"Somewhere between the stumbling and the falling..." SOMEWHERE G capo @ 2 - live @ 4 Somewhere between the summer and the winter The leaves between the tree tops and the fall Somewhere between my heart and circled letters Somewhere…

This story is a poem sent to me by Lesley Sawyer from a blog on her MySpace site and I put it to music and am posting it so she can hear it and maybe see if it's alright. We don't know who wrote the poem. If anybody does please tell me. j mt

A typical folk song. Written and recorded in about an hour for the 24 hour album (attempted on March 13th). Excuse roughness and vocal glitches, it was 2am and this was my first full take. Thanks to montgomeru for his chord suggestions…

Final version One of my heroes. Willie McTell was blind from birth and travelled all over the south in the thirties at a time when many people would never go more than 20 miles from their home. Plus nobody sings the blues quite like him…

I had been in the hospital for many days and when I came home I just had to jam. This the result of that joy

This song has a specific goodbye story for me, however I am more interested in what goodbye the listener attaches to the song.

Just one more that has been floating around in the old noggin for a while.

Kate Wolf and I had a lot of history with "Amazing Grace". First song we sang together five minutes after we met in her home and the first time she'd sang with anybody since high school. We sang it every time we played for people. We sang it once…

There was only one helping of biscuits and gravy left, which I warmed up for my son, who stormed out the door stating emphatically that he was off to join the Navy instead of going to school and so there I was, having gained a good breakfast while…

My daughter Heather and I spent an afternoon walking together around her old neighborhood on Manhattan's Upper East Side; museums, cafes, the park; just talking and walking.