Furry car tires, I played a Epiphone then, Ice cream grew on trees, then everyone became fanatical about Hummus, I like Hummus but I lost the argument.

Hard to explain this offensive appropriation of a "Jazz" style bass and drum thing and shoving it brutally sideways into some feel-good guitar and horns and someone forming the shape of a Rabbit out of mashed Potato.

Don't try and slap me around, I know what I'm doing, I'm constructing a tiny Ark for the Insects in my garden. No rain has been forecast for a few days....

A fair nod to electric sounds, I'll say the name of Lord Buckley, Copacetic, and a big shout to Slim Gaillard just because I can. Cement mixer, Patti Patti.

Sticky, remember Homer guarding the Sugar, warm climate, plenty of yoghurt, let's not be guilty of indulgence. I have no idea what this means, you decide.

About a place in the world that is very special. But It would be just another bit of rock if it wasn't for the people I shared it with.... This one is called “Stone”... Peace T Vocal and Lyrics by Jim Higgins we raced…

I wrote this song for a middle school English program here in Vienna. It speaks for itself. It was handed out to about 12 teachers to include in their lessons. I don't know any of them and after a year of play, if any of them still do, I hope…