Hyper simple stuff in the night.

An Etta Baker (1913-2006) tune.

for improvFriday D open tuned acoustic, live looping

Poor Ali - SKEEN Drifting down the road, Doesn’t have a care but nobody cares about him Even his friends, turn him away and forget him like yesterday’s dream Maybe it’s genetic, maybe it’s trauma (prob’ly the former) It doesn’t matter…

It was busy down the cellar tonight.....someone slipped something into Reg's and Jim's drink........now their out there trying to find the gold for the mind from the other side..........we tried to stop them but you know what their like when they…

For the daughters of two of my favorite people. Bonfire Lullaby Dannah studies my hands while I play With heavy eyes at the end of a runaround day Fading fast ‘neath a summer night’s sky No need to wonder why Time stands still in her…

Reg has put into words want he wants do and why............... I WANT TO SING I don't want to be like you or you I just want to be like me so i’m going inside myself, to try and figure, the whole thing out the whole thing out So i can jump…

This one is live from the cellar last night...Unplugged recorded with one mic..so close your eyes and imagine me here alone on a wet Monday night in Sheffield in the cellar alone as Elvis and Jim had heard about an Happy hour round the corner…

That's pretty callous.

For details and the TED talk that I connect with this piece see http://chrisvaisvil.com/?p=1439