Improvisation on congas and very fragile, clay Moroccan bongos (which my brother found for me from an African display at some zoo!). These bongos are basically clay pots with permanent, very thin goat skins stretched over the top - they can not…

For this Mother's Day week, a conga improvisation dedicated to Saint Monica and all the other mothers who surreptitiously provide for and incessantly pray for their children. Thanks Mom! ** this could really use a tasty melody to go with…

SLEEPING ALONE Now, I've got room for my radio and I've got room for my phone And I've got room for my books and sun glasses now that I'm sleeping alone Now I've got room for my tablet and I've got room for my pen And now I've got room for…

Well, it's like I went down town last night to see Guthrie playing with Ray and I came home with a song. NOBODY KNOW ME IN TOWN ANY MORE Capo @ 1 in G There’s a bird in the gutter that’s so sound asleep He can’t hear the music that’s sweeping…

Well, it's like I went down town last night to see Guthrie playing with Ray and I came home with a song. NOBODY KNOW ME IN TOWN ANY MORE Capo @ 1 in G There’s a bird in the gutter that’s so sound asleep He can’t hear the music that’s sweeping…

Well, it's like I went down town last night to see Guthrie playing with Ray and I came home with a song. NOBODY KNOW ME IN TOWN ANY MORE Capo @ 1 in G There’s a bird in the gutter that’s so sound asleep He can’t hear the music that’s sweeping…

Well, it's like I went down town last night to see Guthrie playing with Ray and I came home with a song. NOBODY KNOW ME IN TOWN ANY MORE Capo @ 1 in G There’s a bird in the gutter that’s so sound asleep He can’t hear the music that’s sweeping…

Lots of use of Loops and effects with nerdy rapping going on in this song. Just like one of the lines of the lyrics suggest, I forgot what I was talking about all together on this song. Probably has to do with saying "just like" before everything…

3rd of my 2007 RPM cd,, one more to go!