There is nothing like the presence of a horse. The quiet understanding. The gentle strength. Woodlake, California...1961. I had a horse. She was my friend. There were times in my teens when Babe was the only being that did not judge me…

Maybe we could seek out healing shocks that feel really good . . . . The song is part of the soundtrack from my book, "PRONOIA Is the Antidote for Paranoia: How the Whole World Is Conspiring to Shower You with Blessings," which can be found here…

PEOPLE NEVER KNOW THE POSSIBILITY OF SOUND MAKING COULD DONE BY EVERYDAY ACTIVITIES. EACH ACTIVITIES DEFINITELY HAVE OWN CHARACTERISTICS AS SOUND ITSELF AND MAKE BOUNDARIES OF ATTITUDES, THOUGHTS, ETC... MANY AS YOU WANT.

voice could be the metaphor of how human keep distances from each other or each objects. sometimes people manipulated their memory/ info of human voice by putting up with other sources(e,g, noise, reverb, wrong infos) and conclude it as whatever…

What can I say? well, thanks for the comments! It still amzes me that my solitary style (when the whole song is me myself and I) makes it over to you all. And that you "get" what I try to do in the arranging, that it's ok to emphasize the mood…

PEOPLE NEVER KNOW THE POSSIBILITY OF SOUND MAKING COULD DONE BY EVERYDAY ACTIVITIES. EACH ACTIVITIES DEFINITELY HAVE OWN CHARACTERISTICS AS SOUND ITSELF AND MAKE BOUNDARIES OF ATTITUDES, THOUGHTS, ETC... MANY AS YOU WANT.

(live @ Coffee Urn 9/14/07)

xenprov + tweaks for ImprovFriday 9/16-18/10

fun with a metronome