This was inspired by a trip to the college my wife attended for a homecoming/class reunion gathering. Comparing my mental picture beforehand, based on anecdotes of her college experience she'd told me, to the actual people and places, was kind…

I dug out my old alto recorder several years back and got thinking if I could just learn to play a simple phrase or two on it, I could incorporate it into a song. It was a nice idea, but in practice I did better at digitally editing a take together…

From the vault of early computer recordings. It was in WAV format til I converted it to mp3. $10 LabTech mic,brand new strings.

Growing up in Ohio we used to see the signs the hoboes left on trees and mailboxes. Bits of ribbons and cloth-signifying friendly,and-cold hearted bastards who'd sic the dogs on you.

Railroad rightofways are often seeded with hemp as a soil erosion measure. Hiking the unused tracks are a delight in midsummer.

Early Americana.

Don't know what to say about this. I fell out with God a while back, and still find the whole notion of a God pretty disturbing. So this song is something about how I relate to God now. No peace and unconditional love - more an insidious sense…

Me and JB having a laugh and sticking this together. Can't say any more than that! (apart from it's pretty cheesy!) Thanks to Jane Moonchild for extra vocals, more to come I hope.

Me and JB mucking about. A song about...yep...you guessed it. mmmm protien!

Jip and JB in the Jipster studio, sitting down with guitars and a few beers, and many laughs. It was almost abandoned at one point, but we pressed on. Here's the result. I don't think the mouse has a name.