A song of love, loss, and unrelenting hatred for those pin-striped S.O.B.'s. WARNING: You might hear an occasional F-bomb.

Hey, it's good to let people know you miss 'em.

Written for a friend from days long past working in special needs summer camps... Now she's raising an autistic son, and doing an amazing job of it. Still, none of it's fair.

Another "oldie but goodie" that had never really gotten the love it deserved... The original version came in at over six minutes (and even I recognize in looking back that it was WAY too long).

A few months back, Jim (MTC) posted an outstanding acoustic track which summoned up a clear-as-day memory from my childhood. The vividness of that memory resulted in this song... Amazing how such significant events in your life (like recognizing…

This song seemed to fit so nicely with this year's RPM feel that I decided to re-record it during February.

Sometimes you gotta show New Hampshire a little love.

Another in my "music for drones" series. This one started life as an "off cut" piano phrase imported into my Tukuramu Reaktor instrument and "played live" as I altered the pattern, grain length & density, filter cutoff, and delay feedback…

The lyrics are inspired by King Crimson's "The World's My Oyster Soup Kitchen Floor Wax Museum" where each word is connected only to the next word. This piece takes some liberty with that idea and incorporates phrases, verbs and connecting words…

Another short chamber piece from the portfolio.