A song written for my dear old friend, Kirk Lynch, who I've known for almost 20 years. For those who don't know, Kirk and I live less than an hour apart, but I swear it's been five years since we've seen each other in person, which just ain't…

I like the atmosphere, but the source is loong gone (ca 1998)

Totally fake rap-vocals from totally fake indians, you could tell from the cornflakes

Please someone jam on top of it. 97 Bpm.

Another track made with John MacDonald back in Philly.

This is another old melody. I dusted it off, gave it some clean clothes, and sent it off into the world.

This is going to be a series of 5 pieces for xylophone and two trumpets

Nocturne for piano solo

Nocturne for piano solo