Not to offend any Episcopalians or maiden librarians but this one is a little starched shirt feeling, but it holds a good thought

learned from the Carter family, that just about says it all.

My own attempt to make a song of faith once again.

Another Church song out of the way-back machine

God pity the poor sailer out in a night like this

A roots, semi chant.

A chant about traveling through life, by not missing the train.

Sometimes in the middle of a gig I like to jam with myself.

Day-by-day, I find it harder to forgive the busboy who killed the metal dobro I used when I recorded this one. Lawdy, I miss that guitar!

This is just a really simple string/piano piece that resulted from two years of half-hearted tinkering. As of now the cello is too loud and the snare sounds too sample-y, but I'd appreciate any other criticism.