where do miracles go when the world’s in…

from the album "Que Vive!" the faces blend together, form an enemy the faces blur, who’s the friend and who’s the enemy guilty is a feeling all human’s cry freedom from the enemy all the while freedom’s just not listening guilty is a feeling…

from the album "Que Vive!" where am i? in disguise, watching you almost invisible you can’t see sights are locked on your face finger sweating heavy breathing take the shot, no remorse, nothing left dehumanizing disappear, leave no trace, moving…

I play live at my Dad's assisted living facility on a Yamaha Clarinova in whatever tuning Yamaha thinks is "pure minor". You'll hear the difference.

I play live at my Dad's assisted living facility on a Yamaha Clarinova.

I play live at my Dad's assisted living facility on a Yamaha Clarinova.

I play live at my Dad's assisted living facility on a Yamaha Clarinova.