Track 1 for the RPM 2015 album Cold Ground Was My Bed No man is a prophet in his own home No man is a prophet in his own You can do just what you want, in the end you stand alone No man is a prophet in his own Don’t want no cryin’ when…

Track 2 for the RPM 2015 album Cold Ground Was My Bed "Yesterday was a den of sorrow, today is a bright mystery, the future a dim dream or ancient history"

Four short improvs with the little Martin. Recorded with the R-09 handheld. But I wasn't holding it. :)

Thinking about Mom on her 93rd birthday.

Recorded live in a friends' garage studio. Added vocals later. Billy:drums Eric:bass Dennis:acoustic guitar Glenn:1st lead and rhythm guitar Me:2nd lead, Rhythm guitar and vocals ©2006

From 2011 but apparently never got around to uploading this. Live looping with the 12 string. The title refers to the great Ralph Towner.

Waiting For The Lights To Come Back On Yesterday after a storm rolled through, we lost power. Recorded two separate tracks with the Little Martin using the handheld, then laid them on top of each other.

Now that my album Texas Tonefreak is almost "out of print", I'll be posting the tracks up here. Kip Siewert on harmonica Philip Waite on drums me on everything else http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/kavin

mashed Roger Sundström (drums), Glenn Smith (bass) and added guitar noodles. Stir.

a star mangled spanner

Another one in our ninjam series. Myself, Jim Goodin, Ray Istorico and an unknown drummer named Stick. Mix By Jim.

One guitar track chopped up and mashed with itself. Little Martin

Another in the ninjam series. Kavin., Jim Goodin and Ray Istorico, remix from tracks 4/20/14 session, remixed by Ray.

Ninjam series, from 4/20/14 session. Kavin., Jim Goodin and Ray Istorico

Jim Goodin and I from our 2nd ninjam session.

A "ninjam" over the internet with Kavin. and Jim Goodin

A "ninjam" over the internet with Kavin, Jim Goodin and Ray Istorico.

Improv on the little Martin and recitation of Jack Kerouac. I have lots of things to teach you now, in case we ever meet, concerning the message that was transmitted to me under a pine tree in North Carolina on a cold winter moonlit night…

acoustic laptop, 12-string gtr, Thumbjam app