Dead Of The Dark Dance

In Motion

eyes all around thought surveillance, the fighting on the ground dont abuse the diguise the one they made, should never be altered now we fear , the words we say, descent in the shadows we must hide to survive the thought police their searching…

A little banjo-centric parody of the old Irving Berlin song, written after more than a week in -20 C. temps in northwest Russia. Brrr. And Merry Christmas.

Just in time for the big 2012 election! *** BANJO WARNING *** Just me and me banjo. Inspired by a story my journalist daughter in Moscow just published. She was too small when we moved to Russia to remember that politicians shaking hands…

Demo of a song I was working on.

A little tune to help me get through the winter ... used my 63 Fender Jazzmaster for the guitar tracks. This guitar has been with me through thick and thin and just gets better with age.

#RPM Challenge 2013# Wake up in the morning, I’m still in my cloths I got one eye open but the other wont go Barely can remember the night before Except for how you threw me out the door Whiskey, Whiskey, Whiskey I think I’m in trouble again…