Something that I'm now ready to share from last September. Took a while. But recent changes made it possible. Blues rock I'd guess.

Time for a noodle in the middle of the house move...packing....dumping......sorting...reminiscing..... still waiting to exchange contracts and mean't to be moving Friday....a little stressed

A tender and poetic piano piece.

A tender farewell to a mother leaving for a long trip home.

A beautiful etude by the Russian composer Alexander Scriabin, written in 1887 when the composer was just 15 years old.